<?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-543843331143816959</id><updated>2012-01-31T02:50:47.365-08:00</updated><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Multitude Monday'/><category term='acceptance'/><category term='Counseling'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Photos'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Women'/><category term='Story of My Life'/><category term='rejection'/><category term='Life Lessons'/><category term='Relevant'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='ProBlogger Challenge'/><category term='On Being Single'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Spain'/><category term='Writer&apos;s Workshop'/><category term='Conference'/><category term='Networking'/><category term='Christianity'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='School'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Adventures of a Small Town Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>125</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-9124025277765374475</id><published>2011-05-21T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T11:58:59.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hi again friends. I realized that I left you hanging a little bit in my last post, and it has been almost 2 months... eesh! Sorry about that. The last piece of my &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-freedom.html"&gt;freedom journey&lt;/a&gt; is going to have to remain a mystery because it involves another project that needs a lot of work (and prayer) before its unveiled. In the meantime, I wanted to let you know what I've been up to the last couple months, and where you can find me if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you who were around in this blog's early days might remember that I started a silly little blog called Soundtrack To I Do, to offer musical help to my then-engaged friends. Well I recently revamped that silly little blog, redesigned it (with the help of my amazing friend &lt;a href="http://www.jessicavelarde.com/"&gt;Jess&lt;/a&gt;), moved it to Wordpress, and joined a community of wedding bloggers (TWIPS) who have immensely helped the progression of the blog. I didn't expect to get QUITE so involved in a wedding blog, of all things! But I find it's a fantastic outlet for this single girl's romantic energy, and I also find, at the end of the day at my highly stressful &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/dangerous-minds.html"&gt;job&lt;/a&gt;, it's downright therapeutic to disappear into a world filled with true love and happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado, here's where you can find me. Come say hello if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.soundtracktoido.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1184.photobucket.com/albums/z336/soundtracktoido/logo_1305581465.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none; background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% transparent;" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/543843331143816959-9124025277765374475?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/9124025277765374475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=9124025277765374475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/9124025277765374475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/9124025277765374475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6967964588566611005</id><published>2011-03-23T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:26:56.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story of My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Story Of My Life: Freedom</title><content type='html'>Previous installments in the Story of My Life series: &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-roots.html"&gt;Roots&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-salvation.html"&gt;Salvation&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-answered-prayer.html"&gt;Answered Prayer&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-bumps-in-road.html"&gt;Bumps in The Road&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left off the story in Portland, where my walk with God was vastly improving, but something was still missing. After a year in Portland, I decided to move back home. I planned to find a job and live in the Bay area, but God had other plans. I found &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/dangerous-minds.html"&gt;a job&lt;/a&gt; here, which I couldn't pass on after 3 months of unemployment. Which I'm so glad about, because God had great plans for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I discovered that blogging might not just be a hobby, but something &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/ministry-of-writing.html"&gt;God wanted for me&lt;/a&gt;. From me. As a result, I signed up for the &lt;a href="http://therelevantconference.com/"&gt;Relevant Conference&lt;/a&gt; in faith, not knowing how God would&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/10/relevant-story.html"&gt;meet me there&lt;/a&gt;. At the conference, He showed me that I needed to return to my first love, and put Him first in my life, in a way that I hadn't in a long long time. I didn't know how, but I knew He would show me. And He did. There was a book there at the conference called &lt;a href="http://www.lifewaystores.com/lwstore/product.asp?isbn=0805464336"&gt;Praying God's Word&lt;/a&gt;, by Beth Moore. It was not available for purchase, but I couldn't wait to get home and buy it, because I knew I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to read it. I didn't know how or why, but I knew it was important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQrfa8y2Y4w/TYo0VX_BTDI/AAAAAAAABFg/VnB8HDTvL2s/s1600/9780805464337_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQrfa8y2Y4w/TYo0VX_BTDI/AAAAAAAABFg/VnB8HDTvL2s/s320/9780805464337_L.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587335829526760498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I practically drove from the airport to the bible book store to get the book. Basically, the book is a guide for how to turn scriptures into prayers, in order to overcome sin and be transformed by God's Word. As I read it, I could literally feel the transformation in my soul. It was like chains were falling off, and my heart was finally free. &lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The thing that people don’t like to talk about much in church is that just as real as our God is, who loves us and is always on our side, we also have a very real enemy who wants to do anything he can to destroy us. When we come to Christ, we are set free. We are no longer slaves to sin. And there is nothing the enemy can do about that freedom, he has no power over our God. So what he does instead is exactly what he is best at doing – he lies to us. As Beth Moore describes it, we are standing in our jail cells, and the doors have been flung wide open by Jesus, but our enemy is like the jailer who stands there whispering all the reasons we still belong in the cell. And too often, we listen to him. I did, for too long. But nothing can quiet the enemy like the Word of God. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The book is separated into areas that the enemy keeps us captive, or "strongholds." Idolatry, unbelief, pride, addiction, guilt, unforgiveness, depression, etc. There is an intro into each section, and then a list of scriptures which have been turned into prayers. You can pray through one section, or all of them, as needed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What I discovered, as I prayed through the sections on idolatry an unbelief, was that I had always believed &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; God, but I didn't always &lt;i&gt;believe&lt;/i&gt; God. Who He says He is, who He says I am, the things that He promises in His Word. And as I prayed through those things, and claimed them as truth, I was set free. Free to love Him fully, with abandon. Free to be loved by Him, and trust that I am safe in His hands. Free to live the life that I always wanted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I'm sure at this point some of you are thinking that I'm strange. That's ok. (I am, actually, but that's beside the point.) I know what separation from God feels like, and I know what intimacy with Him feels like. And I know which one I choose. So it doesn't really matter to me what other people think. It matters to me that I share my story, so that if anyone is struggling with similar things, they can be encouraged that freedom is just a prayer away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There is one more exciting piece of this story, which I will share in the next post. I just like to leave you guys hanging. :) Thanks for being with me on this crazy journey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have questions? Feel free to &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/p/contact.html"&gt;contact me&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6967964588566611005?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6967964588566611005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6967964588566611005' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6967964588566611005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6967964588566611005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-freedom.html' title='Story Of My Life: Freedom'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VQrfa8y2Y4w/TYo0VX_BTDI/AAAAAAAABFg/VnB8HDTvL2s/s72-c/9780805464337_L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3008731515269757665</id><published>2011-03-11T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:32:20.304-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story of My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Story of My Life: Bumps in the Road</title><content type='html'>Ok, here goes nothing. Remember the story of my life that I was telling you? (If not, feel free to catch up. I shared about my &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-roots.html"&gt;roots&lt;/a&gt;, my &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-salvation.html"&gt;salvation&lt;/a&gt;, and an &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-answered-prayer.html"&gt;answered prayer&lt;/a&gt;.) I stopped telling the story in exactly the same place that I always stop telling it. Because I already shared the pretty parts. The parts that make me look good, that make faith look good. Faith &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; good. But it's not easy. There are messy parts, for those of us who are human. For some reason (ahem, pride) we like to paint a pretty picture of faith, and we excuse this by saying to ourselves that if we share the ugly parts, that people might be less attracted to Jesus. That is a ridiculous excuse, because A) Jesus is perfect, and B) people love stories that make them feel less alone in their own messes! We just don't like to tell them. Because of pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after that long winded intro, here comes the rest of the story. For a few years after I began my walk with Christ, things went smoothly. Storms and trials came and went, but I clung to Jesus during those times and my faith grew stronger. I went to college, and joined Campus Crusade, was always in at least two bible studies, and was pretty much doing everything a good Christian should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure when things started to fall apart. I had a few negative experiences with some people in my life who happened to be Christians. I won't share the details, for the sake of the people involved. Looking back, they were just some bad choices made by some flawed human beings. But somehow I allowed that to draw me away from my faith. I decided that all Christians were closed-minded and judgmental, and that I didn't want to be associated with them. I decided to try faith on my own. What a tragic decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to go to church on Sundays, and I'm sure a lot of people didn't even notice anything had changed. Some people in my life may even be reading this right now, wondering what in the world I'm talking about. Most of the change just happened in my heart. I stopped going to bible study, or trying to have fellowship with other believers in any way. I spent the majority of my time with nonbelievers (most of whom I'm still friends with, so if you're reading this, I love you and you are still important in my life.) The problem with that is that no one was encouraging me in my faith journey, no one was keeping me accountable to my walk with God. My sister, who might have been that person, happened to get married around that time, and then moved to New York. I love and cherish my non-Christian friends, many of them have been in my life since childhood. However, it is essential for me (and every Christian, I believe) to walk through life with other believers who help them through the difficult journey of faith.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It didn't take long before my life reflected my change of heart. I became the typical college student, studying and working during the week, and partying on weekends. I made excuses about this behavior to myself. I put on my church persona, with certain people and in certain circumstances, as easily as some put on their church clothes. I was deceitful. I've always been the "good girl," even when I wasn't. In my family, among my friends, in school, at work. Some part of me was trying to uphold that image, while the other half of me was rebelling against it with every fiber of my being. A difficult balance, to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That went on for a couple of years. I became desperately heartsick for my Jesus, but I didn't know how to get back to Him. I started reading the bible again, and attempting closeness with Him. I tried to make rules and regulations for myself around drinking and going out, because I still spent all my time with people who lived that lifestyle. The rules did not hold up. I still felt unsatisfied and disconnected. I felt it was important to get away. Far away. I wanted to seek the Lord alone, with no distractions, somewhere I could start fresh. So I moved to Portland.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things went well in Portland. The distance was good. Seminary school certainly helped. Plus church, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/03/captivating.html"&gt;bible study&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2008/09/christian-social-events-are-like-piano.html"&gt;Christian friends&lt;/a&gt;. All good things. Things I needed. And I grew a lot. I &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/06/precious-love.html"&gt;fell back in love&lt;/a&gt; with my Savior. But sadly, something was still missing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to leave you there, and finish the story soon, but let me assure you, there is a happy ending. I found what was missing. Stay tuned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*If you're just tuning in, you don't have to wait! The next part of the story is &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-freedom.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&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/543843331143816959-3008731515269757665?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3008731515269757665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3008731515269757665' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3008731515269757665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3008731515269757665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-bumps-in-road.html' title='Story of My Life: Bumps in the Road'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-4346232208166388331</id><published>2011-03-10T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T10:48:23.951-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>Hello Again</title><content type='html'>Well it's been awhile, hasn't it? I decided to live in the real world for awhile. And it's been grand. God has done great things in my life. I will share about the biggest things He's done in the next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to those things, I have moved out to Salinas, I'm living in a great house with a sweet roomie and our 4 (!) doggies. I have a church family now, and words cannot express how great a blessing that is. I am on a leadership team for a group at our church that ministers to people in their 20's. I have sweet friends who support me and help me when needed, and vice versa. I am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of blogging, I have been preparing for something that God has put on my heart, which I will also share in the next post. But for now, and probably for good, Adventures of a Small Town Girl will go back to what it originally was - a space to share my thoughts, feelings, updates and adventures with the people who care to hear them. I'm not going to focus my energies on social networking and gathering followers and all the stuff that gets distracting and overwhelming. Because my blogging energies will be focused elsewhere. But I still love my little blog home in this little corner of cyberspace. And I know there are some people who still care to hear what's going on in my life. :) So the adventure continues. Just... differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who have been here with me through the whole journey (Mom) and to those who have joined in along the way. As I write this it sounds like goodbye, but it isn't. It's just a bit of change. Maybe one of the reasons that I hate change so much is that it feels like something is ending, as we venture into the new... the unknown. Anyway, feel free to stick around, my blog is not going anywhere. But if you aren't that interested in my little life, that's ok too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want stay in the grass with me? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-4346232208166388331?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/4346232208166388331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=4346232208166388331' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4346232208166388331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4346232208166388331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2984633440188362847</id><published>2010-10-26T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T18:21:03.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relevant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conference'/><title type='text'>A Relevant Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Finding the words to describe my experience at the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://therelevantconference.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Relevant conference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; will not be easy. But the first step, as always, is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;putting pen to pape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;r (or in my case, fingers to keyboard) and just diving in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I left for Relevant, I had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;completely lost my motivation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; for blogging. My most recent posts chronicled my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/haiti-heartbreak.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Haiti trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, simply because I felt I owed it to those who had participated in the giveaways and raffles that I posted in order to raise money for the trip. I didn’t want to leave anyone wondering if I was a complete liar who hadn’t gone there at all, or whether I had just set up shop in Port Au Prince and not returned. In all reality, though, I don’t think anyone was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;waiting with bated breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; for those posts, because I had so completely slipped off the radar of the blogosphere. And in all reality, it’s a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;completely self-involved notion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; to imagine that anyone is waiting with bated breath to hear what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had become exhausted by all the tweeting, facebooking, reading, writing, commenting, e-mailing… and all other tasks involved with trying to be a "successful" blogger. The number of blog subscriptions pouring into my inbox became overwhelming, and I felt that I was responsible to read them all. At some point &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I basically just gave up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; on all of it and let myself become nearly invisible in cyberland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the date was approaching… the conference that I had been so excited to attend when I bought the ticket. Back in the days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;when blogging was a joy and not a chore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, and the idea of networking and fellowshipping with other Christian women bloggers left me with a feeling of exhilaration and anticipation, as opposed to an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;onslaught of social anxiet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;y. But I knew that God wanted me there, so I obeyed. And oh, how He blessed me for my obedience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, the social anxiety piece did not fade when I arrived at the conference.  I was surrounded by beautiful, sweet, down to earth, and exceptionally real women, some of whose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;hearts and voices I’ve known for months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; from reading their blogs. I still felt overwhelmed. For those of you who met me and thought I seemed guarded, stand-offish, or, on some occasions, comatose, please excuse my bizarre behavior. Behind my glazed eyes and plastered smile was just a socially phobic introvert who was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;overwhelmed with it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;, but bursting to yell out, “You are all so amazing! Can we be best friends?” And to those I genuinely got to know, thank you for sticking it out with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out, though, that social networking was not the reason God had me at the conference. His purpose in bringing me there was not that I meet and mingle with other women. He wanted me there to &lt;b&gt;meet with&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;Him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;. I hope there is another Relevant conference next year, and that by that time I’ll be less overwhelmed with everything so that I can get to know many of the sweet women better. But I will be eternally blessed by the way God spoke to my heart at this year’s conference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was surprising, at a blogging conference, to hear the message of making your blog less of a priority. But this was the underlying, or in some cases overriding message, of every speaker at Relevant. They &lt;b&gt;encouraged their captive audience&lt;/b&gt; that their relationship with the Lord should be first priority, and for those who had them (which I’m pretty sure was everyone at the conference but me) their husbands and children should be second. If, and only if, there was &lt;b&gt;extra time and energy&lt;/b&gt; beyond those two priorities, blogging could find its place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not, as you know from reading my blog or at least the last paragraph, have a husband or children. But God, through &lt;b&gt;the obedient vessels that were the speakers &lt;/b&gt;at the Relevant conference, drove the point home that He should always be my priority, and He rarely is. In the past, blogging was an excuse, or in more serious terms, &lt;b&gt;an idol&lt;/b&gt;. But as my excitement for it faded, other things took its place (general distractions of this life.) No matter what though, I always seem to find something to put before Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In sum, what I learned at my first blogging conference had nothing to do with blogging at all. I need to &lt;b&gt;return my heart to my Lord&lt;/b&gt;, and make Him my very first priority in all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, I learned a ton about blogging intentionally and authentically, and over the next few months I hope to figure out how to integrate all that information and wisdom into my own blogging. On top of that, I was released from the &lt;b&gt;insane pressure I was putting on myself&lt;/b&gt; to keep up with everyone and everything in the social networking world. I would love to pass on many of the lessons I learned. I also want to be more vulnerable in sharing all &lt;b&gt;the pieces of my own story&lt;/b&gt;, which was another major theme at the conference. But I can’t promise anything immediate, because I have a lot of lost time to make up with my Savior. And I know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;HE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; is waiting with bated breath to spend time with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want stay in the grass with me? 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Story'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2834814311034856723</id><published>2010-10-17T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:40:46.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><title type='text'>Haiti: The Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Before them the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;earth shakes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the sky trembles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the sun and the moon are darkened,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and the stars no longer shine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Lord thunders at the head of his army;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;his forces are beyond number,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and mighty are those who obey his command.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The day of the Lord is great;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is dreadful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Who can endure it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'Even now,' declares the Lord,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;return to me with all your heart,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;with fasting and weeping and mourning.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Rend your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and not your garments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Return to the Lord your God,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;for he is gracious and compassionate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;slow to anger and abounding in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;he relents from sending calamity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Joel 2:10-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If you'd like to, you can read the first 3 parts of my Haiti Journey here: &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/haiti-heartbreak.html"&gt;The Heartbreak&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/09/haiti-joy.html"&gt;The Joy&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/10/work-that-we-did-in-haiti-was-at-school.html"&gt;The Work&lt;/a&gt;. Now for the best way to end things, with Hope:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I was in the middle of Beth Moore's study of Esther when I went to Haiti. This was certainly no accident. In week four, she refers to several verses in Joel. These verses (above) were absolutely what I needed to read while I was there, so that I could experience hope rather than despair in light of what I was seeing and experiencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Beth Moore says this: "God had told his people from the time of Moses that He'd protect them and fight their battles for them as long as they worshipped Him only. If they forgot Him, He would still love them but He would not shield them. Instead, He'd use their enemies to turn His people back to Him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I don't know whether God caused the earthquake in Haiti, but I know that He allowed it to happen. I don't know why Haiti, I certainly don't believe that the people there are any more wicked than the rest of us sinners. But I do know that God is just, loving, gracious and compassionate. And I know that He will use whatever means He needs to return our hearts to Him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After reading these verses on my air mattress on the cement floor of a Haitian school, I was comforted. Because there is a revival happening in Haiti. Souls are returning to their father. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The next day, I heard a woman's story of her experience during the earthquake. I can't properly tell the story, nor explain how much it moved me. But what I remember most is that she told us that after the earth stopped shaking, there was a beat of silence, and then a terrible wail went up throughout the city of Port Au Prince (and the rest of the country, no doubt.) A weeping and mourning in the land, the likes of which she had never heard before and would never forget. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And with weeping and mourning, we return to Him. He relents from sending calamity, but He will. So that we can spend an eternity with Him, laughing and dancing. 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Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2834814311034856723?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2834814311034856723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2834814311034856723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2834814311034856723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2834814311034856723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/10/haiti-hope.html' title='Haiti: The Hope'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLuNH-OKZUI/AAAAAAAABE8/CNQEcVEQ1lE/s72-c/Worship-service.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3610550187151688188</id><published>2010-10-09T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:36:55.719-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><title type='text'>Haiti: The Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;The first two parts of my Haiti Journey are here: &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/haiti-heartbreak.html"&gt;The Heartbreak&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/09/haiti-joy.html"&gt;The Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The work that we did in Haiti was at a school called Gressier, which will house about 1,000 kids when it is open. Here are some pictures of the work site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDEGSNpicI/AAAAAAAABE0/Jce2aPeGfPQ/s1600/41330_421105301687_537901687_5341522_7323746_n.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/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDEGSNpicI/AAAAAAAABE0/Jce2aPeGfPQ/s320/41330_421105301687_537901687_5341522_7323746_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526132355030944194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDvzorIAI/AAAAAAAABEs/jdtNGvyhGbo/s1600/IMG_6904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDvzorIAI/AAAAAAAABEs/jdtNGvyhGbo/s320/IMG_6904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526131968865673218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDZz_dl4I/AAAAAAAABEk/KK0pIix_Vjc/s1600/IMG_6906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDZz_dl4I/AAAAAAAABEk/KK0pIix_Vjc/s320/IMG_6906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526131591004133250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDSJYxIQI/AAAAAAAABEc/R04TzRi40iA/s1600/IMG_6908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDSJYxIQI/AAAAAAAABEc/R04TzRi40iA/s320/IMG_6908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526131459308462338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDJpcA4KI/AAAAAAAABEU/bx6WRLOrrb0/s1600/IMG_6909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDJpcA4KI/AAAAAAAABEU/bx6WRLOrrb0/s320/IMG_6909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526131313293189282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDCMfLPrI/AAAAAAAABEM/sbg3YmikI-M/s1600/IMG_6920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDDCMfLPrI/AAAAAAAABEM/sbg3YmikI-M/s320/IMG_6920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526131185262739122" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCjnJEEGI/AAAAAAAABD0/9CX1AZocMHw/s1600/IMG_7000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCjnJEEGI/AAAAAAAABD0/9CX1AZocMHw/s320/IMG_7000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526130659841806434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCaeHpcNI/AAAAAAAABDs/EbZJJ3d3YwE/s1600/IMG_7007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCaeHpcNI/AAAAAAAABDs/EbZJJ3d3YwE/s320/IMG_7007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526130502801125586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCTWMD2JI/AAAAAAAABDk/UVlrnpD0do8/s1600/IMG_7012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCTWMD2JI/AAAAAAAABDk/UVlrnpD0do8/s320/IMG_7012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526130380413065362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the beautiful view from the back of the school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCTWMD2JI/AAAAAAAABDk/UVlrnpD0do8/s1600/IMG_7012.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDC1DyJbKI/AAAAAAAABEE/xh551H_nzP8/s1600/IMG_6921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDC1DyJbKI/AAAAAAAABEE/xh551H_nzP8/s320/IMG_6921.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526130959588093090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCtxTObMI/AAAAAAAABD8/0_UfL-cP_7g/s1600/IMG_6923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDCtxTObMI/AAAAAAAABD8/0_UfL-cP_7g/s320/IMG_6923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526130834367474882" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the time, we worked on clearing the classrooms of the construction rubble. Before we went in they looked like this:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDB_AzdV5I/AAAAAAAABDU/JMgt14HPvuM/s1600/IMG_6922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDB_AzdV5I/AAAAAAAABDU/JMgt14HPvuM/s320/IMG_6922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526130031075350418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And after a lot of shoveling, pick-axing, and wheelbarrowing, they looked like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDBTz3YqzI/AAAAAAAABDM/Iqtliqn_1Hg/s1600/IMG_6924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDBTz3YqzI/AAAAAAAABDM/Iqtliqn_1Hg/s320/IMG_6924.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526129288867785522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDBA05w5zI/AAAAAAAABC8/8htn_s-VouA/s1600/IMG_7011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDBA05w5zI/AAAAAAAABC8/8htn_s-VouA/s320/IMG_7011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526128962728683314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the time we spent shoveling and sifting dirt and sand which would later be mixed to make cement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDAwywcX8I/AAAAAAAABC0/WOTYzjcDHnQ/s1600/IMG_7022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDAwywcX8I/AAAAAAAABC0/WOTYzjcDHnQ/s320/IMG_7022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526128687274811330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDAX1OPq5I/AAAAAAAABCs/MYuyirq8QVY/s1600/45763_1561161594467_1398124486_31495078_4508682_n.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/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDAX1OPq5I/AAAAAAAABCs/MYuyirq8QVY/s320/45763_1561161594467_1398124486_31495078_4508682_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526128258439949202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDASXfuudI/AAAAAAAABCk/ONGMpUdmfeE/s1600/44170_1561162194482_1398124486_31495079_3598681_n.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/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDASXfuudI/AAAAAAAABCk/ONGMpUdmfeE/s320/44170_1561162194482_1398124486_31495079_3598681_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526128164560878034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my "boss," Elifa (I have no idea if that's how you spell it.) His only English was "spread" (the dirt) and "Wait for me, I'll be right back." He was a bit of a perfectionist, but when I finally got it right, he was sure to let me know that he was happy with my work. ("Moi contente.")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC-jtOu4eI/AAAAAAAABCc/CRQ0jjcUjO0/s1600/IMG_7014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC-jtOu4eI/AAAAAAAABCc/CRQ0jjcUjO0/s320/IMG_7014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526126263429685730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took breaks under the shade tree, to get out of the beating sun. The only problem was the fire ants that would dive bomb from the tree and bite the heck out of us. But the shade was still worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC-acOsXzI/AAAAAAAABCU/pbxk_41A6Vg/s1600/IMG_6907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC-acOsXzI/AAAAAAAABCU/pbxk_41A6Vg/s320/IMG_6907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526126104247295794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also spent a lot of break time with the kids who lived on the property, and the neighborhood kids who came to visit with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC96nsJKuI/AAAAAAAABCM/Ppmxa6rFc0o/s1600/IMG_6914.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC96nsJKuI/AAAAAAAABCM/Ppmxa6rFc0o/s320/IMG_6914.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526125557567793890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9s2IYQHI/AAAAAAAABCE/QjtD2nHBTtA/s1600/IMG_7027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9s2IYQHI/AAAAAAAABCE/QjtD2nHBTtA/s320/IMG_7027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526125320926150770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9mR9yxXI/AAAAAAAABB8/McRIltUbpFA/s1600/IMG_7009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9mR9yxXI/AAAAAAAABB8/McRIltUbpFA/s320/IMG_7009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526125208138859890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9c0a1lFI/AAAAAAAABB0/Yze15OrywAY/s1600/IMG_6910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9c0a1lFI/AAAAAAAABB0/Yze15OrywAY/s320/IMG_6910.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526125045588792402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9BiGhQVI/AAAAAAAABBs/rib57lEc7JQ/s1600/IMG_6913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC9BiGhQVI/AAAAAAAABBs/rib57lEc7JQ/s320/IMG_6913.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526124576815268178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC8pCBV2AI/AAAAAAAABBk/-BiQb877OYM/s1600/IMG_6917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLC8pCBV2AI/AAAAAAAABBk/-BiQb877OYM/s320/IMG_6917.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526124155886753794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried the day we went to our work site to say goodbye. Even though the physical labor was the hardest I've ever worked in my life, and the heat and humidity was exhausting to work in, the time I spent on the site was my favorite part of the trip. Working side by side with the Haitian men, and trying our best to communicate despite the language barrier, but finding that by the third day, they were our friends. Seeing the progress in the school and knowing that many kids would be blessed by it. Laughing and playing with the kids, and seeing their precious faces everyday. It went by in a flash, and I was not ready to leave. But I wouldn't trade the experience for the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last piece in the Haiti Journey is &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/10/haiti-hope.html"&gt;The Hope&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want stay in the grass with me? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3610550187151688188?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3610550187151688188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3610550187151688188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3610550187151688188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3610550187151688188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/10/work-that-we-did-in-haiti-was-at-school.html' title='Haiti: The Work'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TLDEGSNpicI/AAAAAAAABE0/Jce2aPeGfPQ/s72-c/41330_421105301687_537901687_5341522_7323746_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3534934709371889975</id><published>2010-09-20T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:32:09.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><title type='text'>Haiti: The Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Part one of my Haiti Journey: &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/haiti-heartbreak.html"&gt;The Heartbreak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the orphans we visited. When we arrived, they were singing to us. We played with them, colored, sang, danced, and just loved on them.  It was a joy and a blessing to be with them. I hope and pray that God finds earthly parents for each of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think their precious faces speak for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffvk1_p-I/AAAAAAAABBc/Qr1sGLucXkU/s1600/40931_528940158304_78300570_31272808_4829785_n.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/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffvk1_p-I/AAAAAAAABBc/Qr1sGLucXkU/s320/40931_528940158304_78300570_31272808_4829785_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519125876802824162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffr3sUiSI/AAAAAAAABBU/mbpN9orRzV0/s1600/IMG_6884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffr3sUiSI/AAAAAAAABBU/mbpN9orRzV0/s320/IMG_6884.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519125813143046434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfflhBswAI/AAAAAAAABBM/Lzi2W3jq5WU/s1600/IMG_6833.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfflhBswAI/AAAAAAAABBM/Lzi2W3jq5WU/s320/IMG_6833.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519125703979483138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffgTmZFfI/AAAAAAAABBE/HMMzATtfoIQ/s1600/IMG_6840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffgTmZFfI/AAAAAAAABBE/HMMzATtfoIQ/s320/IMG_6840.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519125614475941362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffUC_UncI/AAAAAAAABA8/45uGMmlmWf4/s1600/IMG_6832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffUC_UncI/AAAAAAAABA8/45uGMmlmWf4/s320/IMG_6832.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519125403858673090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffKjuUSzI/AAAAAAAABA0/RzdiQ7hlIRA/s1600/IMG_6850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJffKjuUSzI/AAAAAAAABA0/RzdiQ7hlIRA/s320/IMG_6850.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519125240847026994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfe8T29VAI/AAAAAAAABAs/Y1Mms_kd8CQ/s1600/IMG_6861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfe8T29VAI/AAAAAAAABAs/Y1Mms_kd8CQ/s320/IMG_6861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519124996070134786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfex8Y9MiI/AAAAAAAABAk/OjwORCQ6kfk/s1600/IMG_6851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfex8Y9MiI/AAAAAAAABAk/OjwORCQ6kfk/s320/IMG_6851.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519124817971589666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfepxOApJI/AAAAAAAABAc/cUQHiG9eyBg/s1600/IMG_6835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfeCr3PwTI/AAAAAAAAA_8/Eoh9tSlGcd0/s320/IMG_6841.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519124006081380658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfdwQP4l6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/uuWATnQ8a0M/s1600/IMG_6866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfdwQP4l6I/AAAAAAAAA_0/uuWATnQ8a0M/s320/IMG_6866.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519123689430882210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfdnHxwKYI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Dhl_Yo7NWG8/s1600/IMG_6867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfdnHxwKYI/AAAAAAAAA_s/Dhl_Yo7NWG8/s320/IMG_6867.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519123532538194306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TJfdei22mhI/AAAAAAAAA_k/oBNtgUmmcyk/s1600/IMG_6870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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But, as it turns out, no amount of preparation could have kept me from the shock and heartbreak of seeing the conditions there. The trip was amazing, but I want to share it in the same way I experienced it - and it started by breaking my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very first thing I experienced in Haiti was the heat - the thick, heavy, humid heat that threatens to swallow you whole. The kind of heat that causes sweat to jump out of your pores as if escaping a burning building the moment you step outside. Not what this California girl is used to. I made it through the cattle call better known as airport customs, which was located in what looked like a giant barn (except made out of cement) filled with people and bags, the aforementioned heat, and maybe two fans. Our team drove from the airport to our lodging location in a very small, brightly painted bus with hard wooden benches inside. I was lucky to have a window seat for ventilation and a better view. I will reiterate, though, that I was not prepared for the scenery that we were about to encounter on our ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbl6mdNH0I/AAAAAAAAA9E/dM9tREPch2E/s1600/haiti2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347588679966530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbl6mdNH0I/AAAAAAAAA9E/dM9tREPch2E/s320/haiti2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first sight that was incredible was the sheer number of people in the city. I have spent time in a number of large cities, but I've never seen so many people in one place. There are 3 million people in Port Au Prince, and you can sure feel that when you are there. Some are sitting, some walking to and fro, and there were many crowds just standing there, facing the street as cars went by, as if they were waiting for a bus, although I'm pretty sure they weren't. There were tent cities everywhere, crowded together and going on for miles, homes for the lucky ones who have any roof at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmjE7hzsI/AAAAAAAAA90/9ozQW1IrxUo/s1600/IMG_6789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348284054982338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmjE7hzsI/AAAAAAAAA90/9ozQW1IrxUo/s320/IMG_6789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I looked there was a pile of rubble, or a vacated builing with a giant crack across it, or a chunk missing from its walls. The horrific thought did cross my mind that there are undoubtedly bodies under many of those buildings, that the people have not had the time or resources to uncover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnH7a-5sI/AAAAAAAAA-c/lV7odQgi0Vw/s1600/IMG_6821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348917157717698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnH7a-5sI/AAAAAAAAA-c/lV7odQgi0Vw/s320/IMG_6821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbl1c7Y_FI/AAAAAAAAA88/jwvmVUrkTLg/s1600/haiti1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347500222872658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbl1c7Y_FI/AAAAAAAAA88/jwvmVUrkTLg/s320/haiti1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmQOa6o7I/AAAAAAAAA9k/VDgCO7Ef5k0/s1600/haiti6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347960185037746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmQOa6o7I/AAAAAAAAA9k/VDgCO7Ef5k0/s320/haiti6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even the palace, where the president lived, looked like a set from a movie about the end of the world. I can't imagine seeing our White House in such a condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnOrowbUI/AAAAAAAAA-k/dck902xQiNw/s1600/IMG_6896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514349033179606338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnOrowbUI/AAAAAAAAA-k/dck902xQiNw/s320/IMG_6896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnVMREXTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Y8ZjU55CNyw/s1600/IMG_6901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514349145017834802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnVMREXTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/Y8ZjU55CNyw/s320/IMG_6901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we continued through the city, I saw people washing themselves in the street with a bottle of water and a bar of soap. There were skinny dogs running around everywhere, looking for scraps. There were also goats, chickens and pigs wandering about, that didn't appear to belong to anyone in particular. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmEJu0QKI/AAAAAAAAA9U/_9Cfwc-JMMw/s1600/haiti5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347752767897762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmEJu0QKI/AAAAAAAAA9U/_9Cfwc-JMMw/s320/haiti5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some areas, the stench of waste and sewage was overwhelming. In others, I smelled fires burning, which were not for warmth or cooking, but for getting rid of garbage. There were piles of trash and all forms of waste everywhere. In the center of the city there is a huge area filled with plastic bottles, where it is burned, regularly filling the air with fumes and toxins. The surprising truth is that, with the exception of the rubble and building damage, Haiti was like this before the earthquake. It is the poorest country in the Western hemisphere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnBAZ0zTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/0md5bZtmbAk/s1600/IMG_6819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348798235954482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbnBAZ0zTI/AAAAAAAAA-U/0md5bZtmbAk/s320/IMG_6819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmLeWirfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/G4lTmSQqLIQ/s1600/haiti4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347878562311666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmLeWirfI/AAAAAAAAA9c/G4lTmSQqLIQ/s320/haiti4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbl_UZfYQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/H3tsWXuEBro/s1600/haiti3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514347669731893506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbl_UZfYQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/H3tsWXuEBro/s320/haiti3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other times, I would only smell the exhaust fumes from the many cars that seemed to all be in competition with each other on the broken road. In many places, the road was only one or two lanes, and getting through seemed to be a battle of wills among the drivers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbm50jlyvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Hqqed5PXqfU/s1600/IMG_6815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348674796604146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbm50jlyvI/AAAAAAAAA-M/Hqqed5PXqfU/s320/IMG_6815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrast to all the devastating sights was the most beautiful tangerine sunset. A reminder of God's grace, and His beautiful creation, amidst the mess (figurative and literal mess) that man has made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmoqoPbbI/AAAAAAAAA98/UENz4s8azNw/s1600/IMG_6795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348380073979314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmoqoPbbI/AAAAAAAAA98/UENz4s8azNw/s320/IMG_6795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the sun had set though, dark clouds filled the sky and droplets began to fall. As the rain and the night descended, the enviornment appeared even more dire. Even though the rain was a welcome break from the intense heat, many would not have shelter from it, and most who did have shelter had only a tent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night is the time when we go safely to the warmth and security of our homes, but these people do not have that luxury. Many gathered under tarps and prepared food to share. Mothers did what they could to shield their babies from the storm. But it remained a scene of chaos. After only minutes of rain, some parts of the road began to flood. It left me wondering what on earth will happen when monsoon season hits. It's just around the corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of names and gang signs tagged in graffiti on the walls, there were prayers and pleas; "Help Us." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmuvh1NSI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ITiuDoUKBeE/s1600/IMG_6804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514348484468487458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbmuvh1NSI/AAAAAAAAA-E/ITiuDoUKBeE/s320/IMG_6804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made it to our lodging location, a large school building where around 1,000 children used to study, until the earthquake. The building was unaffected by the disaster, but the children were not. They now study outside, because they are terrified to sit in a building all day, which as far as they know, could come toppling down at any moment. If over 200,000 people disappeared from my city in a day, I certainly wouldn't recover quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed to bed that night in sober state. Still excited for what was to come, but with heavy hearts from what we had already seen. I will never forget that day as long as I live. Don't worry though, things got much more hopeful as the week progressed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the rest of the Haiti journey:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/09/haiti-joy.html"&gt;The Joy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/10/work-that-we-did-in-haiti-was-at-school.html"&gt;The Work&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/10/haiti-hope.html"&gt;The Hope&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want stay in the grass with me? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2591772144486170815?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2591772144486170815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2591772144486170815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2591772144486170815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2591772144486170815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/haiti-heartbreak.html' title='Haiti: The Heartbreak'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TIbl6mdNH0I/AAAAAAAAA9E/dM9tREPch2E/s72-c/haiti2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8234278675715364656</id><published>2010-08-12T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T09:09:47.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><title type='text'>Gone to Haiti...</title><content type='html'>... be back the 21st. With undoubtedly lots of pictures and stories to share. I'd love it if you'd pray for my trip while I'm over there. Thank you and God bless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want stay in the grass with me? 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Spain Day 11: Valencia</title><content type='html'>I'm determined to finish my Spain series before I leave for Haiti. Because Lord knows I'll have a lot more pictures to share when I get back! If you're just tuning in and want to see more, you can go to &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/um-spain-day-9-and-10-tavernes.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, which has a list of the previous Spain posts. So here is our day in Valencia. I'm not going to narrate too much because we were mostly just exploring the beautiful city. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG3Ng9vzoI/AAAAAAAAA8k/0pB1XIZa9nc/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503881662438559362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG3Ng9vzoI/AAAAAAAAA8k/0pB1XIZa9nc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Arriving at the train station:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG29g4AxxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mOY64ySLP9g/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503881387536598802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG29g4AxxI/AAAAAAAAA8c/mOY64ySLP9g/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Bull Fighting Arena:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGirR5Ze3I/AAAAAAAAA4U/UGecCj4dgVo/s1600/IMG_5559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503859084045679474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGirR5Ze3I/AAAAAAAAA4U/UGecCj4dgVo/s320/IMG_5559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlfQuA_xI/AAAAAAAAA7s/untVi5O5ae4/s1600/IMG_5397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503862176105955090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlfQuA_xI/AAAAAAAAA7s/untVi5O5ae4/s320/IMG_5397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG22jOHWcI/AAAAAAAAA8U/C__ReQVenbQ/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503881267907090882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG22jOHWcI/AAAAAAAAA8U/C__ReQVenbQ/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlZ59lc9I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vaPHcOkd6ro/s1600/IMG_5409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503862084097897426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlZ59lc9I/AAAAAAAAA7k/vaPHcOkd6ro/s320/IMG_5409.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlUXUxr-I/AAAAAAAAA7c/LEnIuBKA9TQ/s1600/IMG_5417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503861988900581346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlUXUxr-I/AAAAAAAAA7c/LEnIuBKA9TQ/s320/IMG_5417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG2xg-ottI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ER993uulJAk/s1600/4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503881181405951698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG2xg-ottI/AAAAAAAAA8M/ER993uulJAk/s320/4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlH935llI/AAAAAAAAA7M/NYxfJGeclgQ/s1600/IMG_5434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503861775910147666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGlH935llI/AAAAAAAAA7M/NYxfJGeclgQ/s320/IMG_5434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Silk Exchange:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGk7BxJLBI/AAAAAAAAA7E/baiTyJtjR74/s1600/IMG_5436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503861553617251346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGk7BxJLBI/AAAAAAAAA7E/baiTyJtjR74/s320/IMG_5436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG2tGM1LMI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IdgavFN0MaA/s1600/5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503881105498254530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG2tGM1LMI/AAAAAAAAA8E/IdgavFN0MaA/s320/5.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG2oKcWO5I/AAAAAAAAA78/CxsE5jAGHAo/s1600/6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503881020737731474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG2oKcWO5I/AAAAAAAAA78/CxsE5jAGHAo/s320/6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGk0zVLsoI/AAAAAAAAA68/NA_ZxxNDf3k/s1600/IMG_5446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503861446662664834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGk0zVLsoI/AAAAAAAAA68/NA_ZxxNDf3k/s320/IMG_5446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkvx1RWPI/AAAAAAAAA60/C5T2vkjU7qE/s1600/IMG_5465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503861360361036018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkvx1RWPI/AAAAAAAAA60/C5T2vkjU7qE/s320/IMG_5465.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkpWar4kI/AAAAAAAAA6s/m06epR036I0/s1600/IMG_5469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503861249922556482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkpWar4kI/AAAAAAAAA6s/m06epR036I0/s320/IMG_5469.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkeF9K46I/AAAAAAAAA6k/0VUokJbn21Y/s1600/IMG_5495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503861056525231010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkeF9K46I/AAAAAAAAA6k/0VUokJbn21Y/s320/IMG_5495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkRv6tm4I/AAAAAAAAA6U/Mo0cp5eAitQ/s1600/IMG_5505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503860844450913154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkRv6tm4I/AAAAAAAAA6U/Mo0cp5eAitQ/s320/IMG_5505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkKOeDr1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/2FU30Q6cRrM/s1600/IMG_5507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503860715213270866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkKOeDr1I/AAAAAAAAA6M/2FU30Q6cRrM/s320/IMG_5507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkFJ_HutI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sURhqP7Z2FQ/s1600/IMG_5517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503860628110424786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGkFJ_HutI/AAAAAAAAA6E/sURhqP7Z2FQ/s320/IMG_5517.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGj4Q0HJ-I/AAAAAAAAA50/lBUE-zTvnfc/s1600/IMG_5520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503860406604998626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGj4Q0HJ-I/AAAAAAAAA50/lBUE-zTvnfc/s320/IMG_5520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjypL78pI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Ln7VMPxRF2k/s1600/IMG_5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503860310068163218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjypL78pI/AAAAAAAAA5s/Ln7VMPxRF2k/s320/IMG_5523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjs7yKl0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/0Z_cThR4SHU/s1600/IMG_5527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503860211981129538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjs7yKl0I/AAAAAAAAA5k/0Z_cThR4SHU/s320/IMG_5527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Valencia Cathedral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjlyhBNEI/AAAAAAAAA5c/a_jKxwm_xmk/s1600/IMG_5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503860089234207810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjlyhBNEI/AAAAAAAAA5c/a_jKxwm_xmk/s320/IMG_5529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjP1KlckI/AAAAAAAAA5E/jy6ZLA9ykdU/s1600/IMG_5532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503859711988298306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjP1KlckI/AAAAAAAAA5E/jy6ZLA9ykdU/s320/IMG_5532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A beautiful church:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGixWUQK2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/BEUcM9lla8c/s1600/IMG_5555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503859188311272290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGixWUQK2I/AAAAAAAAA4c/BEUcM9lla8c/s320/IMG_5555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjKIOsUpI/AAAAAAAAA48/6-oVnQUgRCk/s1600/IMG_5535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503859614026584722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjKIOsUpI/AAAAAAAAA48/6-oVnQUgRCk/s320/IMG_5535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjEfCydpI/AAAAAAAAA40/xuQbmiSJhoU/s1600/IMG_5537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503859517071455890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGjEfCydpI/AAAAAAAAA40/xuQbmiSJhoU/s320/IMG_5537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGi8w8E1uI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2dNRZKYwCbk/s1600/IMG_5545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503859384436184802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGi8w8E1uI/AAAAAAAAA4s/2dNRZKYwCbk/s320/IMG_5545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We saw a wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGi28Uw5SI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yzLc09IHxgY/s1600/IMG_5553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503859284413310242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGi28Uw5SI/AAAAAAAAA4k/yzLc09IHxgY/s320/IMG_5553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGHA7rTJ0NI/AAAAAAAAA8s/HObXFLPDESQ/s1600/IMG_5550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503892351091331282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGHA7rTJ0NI/AAAAAAAAA8s/HObXFLPDESQ/s320/IMG_5550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ciutat de les Arts i les Ciències:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(The City of Arts and Sciences)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGilrJh-hI/AAAAAAAAA4M/dSRPD81wTu4/s1600/IMG_5565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503858987745016338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGilrJh-hI/AAAAAAAAA4M/dSRPD81wTu4/s320/IMG_5565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGiXSTuQ1I/AAAAAAAAA38/a3TiZ7FgOJE/s1600/IMG_5578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503858740558709586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGiXSTuQ1I/AAAAAAAAA38/a3TiZ7FgOJE/s320/IMG_5578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGiQZtg9LI/AAAAAAAAA30/qK0QlPThp80/s1600/IMG_5581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503858622286853298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGiQZtg9LI/AAAAAAAAA30/qK0QlPThp80/s320/IMG_5581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGiJJw1hzI/AAAAAAAAA3s/n6rCOoqaJNs/s1600/IMG_5588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503858497746732850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGiJJw1hzI/AAAAAAAAA3s/n6rCOoqaJNs/s320/IMG_5588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beautiful sunset:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503858258225359874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGh7NefbAI/AAAAAAAAA3c/VOMOmRKbpWc/s320/IMG_5599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGh1dLzocI/AAAAAAAAA3U/z0aQo4OmNi4/s1600/IMG_5600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503858159362744770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGh1dLzocI/AAAAAAAAA3U/z0aQo4OmNi4/s320/IMG_5600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A park where Adriana played as a kid:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You get to climb all over Gulliver. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhvMp8pGI/AAAAAAAAA3M/x3Vojb8fuis/s1600/IMG_5602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503858051846546530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhvMp8pGI/AAAAAAAAA3M/x3Vojb8fuis/s320/IMG_5602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhnYIHXEI/AAAAAAAAA3E/5sFp9S3gvio/s1600/IMG_5603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503857917486914626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhnYIHXEI/AAAAAAAAA3E/5sFp9S3gvio/s320/IMG_5603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503857803393250002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhgvGEMtI/AAAAAAAAA28/1vLIyVAiuIM/s320/IMG_5604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhaqYkkgI/AAAAAAAAA20/S-zAZ7LfWXU/s1600/IMG_5607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503857699049476610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhaqYkkgI/AAAAAAAAA20/S-zAZ7LfWXU/s320/IMG_5607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day ended when we stumbled upon a water show outside this music hall:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhTuAqkxI/AAAAAAAAA2s/0Jvox6BYSi8/s1600/IMG_5613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503857579763864338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGGhTuAqkxI/AAAAAAAAA2s/0Jvox6BYSi8/s320/IMG_5613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we took the train back to Tavernes and had some snacks with her family (her aunt could never stop feeding us) and then hit the hay. 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Spain Day 11: Valencia'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TGG3Ng9vzoI/AAAAAAAAA8k/0pB1XIZa9nc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2045348130130584491</id><published>2010-08-06T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T11:56:14.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Dangerous Minds</title><content type='html'>My life is a movie. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0112792/"&gt;Dangerous Minds&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TFoG5wUFs9I/AAAAAAAAA2k/_vryjV-e6Gc/s1600/dm.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501717484077954002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TFoG5wUFs9I/AAAAAAAAA2k/_vryjV-e6Gc/s320/dm.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... so, in my dreams am I as beautiful as Michelle Pfieffer, or as creative and awesome as Louanne, her character in the film. But you get the idea. Unless you haven't seen the movie (which you should.) In which case I offer: The Freedom Writers. Take The Lead. Stand And Deliver. Mean Girls. Oh wait, that last one slipped in there, it doesn't belong. I'm talking about movies where inner city kids learn a valuable lesson from an adult in their lives, and that adult learns something from them in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rarely write about my job, because I have a confidentiality contract with the kids I work with, (as a residential counselor at a group home) and the line between sharing about my life and sharing too much about theirs can be blurry. But, I believe I have the right to free speech, and as long as I'm not sharing specific details or identifying facts about my clients, I should be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, through your keen observations skills, I live in a small town. But every day, I drive over the hill to a city. It's no metropolis, but it's a city for sure. I work with teenage girls who grew up in that city. Some days I look at them in the rearview mirror of the van I drive them around in, see their hair piled high on their heads, their penciled in eyebrows and lips, the tattoos that no one stopped them from getting even though they're underage, and it's just another small reminder of how different their world is from mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They grew up surrounded by poverty, crime, and gang violence. It's what they know. They've seen it all, and they are tough. On the outside anyway. Getting through the tough exterior and breaking down the walls they've built to protect themselves is the most difficult and most rewarding part of my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the part of the movie where the toughest kid in the class breaks down in tears. The scene where the class clown, who's always telling jokes to mask his insecurity, opens up about the past. It's the end of the movie, when the kids acknowledge that their teacher/coach/mentor/counselor has actually helped them, and then they go on to have successful lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My movie doesn't always end like that. The story just as often ends in tragedy... I find out after graduating our program, the girl has gotten back into drugs and ended up incarcerated. Or there is an anticlimactic turn of events... I show up to work and one of the girls is just gone. A runaway. Or the kids just move on and the story ends in mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the moments, and sometimes days, when I'm sure that I've affected these girls in a positive way, or that the program has changed them for the better... The days when they open up to me, cry on my shoulder, ask for a hug... Or when I pick them up from school and they can't wait to tell me some good news - about their friends, their grades, anything. The moments when I catch glimpses of the childhoods they missed. Those are the days that keep me going. That's when I believe in happy endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want stay in the grass with me? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2045348130130584491?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2045348130130584491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2045348130130584491' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2045348130130584491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2045348130130584491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/08/dangerous-minds.html' title='Dangerous Minds'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TFoG5wUFs9I/AAAAAAAAA2k/_vryjV-e6Gc/s72-c/dm.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6949836599570044140</id><published>2010-07-30T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T18:07:12.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>And The Winners Are...</title><content type='html'>Thank you sooo much to everyone who entered my raffles and donated to my Haiti trip!! You are so appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further ado, here are the winners of the raffles:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Makeover from &lt;a href="http://laurajanedesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura Jane Designs&lt;/a&gt;: Megan from &lt;a href="http://meganslovedare.blogspot.com/"&gt;It's A Love Dare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Makeover from &lt;a href="http://creativecreationsbycristin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Creative Creations By Cristin&lt;/a&gt;: Kristina from &lt;a href="http://katynikitachurchill.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Churchill Family and Life as We Know It&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$25 Gift Certificate from &lt;a href="http://www.obdforkids.blogspot.com/"&gt;October Belle Designs&lt;/a&gt;: Julie from &lt;a href="http://www.dutchbeingme.com/"&gt;Dutch Being Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog Makeover from &lt;a href="http://www.pennylanedesigns.net/"&gt;Penny Lane Designs&lt;/a&gt;: Tami from &lt;a href="http://www.thismomsdelight.com/"&gt;This Mom's Delight&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winners were selcted using a random number generator. I will contact all of you shortly to make sure you are in contact with the appropriate designer. Congratulations! Thank you again to all who entered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6949836599570044140?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6949836599570044140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6949836599570044140' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6949836599570044140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6949836599570044140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/and-winners-are.html' title='And The Winners Are...'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2283470406150669938</id><published>2010-07-28T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:17:49.881-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ProBlogger Challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Memory Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Blog-iversary is coming up, on August 19th. 2 years! But, I'll be in Haiti helping the earthquake victims, and therefore not able to have a virtual party. (Incidentally, the raffles for that cause are still open, please see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/putting-fun-in-fundraising.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to help out and enter to win big!) So... in celebration of my 2 years of blogging, I'm now going to reminisce on some of my favorite moments in my blogging history. (It conveniently intercedes with an assignment from 31 DBBB.) Join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started blogging because I moved from California to Oregon and wanted to keep my friends and family updated on my life. Recently, due to some human and divine inspiration, my blog has taken a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/ministry-of-writing.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;different direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the early blogging days, though, I wrote about such things as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2008/10/me-vs-dryer.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my battle with the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; in my new apartment, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2008/12/snow.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my first snowy winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, and my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/02/i-heart-modern-technology.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dependence on technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I also shared a lot of the details of life in a new city, which aren't all that exciting to read two years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did start writing a bit about my faith that year... what it taught me about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2008/09/acceptance-and-rejection.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;acceptance and rejection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/06/precious-love.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;extravagance of God's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, as well as His &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2008/10/bible-is-hilarious.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sense of humor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Those posts were the most meaningful to me, and they are part of how I discovered this blogging stuff was much more than I originally thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More recently, I haven't ceased to include fun and silly posts. I've blogged about my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/um-spain-day-9-and-10-tavernes.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trip to Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; last summer, my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/best-friend.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, and the qualities I look for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/152-insights-into-my-soul.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. I've also told my readers about some of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/my-favorite-places.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;favorite places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, some of my thoughts on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/vulnerability.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;vulnerability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, and 10 of my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/10-of-my-secrets-to-working-with.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;secrets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to working with troubled teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been sharing about my faith journey in a series called Story of My Life, starting with my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-roots.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;roots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, then my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-salvation.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; story, and a bit about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-answered-prayer.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;answered prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging has been a journey, and I can't wait to see what the future holds. Just looking back through my posts for the purpose of writing this one was a lot of fun. It changes as much as I do, if not more, but it also keeps record of all the lessons I learn along the way. Happy early Blogiversary to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2283470406150669938?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2283470406150669938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2283470406150669938' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2283470406150669938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2283470406150669938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/memory-lane.html' title='Memory Lane'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6425988847367843435</id><published>2010-07-25T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T18:34:19.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ProBlogger Challenge'/><title type='text'>Sugar, Sunshine, and Link Love</title><content type='html'>Today's 31 DBBB challenge happened to coincide well with something I've been needing to post for awhile... maybe it's cheating but who's gonna stop me? ;) I (relatively) recently received two blog awards from two fabulous bloggers! And since today's 31 DBBB challenge is to link some great blogs, I'm gonna kill two birds with one stone. Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theblogfrog.com/757946/forum/39640/roll-call-for-the-problogger-summer-challenge-here.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.thesitsgirls.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/sits_problogger_banners_badge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Over a month ago now the delightful &lt;a href="http://sippycupmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sippy Cup Mom&lt;/a&gt; gave me the &lt;a href="http://sippycupmom.blogspot.com/2010_06_01_archive.html"&gt;Sugar Doll Award&lt;/a&gt;! How cute is that name for a blog award?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TE0Fc35zQZI/AAAAAAAAA2M/05Ux-8o5LjE/s1600/SugarDollAward.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498056713690104210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TE0Fc35zQZI/AAAAAAAAA2M/05Ux-8o5LjE/s320/SugarDollAward.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm supposed to: thank the person who gave me the award, share 10 things about myself, and pass along the award to 10 other worthy bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first, 10 things about me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I love to sing. Preferably loudly, in the car.&lt;br /&gt;2. The toilet paper &lt;em&gt;has&lt;/em&gt; to pull from the top, not the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a helpless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have very long thumbs. Like, kind of freakish when you pay close attention.&lt;br /&gt;5. In 8th grade, my closet door was covered in pictures of Matt Damon.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm a picky eater.&lt;br /&gt;7. I've been to 12 countries. (13 next month!)&lt;br /&gt;8. If I were a crayon, I'd be periwinkle.&lt;br /&gt;9. I think birds of prey are the coolest.&lt;br /&gt;10. I'm super excited to be a mom someday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now I shall pass the award to some bloggy friends upon whom, were I ever to use the expression "Sugar Doll," I would bestow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Melissa at &lt;a href="http://mieletlait.com/"&gt;Miel et Lait&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Julie at &lt;a href="http://www.dutchbeingme.com/"&gt;Dutch Being Me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Lindsey at &lt;a href="http://www.anewlifehartz.blogspot.com/"&gt;A New Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Holley at &lt;a href="http://holley.dayspring.com/"&gt;Heart to Heart with Holley&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sarah Mae at &lt;a href="http://www.likeawarmcupofcoffee.com/home/"&gt;Like a Warm Cup Of Coffee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Jessica at &lt;a href="http://www.mutheringheights.com/"&gt;Muthering Heights&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Laura Jane at &lt;a href="http://www.callmelaurajane.com/"&gt;Call Me Laura Jane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Cristin at &lt;a href="http://thedomesticatedsavages.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Domestic Savages&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Mirinda at &lt;a href="http://www.obdforkids.blogspot.com/"&gt;October Belle Designs for Kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Marina at &lt;a href="http://www.pennylanedesignsblog.net/"&gt;Penny Lane Designs Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Sippy Cup Mom! You are so appreciated! (Especially for all your twitter love.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And much more recently, the lovely Natalie of &lt;a href="http://natalielovesjim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blonde at Heart&lt;/a&gt; gave me the &lt;a href="http://natalielovesjim.blogspot.com/2010/07/ray-of-sunshine-in-my-day.html"&gt;Sunshine Award&lt;/a&gt;! Thank you Natalie!! The rules for this one are to pass on the Sunshine award to 12 other blogs whose positivity and creativity inspire others in the blog world. So for this one I'm going to share some love with other participants of the 31 DBBB challenge that I've discovered this week. I think they're pretty special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rediscoveringdomesticity.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498378804482988722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TE4qZBm-2rI/AAAAAAAAA2c/nQXHZQ6CPxs/s320/award_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1. &lt;a href="http://rediscoveringdomesticity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rediscovering Domesticity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://melainarae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Seeing God In It All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://coloringoutsidetheline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Crayon Wrangler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://geekgirlwife.com/"&gt;Geek. Girl. Wife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://colleeniescouch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Colleenie's Couch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://www.bethanyanna.com/"&gt;New Heart, New Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://www.snotw.com/"&gt;Scientific Nature of the Whammy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://chickadeeprints.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chickadee Prints&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://drapes2my20s.com/"&gt;Exposing the Drapes to My 20's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://travelwiththemagic.com/blog.html/"&gt;Travel with the Magic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://www.reallifewithkids.com/"&gt;Real Life with Kids&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://www.thismomsdelight.com/"&gt;This Mom's Delight&lt;/a&gt; (she's not actually doing 31 DBBB but she's just delightful)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now go visit those lovely bloggers, and be sure to share the love! And then, be sure to check out the &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/putting-fun-in-fundraising.html"&gt;raffles&lt;/a&gt; going on over here if you haven't already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6425988847367843435?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6425988847367843435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6425988847367843435' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6425988847367843435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6425988847367843435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/sugar-sunshine-and-link-love.html' title='Sugar, Sunshine, and Link Love'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TE0Fc35zQZI/AAAAAAAAA2M/05Ux-8o5LjE/s72-c/SugarDollAward.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8223235325729517674</id><published>2010-07-22T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:09:26.353-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Raffle: Penny Lane Designs</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Haiti Trip Fundraising Week 2! If you would like to know about the trip to Haiti that I'm raising funds for, or need a detailed explanation of how this raffle works, see &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/putting-fun-in-fundraising.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. There will be a link back to this post so you won't get lost. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want the long-winded version, here's the short: For every $1 you donate to my Haiti trip, you get one entry toward the prize below. Then just leave a comment saying you donated. That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is a total blog makeover from &lt;a href="http://www.pennylanedesigns.net/"&gt;Penny Lane Designs&lt;/a&gt;! Marina at Penny Lane Designs is the amazing designer who beautified my blog! I can't even tell you how much I love her designs. And she truly translated exactly what I imagined and created something even better! Go check out her other amazing designs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pennylanedesigns.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll261/mrs0930/pld_adbutton125_border.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The makeover includes a Custom Blog Design (Background and Header, Matching Text and Links) with 6 Sidebar Items and a Post Signature, worth $100! This is truly a steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marina designs for Blogger blogs only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter just click &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip%C2%A4cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or on the "Donate" box on the top right and then leave your comment. This giveaway is open until 12:00 pm on Friday, July 30th. The winner will be announced that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8223235325729517674?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8223235325729517674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8223235325729517674' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8223235325729517674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8223235325729517674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-penny-lane-designs.html' title='Raffle: Penny Lane Designs'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3442922678568527183</id><published>2010-07-21T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:58:50.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>10 Of My Secrets To Working With Troubled Teens</title><content type='html'>In case you're new here, or didn't know, I work with adolescent girls with mental health and substance abuse issues. Yes, it's hard (to answer your unasked question.) Some days are downright exhausting. But I love it. Why? Because I make connections with girls who have had extremely difficult lives. It gets me through each day knowing that I'm one of the few positive influences in their lives. And hopefully, some days, I make a difference. :) But getting teenagers to like you (and therefore listen to you) can be tricky. So here are some tips for those who work with (or live with) teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Show no fear. I'm not kidding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If you are dealing with your average variety of teenager, this may not be an issue. But many kids who grew up on the streets, in poverty, or in abusive homes, have learned how to be intimidating. And they are like bees, they can smell fear. So even if you are terrified on the inside, find a way to put your game face on. Because a child cannot trust an adult who is afraid of them. Could you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do not take things personally.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They are giant balls of hormones, they can't help themselves. Mood swings just come with the territory. If they feel like they're hurting your feelings all the time, they will feel guilty. And their emotional maturity level does not process guilt well, so it generally just turns into an even worse attitude. Just remind yourself it's not you, it's them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pick your battles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Stick to your guns when it comes to important stuff that involves their health, safety, and growth as a human being. The fact that they never remember to replace the toilet paper or they always pop their gum may not be worth an enormous power struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use humor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I find sarcasm works especially well, due to the generally cynical nature of teens. This one perfectly follows #2 and #3, and here's why - if they do something that annoys/offends/upsets you, but it's in the category of "not worth the battle" - make a joke! Humor can take them out of their funk and make you both feel better. You can even make fun of them! (As long as you are actually kidding, and they know it.) I do it all the time. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be empathic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Remember when you were a teenager and you thought no one in the world had ever or would ever feel the way you did? A little understanding goes a long way. Especially when you're trying to get them to do something, and they are frustrated and defiant. Try saying "You feel ____ because ____." Let that soak in. Maybe talk about it a bit. There's a good chance they'll be more receptive when they feel heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be consistent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Do what you said you were going to do. Follow through. It sounds simple, but it can actually be challenging. Do it anyway. It's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Communicate. Be honest.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Teenagers sometimes seem like aliens, but they are human. Tell them how you are feeling, without blaming. "I feel ___ when you ___." These sentences sound dorky in theory but they are helpful when you really just want to yell and accuse. (As we all do sometimes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Accept them where they're at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; They may go through as many phases as pairs of shoes, but this is all a part of the adolescent process. One of the greatest things you can do for them is just go with it. Accept it without judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Give them space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A) When they are upset, let them know that you are there to listen when they're ready to talk, and then walk away. Check in periodically to make sure they know you're around, but don't hover. B) When you want something from them, tell them once. Give them a time frame to do whatever it is, and a simple, related consequence if it doesn't get done. Then leave them alone. One reminder right before the time is up could be in order. But don't nag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be you. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While they're trying to figure out who they are, it helps to see adults who are comfortable in their own skin. When I first started working with teens, I tried to be cool, so they would like me. They saw right through it. Now, when I go to work every day, I'm just me. Silly, nerdy, uncool. They wouldn't admit it to my face, (or to yours) but I can tell that they respect me for being who I am. And it's a firsthand lesson on how freeing it is not to try to be someone you're not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that wasn't too preachy. I'm glad I made this list so I can look back at it and remind myself on hard days. And perhaps I will add more later... hope it was helpful to someone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3442922678568527183?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3442922678568527183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3442922678568527183' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3442922678568527183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3442922678568527183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/10-of-my-secrets-to-working-with.html' title='10 Of My Secrets To Working With Troubled Teens'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-4185308231139587912</id><published>2010-07-21T16:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:11:34.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Raffle: October Belle Designs</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Haiti Trip Fundraising Week 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to know about the trip to Haiti that I'm raising funds for, or need a detailed explanation of how this raffle works, see &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/putting-fun-in-fundraising.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. There will be a link back to this post so you won't get lost. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want the long-winded version, here's the short: For every $1 you donate to my Haiti trip, you get one entry toward the prize below. Then just leave a comment saying you donated. That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is a &lt;strong&gt;$25 gift certificate&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.obdforkids.blogspot.com/"&gt;October Belle Designs For Kids&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://obdforkids.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i601.photobucket.com/albums/tt94/memoriesbydesign/BlogButton.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirinda from October Belle Designs creates beautiful paintings for kids' rooms. Here are some examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeHvBb2ytI/AAAAAAAAA1s/3q_OjH--7C4/s1600/octbel"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496511112137853650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeHvBb2ytI/AAAAAAAAA1s/3q_OjH--7C4/s320/octbel" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeHodV8cJI/AAAAAAAAA1k/GQqS8nFHjuY/s1600/octbe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496510999370166418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeHodV8cJI/AAAAAAAAA1k/GQqS8nFHjuY/s320/octbe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeIIQnWrHI/AAAAAAAAA2E/bB-6yKPQatc/s1600/octbelle"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496511545709341810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeIIQnWrHI/AAAAAAAAA2E/bB-6yKPQatc/s320/octbelle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeH034pyqI/AAAAAAAAA10/4d9wL_dhRu0/s1600/octbell"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496511212653496994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeH034pyqI/AAAAAAAAA10/4d9wL_dhRu0/s320/octbell" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeHiuB-dHI/AAAAAAAAA1c/B2Pz3XMbMj0/s1600/octb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496510900770600050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeHiuB-dHI/AAAAAAAAA1c/B2Pz3XMbMj0/s320/octb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter to win one for your son or daughter, niece, nephew, grandchild, or friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To enter just click &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip%C2%A4cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or on the "Donate" box on the top right and then leave your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: This giveaway is open until 12:00 pm on Friday, July 30th. The winner will be announced that afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-4185308231139587912?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/4185308231139587912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=4185308231139587912' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4185308231139587912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4185308231139587912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-october-belle-designs.html' title='Raffle: October Belle Designs'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEeHvBb2ytI/AAAAAAAAA1s/3q_OjH--7C4/s72-c/octbel' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3590014426918586293</id><published>2010-07-20T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T18:59:34.950-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ProBlogger Challenge'/><title type='text'>ProBlogger Challenge</title><content type='html'>Just to make my life more complicated (and fun!), in the midst of all this fundraising, I'm also joining The &lt;a href="http://www.thesitsgirls.com/"&gt;SITS Girls&lt;/a&gt; in the &lt;a href="http://www.thesitsgirls.com/2010/07/problogger-challenge/"&gt;ProBlogger Challenge&lt;/a&gt;, and will be trying all kinds of new blog-related things in the next 31 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theblogfrog.com/757946/forum/39640/roll-call-for-the-problogger-summer-challenge-here.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.thesitsgirls.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/sits_problogger_banners_badge.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The first challenge (as of yesterday, because naturally I'm one day behind) was to create an Elevator Pitch, which is a description of your blog that could be stated to another person during the course of an elevator ride. So here's mine: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A single girl in a small town loving a big God with her whole heart. Living the adventure of walking by faith, learning from mistakes, meeting people where they're at, and loving them like crazy. Kick off your shoes and sit in the grass with me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Like it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If you're visiting from the challenge, please check out how you could win a blog makeover &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-laura-jane-designs.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-creative-creations-by-cristin.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3590014426918586293?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3590014426918586293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3590014426918586293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3590014426918586293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3590014426918586293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/problogger-challenge.html' title='ProBlogger Challenge'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-7310956746084796237</id><published>2010-07-20T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:12:23.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Raffle: Creative Creations By Cristin</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Haiti Trip Fundraising Week 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to know about the trip to Haiti that I'm raising funds for, or need a detailed explanation of how this raffle works, see &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/putting-fun-in-fundraising.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. There will be a link back to this post so you won't get lost. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want the long-winded version, here's the short: For every $1 you donate to my Haiti trip, you get one entry toward the prize below. Then just leave a comment saying you donated. That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;total blog makeover&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;a href="http://creativecreationsbycristin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Creative Creations By Cristin&lt;/a&gt;! The makeover includes a Header, Sidebar Headers, Custom Navigation Bar, Custom Sidebar Header Graphics, Blog Button and Code, Custom Signature, and a Custom Background, worth $41!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out Cristin's page and see her lovely designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativecreationsbycristin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496168319777146658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEZP94YShyI/AAAAAAAAA1U/8l5qx9x1LWg/s320/ccbutton.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristin designs for Blogger blogs only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter just click &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip%C2%A4cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or on the "Donate" box on the top right and then leave your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: This giveaway is open until 12:00 pm on Friday, July 30th. The winner will be announced that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-7310956746084796237?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/7310956746084796237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=7310956746084796237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/7310956746084796237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/7310956746084796237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-creative-creations-by-cristin.html' title='Raffle: Creative Creations By Cristin'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TEZP94YShyI/AAAAAAAAA1U/8l5qx9x1LWg/s72-c/ccbutton.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3305074704409640988</id><published>2010-07-19T17:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T20:13:26.926-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Raffle: Laura Jane Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to Haiti Trip Fundraising Week 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to know about the trip to Haiti that I'm raising funds for, or need a detailed explanation of how this raffle works, see &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/putting-fun-in-fundraising.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. There will be a link back to this post so you won't get lost. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want the long-winded version, here's the short: For every $1 you donate to my Haiti trip, you get one entry toward the prize below. Then just leave a comment saying you donated. That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner of this raffle will receive a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;full blog makeover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from &lt;a href="http://laurajanedesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura Jane Designs&lt;/a&gt;! Laura Jane creates truly beautiful blog designs. Whether you'd like a fun, funky scrapbook-y look, or are going for simple and clean with a touch of personality, Laura Jane can do it! Go check them out for yourself. I'll wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://laurajanedesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i777.photobucket.com/albums/yy60/LauraJaneDesigns/27135c4c.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you love them? Yeah, that's what I thought. Here's what Laura Jane is offering to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tulip Package, worth $35, which includes: Custom Header &amp;amp; Background, Blog Button &amp;amp; Grab Box, Installation of wide 3-Column Layout, Post Divider &amp;amp; Signature, 5 Sidebar Titles, and a Navigation Menu Bar. A pretty great deal! (Especially you're getting it almost for free!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Jane will not be able to start on your blog design until August 5th, but by the time I select a winner next week, that won't be too far away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To enter just click &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip%C2%A4cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or on the "Donate" box on the top right and then leave your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: This giveaway is open until 12:00 pm on Friday, July 30th. The winner will be announced that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3305074704409640988?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3305074704409640988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3305074704409640988' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3305074704409640988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3305074704409640988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-laura-jane-designs.html' title='Raffle: Laura Jane Designs'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5615169357051982265</id><published>2010-07-19T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T18:59:19.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Putting The Fun In Fundraising</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone! Welcome to week 2 of Putting The Fun In Fundraising! Well... I just named it that right now, but it's not bad, right? In case you're new here, read this blurb about why I'm fundraising, and those who already know can skip the next paragraph. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; – 21st I’ll be going to Haiti with a missions team, through an international organization called &lt;a href="http://www.prayingpelicanmissions.org/"&gt;Praying Pelican Missions&lt;/a&gt;. We will not only be sharing the love of Jesus with a hurting people group, but also helping in the relief effort dealing with the devastation left by the January earthquake. We will be working in schools, churches, and orphanages. I can’t wait to be a part of God’s work in Haiti! My trip costs $600, plus over $700 for a plane ticket(!) and a suggested donation of $300 for supplies. I've raised some of that total, but have a ways to go. (And if I raise extra, it will all be donated to the cause.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... my last fundraising effort on my blog did not go exactly as I had hoped. A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of people entered, and that was awesome and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; appreciated, but few donated. If everyone who entered the giveaways that week had donated $1, I would have raised over $220. And if I had been given $1 for every entry total, I would have raised almost $350! Which, needless to say, would have helped a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time we're doing a raffle, and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;way to enter is to donate $1 to my Haiti trip (through Pay Pal - very secure!) Every extra dollar donated adds an extra entry to the raffle that you've commented on. If you donate $5, you get 1 entry in each of the 4 giveaways, in addition to 5 entries to the one you commented on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that explanation was not too complicated. Basically, just click &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip%C2%A4cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or on the "Donate" box on the top right, give $1 (or more if you choose), and leave a comment saying you did. (Just one comment is good!) If you're not a blogger, leave your contact information too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the raffles ends at 12:00 pm  Pacific Time Friday, July 30th. The winner of each raffle will be announced that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will put the links in this post as I add the raffles so you can read the instructions and then go back and check out each raffle. There are 3 fabulous blog designers, and one lovely home decorating designer involved in these raffles! Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 - &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-laura-jane-designs.html"&gt;Laura Jane Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 - &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-creative-creations-by-cristin.html"&gt;Creative Creations By Cristin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-october-belle-designs.html"&gt;October Belle Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 - &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/raffle-penny-lane-designs.html"&gt;Penny Lane Designs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5615169357051982265?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5615169357051982265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5615169357051982265' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5615169357051982265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5615169357051982265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/putting-fun-in-fundraising.html' title='Putting The Fun In Fundraising'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3299975008013004996</id><published>2010-07-16T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T19:00:29.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vulnerability</title><content type='html'>I have been a lazy blogger lately. I think the "honeymoon phase" has ended, and some days blogging, and social networking in general, feels like a chore. However, God has been convicting my heart about this. First of all, I already have several posts written on paper that I've just been too "lazy" to transfer to the screen. You know what it really is, though? Fear of being vulerable. And in the last week, I have been gently but not so subtly reminded that I need to let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently reading an amazing book called &lt;em&gt;Strong Women, Soft Hearts&lt;/em&gt;, by Paula Rinheart. Here's what she says about vulnerability:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The word literally means 'able to be wounded.' To be vulnerable is to voluntarily place yourself, for the sake of a larger purpose, in a situation that could bring you pain. You see something at stake... and you are willing to risk your heart in a vulnerable way."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula goes on to say that writing is a great place to start. She quotes Nicole Johnson: "How else can we learn about ourselves if not by forcing our hands to tell the truth about our hearts?"&lt;br /&gt;And C.S. Lewis: "Whenever you are fed up with life; start writing: ink is the great cure for all human ills, as I have found out long ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing has always come easily to me. &lt;em&gt;Sharing&lt;/em&gt;, on the other hand, not so much. I am an introvert. I may be described as quiet, and shy. My close friends and family members know that I can talk your ear off when I get rolling, but I require a certain kind of safe space to feel comfortable enough to do so. The more public my blog becomes (which is intentional, don't get me wrong), the more nervous I feel about sharing my heart. And the more compelled I feel to do so. It's quite an inner battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paula hits it right on the head though, asking: "How much of your real life - your story - have you shared with people you care about? How often have you taken the risk to share your heart, to let yourself be known?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The strength of vulnerability... that paradoxical place where you discover the strength God has placed in you by actually risking the pain you would normally run from... You step into the difficult place and find you are not blown away... You say the words you need to say. In these kinds of moments you can almost feel your soul expand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, if that wasn't enough to convict me, I just started Beth Moore's Esther study, and here are her words that spoke right to my soul:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One of the most important parts of fulfilling our destiny will be &lt;strong&gt;transparency&lt;/strong&gt;." Ok Lord, I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I promise to get real and vulnerable with you real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before I do that, next week I'll be hosting another week of giveaways! (Actually more like raffles to raise funds for my Haiti trip - but still exciting.) 4 chances to win a blog makeover, and one raffle involving home decoration. Come back and check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3299975008013004996?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3299975008013004996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3299975008013004996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3299975008013004996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3299975008013004996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/vulnerability.html' title='Vulnerability'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3719993008488741236</id><published>2010-07-06T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T18:31:40.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><title type='text'>A Glimpse Of Heaven</title><content type='html'>The smell of the Redwood trees, campfires and sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of the birds chirping, the creek flowing, children laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feel of the sunshine on my face, the breeze in my hair, the ice cold stream on my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The taste of pure water after a hike, meals made on a portable stove, roasted marshmellows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view of the mountains, meadows, streams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the place where magic lives in the trees; where memories are stored behind each boulder; where promise whispers in the wind. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where I can get perspective, and at the same time let my imagination run wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place that feels like home, but offers endless opportunites for adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place where families and friends gather for games or stories around the campfire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this place, I look out at snow-capped mountains while soaking in a pool of hot water that came bubbling right out of the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this place, my dogs run happily with their long, pink tongues hanging out the sides of their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this place, my mind and body feel more alive, and yet at rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this place, my soul feels closer to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This place is one of my favorites in the world. An escape, a getaway, a refuge. A glimpse of heaven.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grover Hot Springs, California&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3719993008488741236?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3719993008488741236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3719993008488741236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3719993008488741236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3719993008488741236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/07/glimpse-of-heaven.html' title='A Glimpse Of Heaven'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3476746445340376784</id><published>2010-06-29T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T08:04:35.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the Proverbial Office</title><content type='html'>Hello lovely followers! I just wanted to let you all know that I'll be gone for the rest of the week, in a place where I have no access to phones or computers. Unfortunately I'm not savvy enough to know how to get my blog to update itself, so I'll be missing for the next few days.  I'm going to one of my favorite places in the world, Grover Hot Springs, California, for some good old fashioned tent camping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TCoKvlDXtyI/AAAAAAAAA1M/rV3X7weicnI/s1600/ghs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488210908420749090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TCoKvlDXtyI/AAAAAAAAA1M/rV3X7weicnI/s320/ghs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back, I'll be sure to have a lot of great stuff for you guys, because I'll have lots of writing time in the great outdoors! (Plus there are some more giveaways in the works.) Don't miss me too much. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3476746445340376784?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3476746445340376784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3476746445340376784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3476746445340376784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3476746445340376784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/out-of-proverbial-office.html' title='Out of the Proverbial Office'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TCoKvlDXtyI/AAAAAAAAA1M/rV3X7weicnI/s72-c/ghs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-194234824647361138</id><published>2010-06-24T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T19:02:11.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writer&apos;s Workshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='On Being Single'/><title type='text'>152 Insights Into My Soul</title><content type='html'>Ok... it's really just 50. The post title is actually from a movie. Can you name it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Mama's Losin' It" src="http://i913.photobucket.com/albums/ac331/mamakatslosinit/poodle4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So... I've never made a list like this because for some reason I felt like it would jinx me or something. Plus I don't want to be one of those girls who is single her whole life because she has a list of a zillion requirements that he can't possibly fulfill. I don't want to be the girl who refuses to date a man who drinks out of a straw. (Seriously, I saw that girl on Oprah.) But &lt;a href="http://www.mamakatslosinit.com/"&gt;Mama Kat&lt;/a&gt; has issued the following writing assignment, so I'm accepting it. And yes, she asked specifically for 50. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;50 Things I Look For In A Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. He loves Jesus&lt;br /&gt;2. He cares about people&lt;br /&gt;3. He makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;4. He thinks I'm funny&lt;br /&gt;5. He's smarter than I am&lt;br /&gt;6. He makes me feel smart&lt;br /&gt;7. He's good with kids&lt;br /&gt;8. He loves music&lt;br /&gt;9. He's creative&lt;br /&gt;10. He's outgoing (to balance me out)&lt;br /&gt;11. He's honest&lt;br /&gt;12. He's tolerant of all people&lt;br /&gt;13. He accepts people (especially me) as they are&lt;br /&gt;14. He's trustworthy&lt;br /&gt;15. He cares about family&lt;br /&gt;16. He's adventurous&lt;br /&gt;17. He puts faith first&lt;br /&gt;18. He knows how to be a leader&lt;br /&gt;19. He's attractive! (To me)&lt;br /&gt;20. He's attracted to me&lt;br /&gt;21. He knows how to apologize&lt;br /&gt;22. He knows how to forgive&lt;br /&gt;23. He can communicate his feelings&lt;br /&gt;24. He wants to be a father&lt;br /&gt;25. He has Godly wisdom&lt;br /&gt;26. He has a silly side&lt;br /&gt;27. He's fun to be with&lt;br /&gt;28. He's romantic&lt;br /&gt;29. He's confident&lt;br /&gt;30. He's humble&lt;br /&gt;31. He's passionate&lt;br /&gt;32. He's strong&lt;br /&gt;33. He knows what he wants&lt;br /&gt;34. We have chemistry&lt;br /&gt;35. He has strong values&lt;br /&gt;36. He's spiritual&lt;br /&gt;37. He's generous&lt;br /&gt;38. He can hold me accountable&lt;br /&gt;39. He's compassionate&lt;br /&gt;40. He's educated&lt;br /&gt;41. He works hard&lt;br /&gt;42. He plays hard&lt;br /&gt;43. He can be spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;44. He's good with his money (because one of us should be!)&lt;br /&gt;45. He's respectful&lt;br /&gt;46. He's sweet&lt;br /&gt;47. He loves animals (or at least dogs!)&lt;br /&gt;48. He seeks God's will for His life&lt;br /&gt;49. He's flawed&lt;br /&gt;50. He's perfect! For me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet him! And no, I did not jinx myself, and I'm not the girl with the 10 mile list of requirements. I'm waiting patiently for the right man, the one that God created for me (and me for him). And I'm not settling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please don't forget to check out how you can help send me to Haiti by buying Mary Kay products! The &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/how-to-be-my-hero-and-get-some-fun.html"&gt;fundraiser&lt;/a&gt; ends tomorrow (Friday, June 25th.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-194234824647361138?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/194234824647361138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=194234824647361138' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/194234824647361138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/194234824647361138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/152-insights-into-my-soul.html' title='152 Insights Into My Soul'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6817056895655737319</id><published>2010-06-22T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:08:27.796-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Networking'/><title type='text'>The A-List</title><content type='html'>Hello all! Just got back from a fabulous weekend in wine country with my girlfriends, for my friend Mollie's beautiful wedding. Hopefully I'll be able to share pictures at some point, but my camera is being repaired, so the picture-taking didn't quite go as planned. :( It was amazing though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... one of my favorite blog friends Melissa, at &lt;a href="http://mieletlait.com/"&gt;Miel et Lait&lt;/a&gt;, has paired up with Gigi from &lt;a href="http://www.kludgymom.com/"&gt;Kludgy Mom&lt;/a&gt; to create a new networking site for blogger's called &lt;a href="http://thebloggersconcierge.com/"&gt;The Blogger's Concierge&lt;/a&gt;. They are putting on an &lt;a href="http://thebloggersconcierge.com/?p=116"&gt;A List Affair&lt;/a&gt;, and I want to be part of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebloggersconcierge.com/"&gt;&lt;href="http: target="”_blank”"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v161/gigi927/TBCbadgeRC125x125.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'm supposed to share a bit about my blog... Well, I started blogging in August of 2008 to keep my friends and family in California updated while I was adventuring in Portland Oregon. About a year ago, I moved back to the small CA town where I grew up. However, blogging became a lot more to me than just updating my loved ones. It's a community of friends I never would have expected to make, and a place to share my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sharing about my faith journey in &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-salvation.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-roots.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-answered-prayer.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes I share about my pups, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-penny.html"&gt;Penny&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-rocky.html"&gt;Rocky&lt;/a&gt;. I also love to travel, and have been slowly but surely sharing pictured and anecdotes from my trip to &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/um-spain-day-9-and-10-tavernes.html"&gt;Spain&lt;/a&gt; last summer. I recently had my blog re-designed by &lt;a href="http://www.pennylanedesigns.net/"&gt;Penny Lane Designs&lt;/a&gt; (I stumbled on the site because she shares my dog's name) and I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; it! And recently, I've been trying to raise funds through giveaways and other fun things for my mission/relief trip to &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/news.html"&gt;Haiti&lt;/a&gt; in August. If you like Mary Kay, please check out &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/how-to-be-my-hero-and-get-some-fun.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; about how you can help send me to Haiti while buying make-up for you! It's win-win. :) That fund-raiser ends this Friday, but there will be more in the future, and I'd love it if you came back to visit again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if any of that makes me A-list worthy, but a girl can try, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6817056895655737319?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6817056895655737319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6817056895655737319' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6817056895655737319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6817056895655737319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/a-list.html' title='The A-List'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3121440600486863387</id><published>2010-06-17T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:52:41.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><title type='text'>How To Be My Hero - And Get Some Fun Stuff For You Too!</title><content type='html'>As most of you know if you've been around lately, I'm going on a mission/relief trip to Haiti this August to bring the hope of Jesus and a helping hand to the earthquake victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie, at &lt;a href="http://www.natalielovesjim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blonde At Heart&lt;/a&gt; has offered me a very sweet deal to help me raise money for my Haiti trip, and I hope you'll get involved. Natalie sells Mary Kay products and she makes 50% of the profits (pretty sweet, right?) She has offered to DONATE 45%of the profits to MY Haiti trip!(5% will go toward fees whatnot - she's not making anything off this fundraiser!) And I don't even know her in real life! Pretty amazing stuff. So I would love love love it if you would go &lt;a href="http://www.marykay.com/nataliesmith82/default.aspx"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and buy some Mary Kay products for yourself! Shipping is $3, and because Natalie lives in Oregon (a no sales tax state) you don't have to worry about paying tax! Also, for orders $40 or more you will receive a free gift! After you go to her &lt;a href="http://www.marykay.com/nataliesmith82/default.aspx"&gt;Mary Kay web site&lt;/a&gt; and look around at all the great products (some of them BRAND NEW!), you can place your order online. Then send her an email (nataliesmith82@marykay.com) that way she knows that your order is for my Haiti fundraiser. Everybody wins! Thank you soooo much Natalie!! And thanks ahead of time to anyone who participates. :) Happy shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the lovely &lt;a href="http://sippycupmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sippy Cup Mom&lt;/a&gt; wrote a &lt;a href="http://sippycupmom.blogspot.com/2010/06/small-town-girl-going-to-hati.html"&gt;blog post&lt;/a&gt; about my trip! So sweet of her! She has been an incredibly encouraging twitter friend too. Go pay her a visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to Calistoga for the weekend for my friend Mollie's wedding, so excited! See you all on Monday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**This fundraiser closes on June 27th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3121440600486863387?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3121440600486863387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3121440600486863387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3121440600486863387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3121440600486863387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/how-to-be-my-hero-and-get-some-fun.html' title='How To Be My Hero - And Get Some Fun Stuff For You Too!'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5529752569369350568</id><published>2010-06-16T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T20:11:26.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spain'/><title type='text'>Um... Spain?... Day 9 and 10 - Tavernes</title><content type='html'>Remember how I went to Spain? Oh yeah, probably not, because it was almost a year ago and yet I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; haven't finished putting the pictures on my blog. But I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; got the doo-hickey that I needed to easily upload pics onto my computer, so I can finish my Spain blogging. Yay! In case you missed the first 8 days, please feel free to peruse them. (Warning: Be prepared for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of pictures if you do. They are good ones, though, I promise.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/09/spain-day-one-madrid.html"&gt;Day 1: Madrid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/09/spain-day-two-madrid.html"&gt;Day 2: Madrid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/09/spain-day-three-toledo.html"&gt;Day 3: Toledo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/09/spain-day-four-and-five-madrid.html"&gt;Day 4 &amp;amp; 5: Madrid-Barcelona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/10/spain-day-six-barcelona.html"&gt;Day 6: Barcelona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/10/spain-day-seven-barcelona.html"&gt;Day 7: Barcelona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/10/spain-day-eight-barcelona.html"&gt;Day 8: Barcelona&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On day 9 Adriana and I traveleved from Barcelona to Tavernes de Valldigna, a little beach town where Adriana's family spends their summers (lucky them!) We stayed in their lovely apartment with the most amazing views:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7olJFblI/AAAAAAAAA0U/lGntMJN5h-U/s1600/IMG_5350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483549958395489874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7olJFblI/AAAAAAAAA0U/lGntMJN5h-U/s320/IMG_5350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl72f1M2oI/AAAAAAAAA0k/C7Dj6-WVkko/s1600/IMG_5345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483550197488081538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl72f1M2oI/AAAAAAAAA0k/C7Dj6-WVkko/s320/IMG_5345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7vc_yiII/AAAAAAAAA0c/Dz9M-_3S224/s1600/IMG_5349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483550076468103298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7vc_yiII/AAAAAAAAA0c/Dz9M-_3S224/s320/IMG_5349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7fsWLKXI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Oxgqfj3O97Y/s1600/IMG_5352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483549805710616946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7fsWLKXI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Oxgqfj3O97Y/s320/IMG_5352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7L69wLZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/bYF-wP3PGHY/s1600/IMG_5353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483549466037333394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7L69wLZI/AAAAAAAAAz8/bYF-wP3PGHY/s320/IMG_5353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7D9V0L-I/AAAAAAAAAz0/q8bhPIumRqM/s1600/IMG_5355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483549329236176866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7D9V0L-I/AAAAAAAAAz0/q8bhPIumRqM/s320/IMG_5355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beach was about 3 blocks away, so we spent the next day lounging on it. I had joked earlier in the trip that I was going to get nicknamed La Blanquita (little white girl) and then her aunt actually called me that! It was pretty hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl6rgQKD3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/xx5yRNFThig/s1600/IMG_5619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483548909110955890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl6rgQKD3I/AAAAAAAAAzk/xx5yRNFThig/s320/IMG_5619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl65vA3ptI/AAAAAAAAAzs/RuNk6fA7I0I/s1600/IMG_5618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483549153591535314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl65vA3ptI/AAAAAAAAAzs/RuNk6fA7I0I/s320/IMG_5618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl6j7I4-8I/AAAAAAAAAzc/sSVpaSH8zo8/s1600/IMG_5620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483548778889280450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl6j7I4-8I/AAAAAAAAAzc/sSVpaSH8zo8/s320/IMG_5620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl6TCMoy9I/AAAAAAAAAzM/oTFoIzu5xJ4/s1600/IMG_5624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483548488726268882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl6TCMoy9I/AAAAAAAAAzM/oTFoIzu5xJ4/s320/IMG_5624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl5hse-iaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/3yqoZwTlKGI/s1600/IMG_5626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483547641084021154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl5hse-iaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/3yqoZwTlKGI/s320/IMG_5626.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We shared delicious meals with her extended family and watched the sunset while in the pool. Then we went with her cousin to the adorable little outdoor theater - the major exitement in their tiny beach town. We watched The Hangover in Spanish; luckily there was a lot of physical comedy in the movie, but I was still mostly lost. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl9Sh55ozI/AAAAAAAAA00/XPUeI45phJI/s1600/theater.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483551778592629554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl9Sh55ozI/AAAAAAAAA00/XPUeI45phJI/s320/theater.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl9fqNbPcI/AAAAAAAAA1E/21T8E6l0fTM/s1600/jose%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483552004160306626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl9fqNbPcI/AAAAAAAAA1E/21T8E6l0fTM/s320/jose%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl9aXm-hWI/AAAAAAAAA08/o9y5ymzfz7Y/s1600/jose,adri%26me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483551913267856738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl9aXm-hWI/AAAAAAAAA08/o9y5ymzfz7Y/s320/jose,adri%26me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was an incredibly relaxing and enjoyable couple of days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5529752569369350568?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5529752569369350568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5529752569369350568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5529752569369350568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5529752569369350568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/um-spain-day-9-and-10-tavernes.html' title='Um... Spain?... Day 9 and 10 - Tavernes'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TBl7olJFblI/AAAAAAAAA0U/lGntMJN5h-U/s72-c/IMG_5350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3359330808026069997</id><published>2010-06-14T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:52:52.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Multitude Monday: Some Thank You's</title><content type='html'>I have been neglecting &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/multitude-monday-thousand-gifts.html"&gt;Multitude Mondays&lt;/a&gt; lately. And officially, I'm not continuing my list quite yet. I do plan to get back to it soon. I'm thankful for so many things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to take this particular moment on a Monday to thank a few people who have been great supports in the giveaway and fundraising process. Please go visit their blogs and say hello for me, because they are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, a huge thank you to those who generously gave their products away: &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;Lisa Leonard Designs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.spunkandsass.com/"&gt;Spunk &amp;amp; Sass Designs&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.justsimplysouthern.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just Simply Southern&lt;/a&gt;, and especially to &lt;a href="http://creativecreationsbycristin.blogspot.com/"&gt;Creative Creations By Cristin&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://buddy-notes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Buddy Notes&lt;/a&gt; who have taken extra measures to support my cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to 3 great bloggers who have and/or plan to mention my Haiti mission and giveaways on their own blogs - thank you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mieletlait.com/"&gt;Miel et Lait&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sippycupmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Life of A Sippy Cup Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lovecommaashlee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Comma Ashlee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks again to those who participated, and especially those who donated to my trip. I'm not going to name you because I'm not sure that's in good taste, but I appreciate you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I promise that soon I'm going to write some REAL stuff about my life. I just need a bit of time to process some of the things I want to share. It will be good though, I swear. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3359330808026069997?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3359330808026069997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3359330808026069997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3359330808026069997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3359330808026069997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/multitude-monday-some-thank-yous.html' title='Multitude Monday: Some Thank You&apos;s'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5449408118057289931</id><published>2010-06-11T18:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:29:21.317-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>And the Winners Are...</title><content type='html'>Finally! Time to announce the winners of last weeks giveaways! Thank you SO much to everyone who participated! Some of you went above and beyond, and I will mention you specifically next week. But for now, thank you to everyone who came by and joined in the fun, and a HUGE thank you to those who donated. I am hoping to do more fundraisers on my blog in the next couple of months (because to be honest I didn't raise nearly as much as I'd hoped) so if you'd like to particpate at all, please let me know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, without further ado... the winners!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative Creations By Cristin - Paige from &lt;a href="http://paigefaulkner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Days You Gotta Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisa Leonard Designs - Christina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Notes - Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spunk &amp;amp; Sass Designs - Jennifer Norch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Simply Southern - Julie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to the winners!! I am going to e-mail all those ladies as soon as this is posted, so if your first name is on this list, you'll know if it's you based on your inbox. Thanks so much again to everyone who particiapted! Come back soon for more giveaways!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5449408118057289931?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5449408118057289931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5449408118057289931' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5449408118057289931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5449408118057289931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/and-winners-are.html' title='And the Winners Are...'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6791114373504269984</id><published>2010-06-09T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T21:28:38.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outstanding Blogger Award!</title><content type='html'>Brenda at &lt;a href="http://peekatmypaper.blogspot.com/"&gt;Peek At My Paper&lt;/a&gt; gave me a blog award! Yay! I'm so glad I participate in something (blogging) that involves awards sometimes. I've never really been competitive at anything, but wow are awards fun! And in the blog world you can just keep passing the honor! So fun. Anyhow, thank you thank you to Brenda for giving me the &lt;a href="http://peekatmypaper.blogspot.com/2010/06/ooh-recognition-2-someones-like-my-blog.html"&gt;Outstanding Blogger Award&lt;/a&gt;! I'm honored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I have to do now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Thank the person who gave me this award. Thanks again Brenda!&lt;br /&gt;2) Share 7 things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a BS in Child Development from Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo, and 1/3 of a Master's in Counseling from Western Seminary&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm really good at getting teenagers to like me (even the angry ones)&lt;br /&gt;3. I pray for squirrels when I think someone's about to run them over&lt;br /&gt;4. I hate spiders, but I think snakes are neat.&lt;br /&gt;5. I &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; squeeze toothpaste from the bottom and work my way up.&lt;br /&gt;6. I play the harp&lt;br /&gt;7. I want to be a foster mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Pass the award along to 15 bloggers who I have recently discovered and who I think are fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, here are my recent favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://sippycupmom.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Life of a Sippy Cup Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://myhomeinthesmokies.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Home in the Smokies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://ordinaryinspirations.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ordinary Inspirations&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://sostinkingcute.blogspot.com/"&gt;So Stinkin' Cute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.anuttierlife.com/"&gt;A Nuttier Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://natalielovesjim.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blonde At Heart&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;a href="http://lovecommaashlee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Love Comma Ashlee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;a href="http://annonandon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ann On And On&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;a href="http://paigefaulkner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Some Days You Gotta Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;a href="http://lifesunnysidedown.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life Sunnyside Down&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;a href="http://mrsbuckster.wordpress.com/"&gt;Loud And Out Of Key&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;a href="http://ma21cuteboy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ma21Cuteboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;a href="http://www.livinginlovewithjesus.com/"&gt;Living in Love With Jesus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;a href="http://www.paisleyblooms.com/"&gt;Among The Blossoms&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;a href="http://theredheadriter.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Redhead Riter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my last (and mostly boring) post, was actually my 100th post! So yay for that. Even though I did nothing exciting to honor it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.... 2.5 hours until the &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/giveaway-buddy-notes-pen-pal-for-your.html"&gt;Buddy Notes&lt;/a&gt; giveaway closes! Last chance to win a 6 month Pen Pal for your child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6791114373504269984?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6791114373504269984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6791114373504269984' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6791114373504269984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6791114373504269984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/outstanding-blogger-award.html' title='Outstanding Blogger Award!'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3327008781955734033</id><published>2010-06-07T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T21:01:56.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giveaway One Is Closing!</title><content type='html'>I'm just stopping in for a quick check in. I have LOTS of thank yous to share in regards to all of the help and encouragement I received last week with my trip and the giveaways. But those will have to wait, because I'm enjoying life in the real world. :) I am out of town visiting friends, so when I return I'll do all the necessary shout outs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to say hi to all you amazing people who have been reading and supporting, and also remind everyone that the &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/giveaway-creative-creations-by-cristin.html"&gt;blog makeover&lt;/a&gt; giveaway ends TONIGHT at midnight Pacific time. Hope you entered! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will share one tidbit. I went to dinner last night with my friend Kristin and her boyfriend Andrew. At one point, Andrew asked, "Are you going to blog about us?" Ha. And now I have. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3327008781955734033?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3327008781955734033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3327008781955734033' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3327008781955734033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3327008781955734033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/giveaway-one-is-closing.html' title='Giveaway One Is Closing!'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-725184656477421733</id><published>2010-06-04T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:20:33.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Me</title><content type='html'>Notice anything different about me? No, I didn't change my hair. :P I got a blog makeover!! Isn't it beautiful?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A huge thank you to Marina at &lt;a href="http://www.pennylanedesigns.net/"&gt;Penny Lane Designs&lt;/a&gt; for transforming my blog! It's exactly what I imagined and more. I'm so so happy. I stumbled upon her web site because Penny Lane is my dog's name! :) And I believe it was fate because her designs are beautiful. And now my blog has been beautified by her magical touch. I love it love it love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, I'm blatantly asking for affirmation.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please check out all the amazing giveaways below if you haven't already. They're all still open!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-725184656477421733?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/725184656477421733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=725184656477421733' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/725184656477421733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/725184656477421733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/notice-anything-different-about-me-no-i.html' title='The New Me'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-344700108191911263</id><published>2010-06-04T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:03:52.293-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giveaway: Just Simply Southern</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Day of Giveaway Week is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is a $30 gift certificate from &lt;a href="http://www.justsimplysouthern.blogspot.com/"&gt;Just Simply Southern&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out Just Simply Southern blog and see her beautiful handmade frames:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsimplysouthern.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/SS_button_blue2_small.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are new to Giveaway Week, the purpose of this giveaway is to raise money for my trip to Haiti in August. My team will be working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orphanages&lt;/span&gt;, schools, and helping in the relief effort, and in the meantime sharing the love of Jesus with a hurting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people group&lt;/span&gt;. The total trip cost (including airfare) is $1600.00 So every dollar helps! But you don't have to donate to enter the giveaway. Here's what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Comment on this post. That's all! Automatic entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Subscribe&lt;/span&gt; to this blog &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen"&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feed&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl&amp;amp;loc=en_US"&gt;subscribe by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/smalltownblog"&gt;on twitter&lt;/a&gt; AND tweet this giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Donate! Click the button on the upper right side of the blog, or go &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip¤cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to make a secure credit card donation through Pay Pal. You will get 1 extra entry for ANY AMOUNT donated. After that, you will get extra entries for every additional $5 donated. You don't need to tell me how much you donated, just THAT you donated, and I will be able to check on Pay Pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only need to comment once and tell me what you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are NOT a blogger, leave me your e-mail so I can contact you if you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This giveaway is open internationally. It will remain open until 12 noon on Friday, June 11th. The winner will be announced that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for participating! There will be more giveaways in the future, so please come back for those and to read about my trip to Haiti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-344700108191911263?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/344700108191911263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=344700108191911263' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/344700108191911263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/344700108191911263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/giveaway-just-simply-southern.html' title='Giveaway: Just Simply Southern'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-112057779555699956</id><published>2010-06-03T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T20:03:18.951-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giveaway: Spunk and Sass Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Giveaway Week Day 4 is here! (And this giveaway was a last minute surprise, so there are 5 this week instead of 4!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is this beautiful handmade necklace from &lt;a href="http://www.spunkandsass.com/"&gt;Spunk &amp;amp; Sass Designs&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAfP4L9PXyI/AAAAAAAAAx8/cFbh-i-QcNM/s1600/il_430xN.125077416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478576035908771618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAfP4L9PXyI/AAAAAAAAAx8/cFbh-i-QcNM/s320/il_430xN.125077416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winner gets to choose whatever they want stamped on either tag! (Hearts, letters, etc.) The winner will also get to choose drops based on what's available in stock. Shown is a freshwater pearl and a faceted gemstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are new to Giveaway Week, the purpose of this giveaway is to raise money for my trip to Haiti in August. My team will be working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orphanages&lt;/span&gt;, schools, and helping in the relief effort, and in the meantime sharing the love of Jesus with a hurting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people group&lt;/span&gt;. The total trip cost (including airfare) is $1600.00 So every dollar helps! But you don't have to donate to enter the giveaway. Here's what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Comment on this post. That's all! Automatic entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Subscribe&lt;/span&gt; to this blog &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen"&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feed&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl&amp;amp;loc=en_US"&gt;subscribe by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/smalltownblog"&gt;on twitter&lt;/a&gt; AND tweet this giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Donate! Click the button on the upper right side of the blog, or go &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip¤cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to make a secure credit card donation through Pay Pal. You will get 1 extra entry for ANY AMOUNT donated. After that, you will get extra entries for every additional $5 donated. You don't need to tell me how much you donated, just THAT you donated, and I will be able to check on Pay Pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only need to comment once and tell me what you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are NOT a blogger, leave me your e-mail so I can contact you if you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This giveaway is open internationally. It will remain open until Midnight on Thursday, June 10th. The winner will be announced on Friday, June 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for participating! Come back tomorrow for another giveaway. :) Then come back to read about my trip to Haiti! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-112057779555699956?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/112057779555699956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=112057779555699956' title='62 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/112057779555699956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/112057779555699956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/giveaway-spunk-and-sass-designs.html' title='Giveaway: Spunk and Sass Designs'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAfP4L9PXyI/AAAAAAAAAx8/cFbh-i-QcNM/s72-c/il_430xN.125077416.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>62</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5359042912073752230</id><published>2010-06-02T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T20:49:51.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giveaway: Buddy Notes - Pen Pal For Your Child!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok everyone, Giveaway Week Day 3 is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is great for parents to give to their children. Because what child doesn't love getting mail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAZ6VHmBkDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/731bARENz9E/s1600/birthday.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478200499977162802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAZ6VHmBkDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/731bARENz9E/s320/birthday.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.buddy-notes.com/"&gt;Buddy Notes&lt;/a&gt; and find out about the 6 month pen pal that your child can receive, plus a special birthday letter! A pen pal is a creative way to engage your child in good writing skills, and they'll be excited to receive letters each month, which include crafts and activities!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAZ3hP5ehZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/BSZkDTe6lV0/s1600/LogoColorTextBelow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478197409829782930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAZ3hP5ehZI/AAAAAAAAAxs/BSZkDTe6lV0/s320/LogoColorTextBelow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are new to Giveaway Week, the purpose of this giveaway is to raise money for my trip to Haiti in August. My team will be working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orphanages&lt;/span&gt;, schools, and helping in the relief effort, and in the meantime sharing the love of Jesus with a hurting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people group&lt;/span&gt;. The total trip cost (including airfare) is $1600.00 So every dollar helps! But you don't have to donate to enter the giveaway. Here's what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Comment on this post. That's all! Automatic entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Subscribe&lt;/span&gt; to this blog &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen"&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feed&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl&amp;amp;loc=en_US"&gt;subscribe by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/smalltownblog"&gt;on twitter&lt;/a&gt; AND tweet this giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Donate! Click the button on the upper right side of the blog, or go &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip¤cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to make a secure credit card donation through Pay Pal. You will get 1 extra entry for ANY AMOUNT donated. After that, you will get extra entries for every additional $5 donated. You don't need to tell me how much you donated, just THAT you donated, and I will be able to check on Pay Pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only need to comment once and tell me what you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are NOT a blogger, leave me your e-mail so I can contact you if you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This giveaway is open until Midnight on Wednesday, June 9th. The winner will be announced on Friday, June 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for participating! Come back tomorrow for another giveaway. :) Then come back to read about my trip to Haiti! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5359042912073752230?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5359042912073752230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5359042912073752230' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5359042912073752230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5359042912073752230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/giveaway-buddy-notes-pen-pal-for-your.html' title='Giveaway: Buddy Notes - Pen Pal For Your Child!'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/TAZ6VHmBkDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/731bARENz9E/s72-c/birthday.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6091307551849199391</id><published>2010-06-01T09:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T09:57:11.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giveaway: Lisa Leonard Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok everyone, Giveaway Week Day 2 is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is a $40 gift certificate from &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;Lisa Leonard Designs&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out Lisa's page and see her beautiful handmade jewelery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lisa" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4338162965_ab2272a01c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you are new to Giveaway Week, the purpose of this giveaway is to raise money for my trip to Haiti in August. My team will be working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orphanages&lt;/span&gt;, schools, and helping in the relief effort, and in the meantime sharing the love of Jesus with a hurting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people group&lt;/span&gt;. The total trip cost (including airfare) is $1600.00 So every dollar helps! But you don't have to donate to enter the giveaway. Here's what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Comment on this post. That's all! Automatic entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Subscribe&lt;/span&gt; to this blog &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen"&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feed&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl&amp;amp;loc=en_US"&gt;subscribe by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/smalltownblog"&gt;on twitter&lt;/a&gt; AND tweet this giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Donate! Click the button on the upper right side of the blog, or go &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip¤cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to make a secure credit card donation through Pay Pal. You will get 1 extra entry for ANY AMOUNT donated. After that, you will get extra entries for every additional $5 donated. You don't need to tell me how much you donated, just THAT you donated, and I will be able to check on Pay Pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only need to comment once and tell me what you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are NOT a blogger, leave me your e-mail so I can contact you if you win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This giveaway is open in the U.S. and Canada. It will remain open until Midnight on Tuesday, June 8th. The winner will be announced on Friday, June 11&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for participating! Come back tomorrow for another giveaway. :) Then come back to read about my trip to Haiti! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6091307551849199391?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6091307551849199391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6091307551849199391' title='111 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6091307551849199391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6091307551849199391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/06/giveaway-lisa-leonard-designs.html' title='Giveaway: Lisa Leonard Designs'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4051/4338162965_ab2272a01c_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>111</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8374931114061568457</id><published>2010-05-31T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:36:21.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>Giveaway: Creative Creations By Cristin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's my first giveaway! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! And... I'm doing 4 this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's giveaway is a total blog makeover from Creative &lt;a href="http://mainportfolio-creativecreations.blogspot.com/"&gt;Creations By Cristin&lt;/a&gt;! The makeover includes a Header, Sidebar Headers, Custom Navigation Bar, Custom Sidebar Header Graphics, Blog Button and Code, Custom Signature, and a Custom Background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go check out Cristin's page and see her lovely designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativecreationsbycristin.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i819.photobucket.com/albums/zz116/creativecreationsbycristin/Creative%20Creations/blinkie3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this giveaway is to raise money for my trip to Haiti in August. We will be working in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;orphanages&lt;/span&gt;, schools, and helping in the relief effort, and in the meantime sharing the love of Jesus with a hurting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;people group&lt;/span&gt;. The total trip cost (including airfare) is $1600.00 So every dollar helps! But you don't have to donate to enter the giveaway. Here's what you do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Comment on this post. That's all! Automatic entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For extra entries:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Subscribe&lt;/span&gt; to this blog &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen"&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;RSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; feed&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://feedburner.google.com/fb/a/mailverify?uri=AdventuresOfASmallTownGirl&amp;amp;loc=en_US"&gt;subscribe by Email&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/smalltownblog"&gt;on twitter&lt;/a&gt; AND tweet this giveaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Donate! Click the button on the upper right side of the blog, or go &lt;a href="https://www.paypal.com/cgi-bin/webscr?cmd=_donations&amp;amp;business=86RBSBDT55CKL&amp;amp;lc=US&amp;amp;item_name=Haiti%20Mission%2fRelief%20Trip%C2%A4cy_code=USD&amp;amp;bn=PP%2dDonationsBF%3abtn_donateCC_LG%2egif%3aNonHosted"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to make a secure credit card donation through Pay Pal. You will get 1 extra entry for ANY AMOUNT donated. After that, you will get extra entries for every additional $5 donated. You don't need to tell me how much you donated, just THAT you donated, and I will be able to check on Pay Pal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***UPDATE*** 6/1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm adding step # 5, because Cristin has been genrerous to offer $1 to every person who follows her blog. So if you do, you'll get an extra entry into the giveaway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only need to comment once and tell me what you did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This giveaway is open internationally. It will remain open until Midnight on Monday, June 7th. The winner will be announced on Friday, June 11th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for participating! Come back tomorrow for another giveaway - it's not just for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bloggers&lt;/span&gt;. :) Then come back to read about my trip to Haiti!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); "&gt;**This giveaway is closed**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8374931114061568457?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8374931114061568457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8374931114061568457' title='86 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8374931114061568457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8374931114061568457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/giveaway-creative-creations-by-cristin.html' title='Giveaway: Creative Creations By Cristin'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i819.photobucket.com/albums/zz116/creativecreationsbycristin/Creative%20Creations/th_blinkie3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>86</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-1527006125148313281</id><published>2010-05-24T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:42:40.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Help</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading &lt;em&gt;The Help&lt;/em&gt;, by Kathryn Stockett. It was so good. It made me think, laugh, cry, and think some more. I wanted to share on of my favorite moments from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The first time I was ever called ugly, I was thirteen. It was a rich friend of my brother Carlton's, over to shoot guns in the field. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why you crying, girl?" Constantine asked me in the kitchen. I told her what the boy had called me, tears streaming down my face. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, is you?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blinked, paused my crying. "Is I what?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now you look a here, Eugenia - Ugly live up on the inside. Ugly be a hurtful, mean person. Is you one a them peoples?" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know. I don't think so," I sobbed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Constantine sat down next to me, at the kitchen table. I heard the cracking of her swollen joints. She pressed her thumb hard in the palm of my hand, something we both knew meant &lt;em&gt;Listen. Listen to me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ever morning, until you dead in the ground, you gone have to make this decision." Constantine was so close, I could see the blackness of her gums. "You gone have to ask yourself, Am I gone believe what them fools say about me today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is amazing. If you haven't read it already, do it. You won't regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Check out my new sponsor, &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;Lisa Leonard Designs&lt;/a&gt;! Lisa creates beautiful, unique handmade jewelery. I've been reading &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/blog/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt; and admiring &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/"&gt;her jewelery&lt;/a&gt; for months, and it turns out we &lt;a href="http://www.lisaleonardonline.com/blog/2010/05/11/wedding-week-day-two-yay/"&gt;know some people in common&lt;/a&gt;! Small world. Come back next week for the chance to win a gift certificate to her lovely store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-1527006125148313281?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/1527006125148313281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=1527006125148313281' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/1527006125148313281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/1527006125148313281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/help.html' title='The Help'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8276021529306179155</id><published>2010-05-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:14:13.669-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>Well, ladies and gents (ok, mostly ladies)... it's happening. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm going to Haiti!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This August I'll going on a week long mission and relief trip to Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of work to be done on my part, mainly fund raising. I'm in the process of navigating my way through the &lt;strong&gt;murky waters of social networking&lt;/strong&gt; as it relates to fund-raising. To be honest, PR has never been my strong suit. But I'm going to work my butt off to raise the funds, because I believe God is calling me to get out there and serve in the trenches. (Different trenches than the ones I've been in the last 6 months.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... be on the lookout, because in the near future I'll be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hosting my first giveaway&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(!!) which, if all goes to plan, will be the first of several. I'm hoping the euphoria of cool, free stuff will lead to a general spirit of generosity in the air, and I'll get some donations to the cause. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More details soon, but I would love if you would&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;pray for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my preparation for what is sure to be an amazing trip. And come back soon for the chance to win some loot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. In other news... I'm going to&lt;strong&gt; be a bridesmaid again&lt;/strong&gt;!! Dress number 6 on the way to 27! :) Congratulations Kimi and Mike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8276021529306179155?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8276021529306179155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8276021529306179155' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8276021529306179155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8276021529306179155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3835242281781089742</id><published>2010-05-15T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T10:56:22.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Dancing Machine</title><content type='html'>If you don't know my best friend Arletta, you can read a bit about her &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/best-friend.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. She moved to New York a few months ago to continue pursuing her dancing career in the big apple. I wanted to share this fun video, even though it's not, according to her, "the most artistic or creative thing I've ever done." It's still super fun. It's very hard to see her, but if you want to try she's the tiny one in the red shirt on the far right in the front row. :) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/jVhPbBfxCvk/hqdefault.jpg)" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVhPbBfxCvk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVhPbBfxCvk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3835242281781089742?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3835242281781089742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3835242281781089742' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3835242281781089742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3835242281781089742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/dancing-machine.html' title='Dancing Machine'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3424452179684275152</id><published>2010-05-11T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T17:50:13.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Big Thank You</title><content type='html'>A huge thank you to Sarah Mae at &lt;a href="http://www.likeawarmcupofcoffee.com/home/"&gt;Like a Warm Cup Of Coffee&lt;/a&gt;! In exchange for purchasing a (very cute) pair of earrings in a giveaway contest she was having for her blog, I got a half hour of free blog consultation from Sarah Mae! She probably didn't know, because I remained cool and calm, but honestly I felt like I was talking to a celebrity. :) She was extremely encouraging, and had loads of helpful suggestions for improving and growing my blog. Go and check out her blog if you haven't already, because it's a lovely place to spend some time, and even before the consultation, I had learned a lot from her, and you can too. So thank you, thank you, thank you Sarah Mae! I so appreciate your time and thoughtful suggestions. I can't wait to meet you at &lt;a href="http://therelevantconference.com/"&gt;Relevant&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look forward to some exciting changes to Adventures of a Small Town Girl, coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3424452179684275152?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3424452179684275152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3424452179684275152' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3424452179684275152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3424452179684275152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/big-thank-you.html' title='A Big Thank You'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3782600065498977177</id><published>2010-05-09T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T08:05:13.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Not a Mother... and Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been pretty absent from the blogosphere this week. The last couple of weeks have been pretty weird in my life. I had a bit of a health scare, which I was trying to remain calm about but was actually pretty freaked out. The anticlimactic conclusion was that they don't know what's wrong with me, but it's (most likely) nothing serious. In the meantime I got some bloodwork done (which is my least favorite thing on the planet.) And an ultrasound. Yeah, the kind where they put the gel on your belly and look at your insides. Only instead of my uterus, it was my gall bladder. And instead of a baby, there was just some bile. (Sorry to be gross.) I had no idea the affect this process would have on me, but it made me really sad. No baby. No husband. No boyfriend to hold my hand. Thanks for the painful reminder, universe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, I'm doing ok now. I'm happy that I'm not dying or anything, which my wild imagination was concerned about. I still have my amazing family and my amazing Jesus. Last week I went to see my friends in SLO and it was an extremely relaxing mini-vacation. And wow, do those girls make me laugh. I'm back to reality now. I'm still thinking about being a foster mama sometime soon, because my life needs to go somewhere. However, it's not likely that I can afford to do that... So if you wanted to pray for me, that would be oh so appreciated. For direction, and guidance, and answers. Thank you friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Also, Happy Mother's Day to my sweet Mom who came to my anti-climactic doctor's appointment, "Not because I think there's anything really wrong with you... Just, you know, for support." I didn't really believe her, but it turns out there's nothing really wrong anyway. :) Thanks for the support Mom. I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3782600065498977177?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3782600065498977177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3782600065498977177' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3782600065498977177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3782600065498977177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/not-mother-and-mothers-day.html' title='Not a Mother... and Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2433563424580756214</id><published>2010-05-02T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T09:05:43.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Networking'/><title type='text'>Blog Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S92fNOYBjzI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YIXasjBntmo/s1600/blog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466700572243627826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S92fNOYBjzI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YIXasjBntmo/s400/blog.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; much to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/02676834575447306692"&gt;Melissa&lt;/a&gt; (a.k.a. Miel Abeille) at &lt;a href="http://reminderlist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Reminder List&lt;/a&gt; for giving me my first &lt;a href="http://reminderlist.blogspot.com/2010/05/prolific-blogger-award.html"&gt;blog award&lt;/a&gt;! The Prolific Blogger Award is described this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A prolific blogger is one who is intellectually productive, keeping up an active blog with enjoyable content. After accepting this award, recipients are asked to pass it forward to seven other deserving blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I happily pass the award to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Linda at &lt;a href="http://thoughtsonthesethings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Thoughts On These Things&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julie at &lt;a href="http://www.dutchbeingme.com/"&gt;DUTCHbeingME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michelle at &lt;a href="http://somegirlswebsite.com/"&gt;SomeGirlsWebSite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia at &lt;a href="http://www.confessionsofasnowflake.com/"&gt;Confessions of a Snowflake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stacey at &lt;a href="http://29lincolnavenue.blogspot.com/"&gt;29 Lincoln Avenue&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rachel at &lt;a href="http://www.a-steady-rain.com/"&gt;A Steady Rain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kristy at &lt;a href="http://www.kristyblogs.com/"&gt;Learning As They Grow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2433563424580756214?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2433563424580756214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2433563424580756214' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2433563424580756214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2433563424580756214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/05/blog-award.html' title='Blog Award!'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S92fNOYBjzI/AAAAAAAAAxc/YIXasjBntmo/s72-c/blog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6822160702638411365</id><published>2010-04-28T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:30:56.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story of My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Story Of My Life: Answered Prayer</title><content type='html'>I left a piece out of my &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-salvation.html"&gt;salvation&lt;/a&gt; story. I mentioned that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I found hope in the Delta river&lt;/span&gt;, where a bunch of awkward teenagers revealed Jesus to me. What I didn't mention is that &lt;strong&gt;nothing actually happened&lt;/strong&gt; on the houseboat trip. Well, things happened - swimming, mud fights, skits and singing, banana boating, all the good stuff. But no &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enormous, spiritual transformation&lt;/span&gt; occured in my life while I was there. As with everything else in my life, I took it all in, but I&lt;strong&gt; needed time to process it&lt;/strong&gt;. When I returned home, I surveyed the situation. I knew that I was about to leap into something that could bring me unspeakable joy, but it would also bring &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;radical change&lt;/span&gt;. And I &lt;em&gt;hate&lt;/em&gt; change. I suffer from neophobia, (fear of new things) and I was &lt;strong&gt;freaked out&lt;/strong&gt;. So I prayed, "Lord, I want to live for you. I want hope, and peace, and joy. But I can &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not do this alone&lt;/span&gt;. I need you to show me somehow that I can do this. I need some sign from you that I won't be alone. And then I'm all in. Amen." Yeah, looking back it seems &lt;strong&gt;selfish and ridiculous&lt;/strong&gt;. But God saw me as a heart seeking after Him and being honest about my shortcomings. And He answered my prayer. &lt;strong&gt;The next day&lt;/strong&gt;, one of my closest friends (circa preschool) who had never really claimed any faith, but had been with me on the houseboat trip, called me. She said, matter-of-factly, "&lt;strong&gt;I decided to give my life to Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;. Just thought you should know." That was my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;amazing, miraculous sign&lt;/span&gt;. I think the reason that I left it out of the story is that my precious friend is no longer walking with Jesus. But that doesn't change the fact that &lt;strong&gt;she was part of my story&lt;/strong&gt;. God answered my prayer. And for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;one glorious summer&lt;/span&gt; we worshipped, prayed, and read the bible together. And by the time she walked away from her faith, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was strong enough in mine&lt;/span&gt; to do it on my own. And &lt;strong&gt;her story is not over&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My story continues with &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-bumps-in-road.html"&gt;Bumps In The Road&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-freedom.html"&gt;Freedom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6822160702638411365?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6822160702638411365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6822160702638411365' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6822160702638411365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6822160702638411365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-answered-prayer.html' title='Story Of My Life: Answered Prayer'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-9142972736773677854</id><published>2010-04-23T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T20:19:11.846-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Networking'/><title type='text'>Friday Follow</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one2try.net/search/label/Friday%20Follow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Friday Follow" src="http://blogrockmaryrc.com/followfriday01.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just discovered a fun way to get to know other bloggers! It's called Friday Follow. If you want to join in the fun, visit &lt;a href="http://www.one2try.net/"&gt;One 2 Try&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.middayescapades.com/"&gt;Midday Escapades&lt;/a&gt;, or &lt;a href="http://heartsmakefamilies.com/"&gt;Hearts Make Families&lt;/a&gt; and link up!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;If you are visiting from Fiday Follow, welcome! So glad you're here. Have a look around and &lt;a href="http://smalltowncolleen.blogspot.com/p/about-me.html"&gt;get to know me&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-9142972736773677854?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/9142972736773677854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=9142972736773677854' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/9142972736773677854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/9142972736773677854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/friday-follow.html' title='Friday Follow'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-7513778528311242093</id><published>2010-04-22T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:29:48.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story of My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Story of My Life: Roots</title><content type='html'>Previous Entries in the Story of my Life Series: &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-salvation.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As I mentioned before, I was raised in the Catholic Church.&lt;br /&gt;Before I say more, I want my parents to know that I am absolutely, 100% grateful for my upbringing. Their dedication to their faith, their marriage and our family made me who I am today. Words can't express how much I appreciate being raised in a safe, loving home (especially working with girls who didn't.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With that said, my experience of faith growing up was that it was: a basic belief system, a label, and a safety net. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Everyone has a basic belief system, right? Humans are descended from monkeys.... The world appeared from nothing with a bang... Everyone is connected... The energy we send out is the energy we get back... How we live life now will affect who we are in the next life... etc. etc. Of course there are people who are unsure about where we came fromn or where we are going, but they still have a belief system. They believe in kindness or selfishness, in community or anarchy... there is something that drives their actions. Growing up, I knew what I believed. God created earth and mankind. Man was sinful, so God sent His son to die so that our sins could be forgiven. We don't have to be perfect, but we should strive to be loving and kind. These beliefs gain us a place in heaven.* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In addition to knowing my basic beliefs, I had a label. "Catholic" was a part of who I was in the same way that "White" or "Irish" or "American" or "student" were. Sometimes those labels were/are important, sometimes not. It was just a part of how I defined myself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly, my faith was a safety net. Outside of church on Sundays and saying grace before meals, prayer was for asking for God's help. Help for people I knew who were sick or injured, dying or grieving a loss, taking an important test or interview, doing something dangerous or traveling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My faith, in sum, was a belief/understanding of where I came from, where I was headed, and how I should act. It was a part of how I defined myself, and it was something I turned to when I or someone I knew needed something. Faith is still all of those things for me. But it's so much more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Story Of My Life continues with &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-answered-prayer.html"&gt;Answered Prayer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-bumps-in-road.html"&gt;Bumps In The Road&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-freedom.html"&gt;Freedom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This was my understanding of faith at a young age. If you would like to know the full extent of Christian beliefs, visit your friendly neighborhood church. :) Or feel free to &lt;a href="http://smalltowncolleen.blogspot.com/p/contact.html"&gt;contact me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-7513778528311242093?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/7513778528311242093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=7513778528311242093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/7513778528311242093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/7513778528311242093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-roots.html' title='Story of My Life: Roots'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8223866223421001163</id><published>2010-04-21T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:44:33.690-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><title type='text'>New Domain</title><content type='html'>Just so you all know, &lt;strong&gt;I have changed my domain name&lt;/strong&gt;. If you are one of my friends or family members who type the name in every time, the new name to type in is: &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/"&gt;http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/&lt;/a&gt;. It's simpler, really, once you get used to it. If you still type in the blogspot address, it will redirect you, but it would be better to get used to the new name. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;strong&gt;if you don't subscribe to my blog&lt;/strong&gt;, or even know what that means, &lt;strong&gt;there is a way to get updated every time there is a new post on my blog&lt;/strong&gt;. I am going to explain this in simple terms because I only recently figured it out, so if you already know all about this, don't take offense, and feel free to stop reading now. If you are new to all this, it may seem like a lot, but stick with it, because it makes keeping up with my blog (or anyone else's) much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's how to subscribe:&lt;/strong&gt; there's link at the bottom of every post on my blog that has a little orange square and says "subscribe in reader." If you click on that button, it will take you to a page that has a yellowish box on the upper right that says "Subscribe with Google." When you click on it, it will give you the option to "Add to Google Home Page" or "Add to Google Reader."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you have a gmail account&lt;/strong&gt;, select "Add to Google Reader" and enter your e-mail. What will happen now is when you go to your e-mail, you can click on "Reader" (on the upper left-hand side of the page). Every time there is a new post from any blog you subscribe to, it will appear as an "Unread Item" in your reader (just like unread mail does in your inbox).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you do not have a gmail account&lt;/strong&gt;, select "Add To Google Homepage." If you have an iGoogle account, sign in. If you don't have an iGoogle account, set one up. All this means is that when you go to the main Google page, you can sign in and have your own settings on the page. Once you do that, you can sign in to your iGoogle account, and in the upper left hand corner of the page, there will be a button that says "Reader." Every time there is a new post from any blog you subscribe to, it will appear as an "Unread Item" in your reader (just like unread mail does in your inbox).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may seem complicated, but it really isn't bad. &lt;strong&gt;Try it, you'll like it&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" title="Subscribe to my feed" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" title="Subscribe to my feed" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8223866223421001163?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8223866223421001163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8223866223421001163' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8223866223421001163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8223866223421001163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/new-domain.html' title='New Domain'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5848947397525671274</id><published>2010-04-17T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:03:01.894-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Relevant 2010</title><content type='html'>This October, I will be attending the &lt;a href="http://therelevantconference.com/"&gt;Relevant conference&lt;/a&gt;. This is crazy for a number of reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I've never been to a blogging conference in my life, or even &lt;em&gt;thought&lt;/em&gt; about going to one.&lt;br /&gt;2) Um, it's in Pennsylvania. I live in California.&lt;br /&gt;3) Large groups of people I don't know make me highly anxious.&lt;br /&gt;4) I will not have met (in person) any of the 200 women there. (Remember #3?)&lt;br /&gt;5) At this point, I'll be flying out there alone, getting to the hotel alone, sleeping alone, and leaving alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soo excited!! I've been blogging for less than two years now, and only recently have I discovered that God wants to use my little ole' blog for His purposes. Since then, everywhere I turn, I see/hear something about the Relevant Conference. I am confident that He is going to bless this conference and use it to grow and teach me, and all the other women there. And through their blogs, I'm starting to get to know some of the amazing women attending, and can't wait to meet them in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to the ladies who are atteding: If you or someone that you know who is going needs a roommate and/or travel buddy, let me know! I also have a &lt;a href="http://smalltowncolleen.blogspot.com/p/relevant.html"&gt;Relevant page&lt;/a&gt; on my blog for this purpose, and in the hopes of getting to know some of you, so check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm featured on &lt;a href="http://gatherinspirit.com/"&gt;Gather Inspirit&lt;/a&gt;, so thanks to Chele and the other lovely ladies over there for putting that together so we can get to know each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the conference!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5848947397525671274?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5848947397525671274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5848947397525671274' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5848947397525671274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5848947397525671274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/relevant-2010.html' title='Relevant 2010'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8694515301275257287</id><published>2010-04-12T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:45:49.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multitude Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Multitude Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This week I'm thankful for...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;102. A steady job/paycheck&lt;br /&gt;104. Board games&lt;br /&gt;105. Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;108. Getting some quality time with my sister Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PrXIH0GqI/AAAAAAAAAqM/85spBPWVuPw/s1600/kel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459465955852950178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PrXIH0GqI/AAAAAAAAAqM/85spBPWVuPw/s320/kel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. Curiosity&lt;br /&gt;110. Imagination&lt;br /&gt;116. The smell of a barbeque&lt;br /&gt;121. Fits of giggles&lt;br /&gt;122. Free Coffee&lt;br /&gt;129. Getting to visit with my good friend Kimi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PrfKvlEnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bj3jOM0OqWw/s1600/kimi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459466093995561586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PrfKvlEnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bj3jOM0OqWw/s320/kimi.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. French fries&lt;br /&gt;132. Time to myself&lt;br /&gt;133. Living in a breathtakingly beautiful place&lt;br /&gt;142. My snuggle bug (a.k.a. Penny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8Prmj64fnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hn4jbuN0VbQ/s1600/penny.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459466221012942450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8Prmj64fnI/AAAAAAAAAqc/hn4jbuN0VbQ/s320/penny.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;143. My sugar booger (a.k.a. Rocky)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PrsqzepjI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1Mnm0bx8SXc/s1600/rocky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459466325940151858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PrsqzepjI/AAAAAAAAAqk/1Mnm0bx8SXc/s320/rocky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;151. God's provision&lt;br /&gt;157. Developing relationships&lt;br /&gt;158. Singing&lt;br /&gt;161. Pajamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the list is under 1,000 Gifts at the top of the page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join the Gratitude Community at A Holy Experience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;&lt;img title="holy experience" alt="holy experience" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/ann%20voskamp/mondaybutton2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" title="Subscribe to my feed" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="border:0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" title="Subscribe to my feed" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8694515301275257287?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8694515301275257287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8694515301275257287' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8694515301275257287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8694515301275257287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/multitude-monday.html' title='Multitude Monday'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PrXIH0GqI/AAAAAAAAAqM/85spBPWVuPw/s72-c/kel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-715121293151304994</id><published>2010-04-09T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T11:30:22.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story of My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Story of My Life: Salvation</title><content type='html'>I have believed in God &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;as long as I can remember&lt;/span&gt;. Although raised in the (Catholic) Church, during my childhood and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;adolescence&lt;/span&gt; I experienced God more outside the church than in. I heard Him in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the sound of children's laughter&lt;/span&gt;, felt Him in the warm, summer breeze against my shoulders, saw Him in the kindness of strangers, and felt His love demonstrated in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the beauty and faithfulness of the sunrise.&lt;/span&gt; Despite my confidence in His existence, the world beckoned, and I sought excitement and satisfaction &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elsewhere&lt;/span&gt; - if you haven't yet been or can't remember being a teenager, consult a teen flick and you'll know what I mean. (Don't let your &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;imaginations run too wild&lt;/span&gt; - I was still a pretty good girl.) My freshman year in high school, tragedy struck and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my world changed&lt;/span&gt;. Two very close friends of my family passed away, both unthinkably young, and in completely separate but equally tragic circumstances. Suddenly going to dances, cruising the mall, and talking about boys &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;was not quite cutting it&lt;/span&gt;. Life was short, cruel, and unfair from my new perspective, and what was the point of it all, really? After about a year of seeking various ways to ignore, suppress, numb, deflect or deny my painful emotions, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I found hope&lt;/span&gt;. By some completely non-coincidental series of events that seemed random at the time, I ended up going on a houseboat trip with a church that I had casually (mainly socially) attended in junior high. I saw people who were &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;joyful, peaceful, and genuine&lt;/span&gt;. People who had hope, and were not just living for the moment, but for eternity. I saw Jesus in them. I recognized the voice that had been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;whispering my name&lt;/span&gt; throughout my life, but now that voice was calling out, "Come to me! Rest in me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have what you need&lt;/span&gt;." And I went to Him. And in Him I found abounding hope, limitless joy, profound peace, and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;unconditional, crazy love&lt;/span&gt;. Nothing has ever been the same. Thank God for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the Story of My Life in &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-roots.html"&gt;Roots&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-answered-prayer.html"&gt;Answered Prayer&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-bumps-in-road.html"&gt;Bumps In The Road&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2011/03/story-of-my-life-freedom.html"&gt;Freedom&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" title="Subscribe to my feed" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" alt="" style="border:0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" title="Subscribe to my feed" rel="alternate" type="application/rss+xml"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-715121293151304994?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/715121293151304994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=715121293151304994' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/715121293151304994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/715121293151304994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/story-of-my-life-salvation.html' title='Story of My Life: Salvation'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5746313426213319342</id><published>2010-04-06T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:47:01.092-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multitude Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Multitude Monday... Er, Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I am one day behind on this post too, but I've been working diligently on counting my blessings this week, so I wanted to share. I will be posting the highlights on Mondays, but if you are interested in viewing the whole list (with added pictures) you can click the "One Thousand Gifts" link at the top of my blog (under the header/picture at the top.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/30/10 - 4/5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. God working through me&lt;br /&gt;20. Heart-to-hearts&lt;br /&gt;22. Lions, Tigers, and Bears Oh My! (as seen at Wild Things in Salinas, CA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q8Vb_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAoc/wSZIDbgGe9Y/s1600/tigers.gif" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="165" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q8Vb_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAoc/wSZIDbgGe9Y/s200/tigers.gif" width="200" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Naps&lt;br /&gt;39. Sweet friends&lt;br /&gt;41. Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;42. Snuggles with my pups&lt;br /&gt;43. Mindless television&lt;br /&gt;44. Catching up with my best friend, Arletta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9Jl8LjTI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zu-_Fh6jXpA/s1600/letta7.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9Jl8LjTI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zu-_Fh6jXpA/s200/letta7.bmp" width="200" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. New life! (Welcome Tyce Jeffrey Thompson!)&lt;br /&gt;46. A stable family&lt;br /&gt;47. Days off&lt;br /&gt;52. My salvation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9UpvqYwI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EMPR6ek1ecU/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9UpvqYwI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EMPR6ek1ecU/s200/cake.jpg" width="151" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Getting dressed up&lt;br /&gt;62. Seeing some of my SLO girls:&lt;br /&gt;63. Krissy&lt;br /&gt;64. Brittany&lt;br /&gt;65. Camille&lt;br /&gt;66. Mollie! (Home from Wisconsin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-FSDQ82I/AAAAAAAAApc/4GNqhFwjeKA/s1600/mollie.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-FSDQ82I/AAAAAAAAApc/4GNqhFwjeKA/s200/mollie.bmp" width="103" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Friends who are as sarcastic as I am (maybe even moreso...)&lt;br /&gt;72. Philosophical debates (oddly started by the question, "what's your favorite color?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;74. A new engagement - congratulations to my sweet friend Jenn and her fiance Kenny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-PccBhwI/AAAAAAAAApk/W9mSlMQ-lIg/s1600/jenn.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-PccBhwI/AAAAAAAAApk/W9mSlMQ-lIg/s200/jenn.jpg" width="181" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left" align="center"&gt;76. Jesus' resurrection!&lt;br /&gt;79. Going to church on a Sunday morning!&lt;br /&gt;80. Worshipping with a huge room full of believers&lt;br /&gt;83. Getting to spend the afternoon with my WHOLE family&lt;br /&gt;84. Four nieces and nephews that I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-qZ8xYPI/AAAAAAAAAps/KYypQ6qH_Qo/s1600/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-qZ8xYPI/AAAAAAAAAps/KYypQ6qH_Qo/s320/kids.jpg" width="320" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Hearing a profound worship song out of a 3 year old's mouth (Bennett)&lt;br /&gt;86. My 5 year old nephew Tommy, who knows the names of ACDC songs&lt;br /&gt;87. Watching my niece Ally (10 yrs.) jump rope in the rain&lt;br /&gt;88. The scrunched-nose smiles and mischevious giggles from Elodie (age 1)&lt;br /&gt;89. A shard, home cooked, delicious meal&lt;br /&gt;90. The best Easter I've had in a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;95. Singing in the car&lt;br /&gt;99. A nice dinner out&lt;br /&gt;100. 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Er, Tuesday'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q8Vb_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAoc/wSZIDbgGe9Y/s72-c/tigers.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5767371109376301988</id><published>2010-04-05T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:47:37.087-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>This post is a little belated, because I had a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; busy Easter. It was amazing to get to go to church &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;see my &lt;em&gt;whole &lt;/em&gt;family, instead of working all day. Despite the rain, it was a beautiful day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesus' Tomb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7nzvLlg_QI/AAAAAAAAAoM/zMnKmnyqwtY/s1600/tomb.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456660415425608962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7nzvLlg_QI/AAAAAAAAAoM/zMnKmnyqwtY/s320/tomb.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Door To The Tomb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7nzzg2XF7I/AAAAAAAAAoU/neEXgxjeWdg/s1600/door.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456660489852884914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7nzzg2XF7I/AAAAAAAAAoU/neEXgxjeWdg/s320/door.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The writing says, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He Is Not Here - He Is Risen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hope everyone had a blessed Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5767371109376301988?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5767371109376301988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5767371109376301988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5767371109376301988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5767371109376301988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7nzvLlg_QI/AAAAAAAAAoM/zMnKmnyqwtY/s72-c/tomb.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-676961929261178348</id><published>2010-04-02T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:48:13.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>He was oppressed and He was afflicted, Yet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;He opened not His mouth&lt;/span&gt;; He was led as a lamb to the slaughter; And as a sheep before its shearers is silent, So He opened not His mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 53:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Jesus said, "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Father forgive them, for they know not what they do&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was torn in two. And when Jesus had cried out with a loud voice, He said, "&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Father into Your hands I commit my spirit&lt;/span&gt;." Having said this, He breathed His last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 23: 34, 45-46&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; The chastisement for our peace was upon Him, And &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;by His stripes we are healed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah 53:5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7aQ08NkOrI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qr9lcNE-Ljw/s1600/feet.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455707237796559538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7aQ08NkOrI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qr9lcNE-Ljw/s320/feet.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My feet on the ground where Jesus was beaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golgatha, where Jesus was crucified:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7aQ5SgQ13I/AAAAAAAAAoE/zTqkuE6hX3k/s1600/golgatha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455707312500037490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7aQ5SgQ13I/AAAAAAAAAoE/zTqkuE6hX3k/s320/golgatha.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-676961929261178348?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/676961929261178348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=676961929261178348' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/676961929261178348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/676961929261178348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7aQ08NkOrI/AAAAAAAAAn8/qr9lcNE-Ljw/s72-c/feet.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2443844616664931378</id><published>2010-04-01T21:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:48:40.172-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Holy Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"Father, if it is your will, take this cup away from me; nevertheless not my will but yours be done."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke 22:42&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7VwkpOei5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/lpypBWHFrYY/s1600/garden.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455390298473401234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7VwkpOei5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/lpypBWHFrYY/s320/garden.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, in the Garden of Gethsemane, where Jesus spoke these words the night before He died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2443844616664931378?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2443844616664931378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2443844616664931378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2443844616664931378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2443844616664931378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/04/holy-thursday.html' title='Holy Thursday'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7VwkpOei5I/AAAAAAAAAn0/lpypBWHFrYY/s72-c/garden.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3637872489226677064</id><published>2010-03-30T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:49:06.768-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Words of Encouragement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today my sweet co-worker, &lt;a href="http://smalltowncolleen.blogspot.com/2010/03/multitude-monday-thousand-gifts.html"&gt;Martina&lt;/a&gt;, who does not have a relationship with Jesus (yet) or associate with any religion, said to me, "You're a great example to me of a Christian person. You mean what you say and your actions are in line with your words."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Best. Compliment. Ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3637872489226677064?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3637872489226677064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3637872489226677064' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3637872489226677064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3637872489226677064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/words-of-encouragement.html' title='Words of Encouragement'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8852620799279053997</id><published>2010-03-29T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T14:28:45.431-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Multitude Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Multitude Monday: A Thousand Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;&lt;img title="holy experience" alt="holy experience" src="http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/ann%20voskamp/mondaybutton2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann at &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;A Holy Experience&lt;/a&gt; has inspired me to begin counting gifts/blessings, and see how long it takes me to get to 1,000. Passion week seems like a great time to start. I have a feeling that counting my blessings will change my outlook and attitude... I'll let you know. ;) I will be posting the highlights on (some) Mondays, but the full list is here if anyone is interested. Click the link above if you would like to join the gratitude community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7E7hgeCFzI/AAAAAAAAAnU/mOzamY14rZY/s1600/spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454206070560003890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7E7hgeCFzI/AAAAAAAAAnU/mOzamY14rZY/s200/spring.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting out of the house early enough to see the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My adorable co-worker, Martina &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7E99TH7U9I/AAAAAAAAAnk/yOOHowugZlU/s1600/tina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454208747037217746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7E99TH7U9I/AAAAAAAAAnk/yOOHowugZlU/s200/tina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4. Patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Teamwork&lt;br /&gt;6. Learning something new every day&lt;br /&gt;7. A few extra hours of free time&lt;br /&gt;8. Comic relief&lt;br /&gt;9. Rare motivation to be productive&lt;br /&gt;10. Finishing my taxes!&lt;br /&gt;11. Encouragement&lt;br /&gt;12. The blogging community&lt;br /&gt;13. Squirrels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7E69XAWHqI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2OD1l5yZFxs/s1600/squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454205449544277666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7E69XAWHqI/AAAAAAAAAnE/2OD1l5yZFxs/s200/squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. The in-between weather&lt;br /&gt;15. A week of reflecting on and celebrating Jesus' sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;16. Rain&lt;br /&gt;17. Coffee&lt;br /&gt;18. Compliments&lt;br /&gt;19. God working through me&lt;br /&gt;20. Heart-to-hearts&lt;br /&gt;21. Getting paid to do fun activities (some days)&lt;br /&gt;22. Lions, Tigers, and Bears Oh My! (as seen at Wild Things in Salinas, CA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q8Vb_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAoc/wSZIDbgGe9Y/s1600/tigers.gif" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="165" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q8Vb_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAoc/wSZIDbgGe9Y/s200/tigers.gif" width="200" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. High fives&lt;br /&gt;24. Hope for the future&lt;br /&gt;25. Good timing (ex: finding my parents' dog in the street on the way home from work)&lt;br /&gt;26. Music&lt;br /&gt;27. The Couch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q8hSFFg4I/AAAAAAAAAok/sToIl-n2GsI/s1600/couch.gif" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="116" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q8hSFFg4I/AAAAAAAAAok/sToIl-n2GsI/s200/couch.gif" width="200" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Unexpected surprises (ex: getting most of Easter off!)&lt;br /&gt;29. Phone calls from friends&lt;br /&gt;30. Having something to look forward to (A day of fun on Easter)&lt;br /&gt;31. The beautiful full moon still available for my viewing pleasure at 6:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;32. All varieties of personalities - they keep life interesting&lt;br /&gt;33. Never having been arrested&lt;br /&gt;34. The fact that my skin is mouch tougher than it used to be (figuratively)&lt;br /&gt;35. Getting to go to the movies for work&lt;br /&gt;36. The occasional good cry&lt;br /&gt;37. Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q89seokKI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z2ez733N8O4/s1600/hug.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q89seokKI/AAAAAAAAAos/Z2ez733N8O4/s200/hug.jpg" width="141" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Naps&lt;br /&gt;39. Sweet friends&lt;br /&gt;40. My "Friday" (which is usually on a Tuesday)&lt;br /&gt;41. Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;42. Snuggles with my pups&lt;br /&gt;43. Mindless television&lt;br /&gt;44. Catching up with my best friend, Arletta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9Jl8LjTI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zu-_Fh6jXpA/s1600/letta7.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9Jl8LjTI/AAAAAAAAAo0/zu-_Fh6jXpA/s200/letta7.bmp" width="200" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. New life! (Welcome Tyce Jeffrey Thompson!)&lt;br /&gt;46. A stable family&lt;br /&gt;47. Days off&lt;br /&gt;48. Antibiotics (modern medicine in general)&lt;br /&gt;49. Health insurance&lt;br /&gt;50. The free time that singleness affords me&lt;br /&gt;51. Jesus' death on the cross&lt;br /&gt;52. My salvation&lt;br /&gt;53. Learning some more patience&lt;br /&gt;54. Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9UpvqYwI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EMPR6ek1ecU/s1600/cake.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9UpvqYwI/AAAAAAAAAo8/EMPR6ek1ecU/s200/cake.jpg" width="151" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Fun in the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;56. Quitting time (3 pm)&lt;br /&gt;57. Church&lt;br /&gt;58. My hair&lt;br /&gt;59. Seeing old friends&lt;br /&gt;60. Learning flexibility&lt;br /&gt;61. Getting dressed up&lt;br /&gt;62. Seeing some of my SLO girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Krissy 64. Brittany 65. Camille&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9eeHlEKI/AAAAAAAAApE/PUJVT7oho0s/s1600/krissy.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9eeHlEKI/AAAAAAAAApE/PUJVT7oho0s/s200/krissy.bmp" width="172" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9kj0xMyI/AAAAAAAAApM/WogOiItZDtg/s1600/brittany.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9kj0xMyI/AAAAAAAAApM/WogOiItZDtg/s320/brittany.jpg" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9q25N3xI/AAAAAAAAApU/WSyp90-j9-U/s1600/camille.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q9q25N3xI/AAAAAAAAApU/WSyp90-j9-U/s200/camille.jpg" width="188" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Mollie! (Home from Wisconsin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-FSDQ82I/AAAAAAAAApc/4GNqhFwjeKA/s1600/mollie.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-FSDQ82I/AAAAAAAAApc/4GNqhFwjeKA/s200/mollie.bmp" width="103" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Friends who are as sarcastic as I am (maybe even moreso...)&lt;br /&gt;68. Catching up&lt;br /&gt;69. Bridal Showers&lt;br /&gt;70. Story telling&lt;br /&gt;71. Learning new things about old friends&lt;br /&gt;72. Philosophical debates (oddly started by the question, "what's your favorite color?")&lt;br /&gt;73. Wedding season (in life in general)&lt;br /&gt;74. A new engagement - congratulations to my sweet friend Jenn and her fiance Kenny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-PccBhwI/AAAAAAAAApk/W9mSlMQ-lIg/s1600/jenn.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-PccBhwI/AAAAAAAAApk/W9mSlMQ-lIg/s200/jenn.jpg" width="181" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Feeling like I had a vacation in one day&lt;br /&gt;76. Jesus' resurrection!&lt;br /&gt;77. A short day at work&lt;br /&gt;78. Baby steps (a mumbled "good morning" instead of being yelled at when I woke one of the girls)&lt;br /&gt;79. Going to church on a Sunday morning!&lt;br /&gt;80. Worshipping with a huge room full of believers&lt;br /&gt;81. Tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;82. Feeling God's prescence&lt;br /&gt;83. Getting to spend the afternoon with my WHOLE family&lt;br /&gt;84. Four nieces and nephews that I adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-qZ8xYPI/AAAAAAAAAps/KYypQ6qH_Qo/s1600/kids.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q-qZ8xYPI/AAAAAAAAAps/KYypQ6qH_Qo/s320/kids.jpg" width="320" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Hearing a profound worship song out of a 3 year old's mouth (Bennett)&lt;br /&gt;86. My 5 year old nephew Tommy, who knows the names of ACDC songs&lt;br /&gt;87. Watching my niece Ally (10 yrs.) jump rope in the rain&lt;br /&gt;88. The scrunched-nose smiles and mischevious giggles from Elodie (age 1)&lt;br /&gt;89. A shard, home cooked, delicious meal&lt;br /&gt;90. The best Easter I've had in a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;91. The peace and quiet in the morning when the girls (my clients) are asleep&lt;br /&gt;92. April showers that bring May flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q--CzXNXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/EYg0bV0lOoM/s1600/rain.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q--CzXNXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/EYg0bV0lOoM/s200/rain.jpg" width="200" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. A sweet excited face when I woke up one of the girls and offered to take her to the movies&lt;br /&gt;94. Shared interests&lt;br /&gt;95. Singing in the car&lt;br /&gt;96. A mellow afternoon&lt;br /&gt;97. Rejuvinating hot showers&lt;br /&gt;98. My spaz-tastic dogs&lt;br /&gt;99. A nice dinner out&lt;br /&gt;100. Getting to visit with (another!) old friend, Ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q_fXHNcVI/AAAAAAAAAp8/lsg1rFYX3aM/s1600/ginger.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S7q_fXHNcVI/AAAAAAAAAp8/lsg1rFYX3aM/s200/ginger.jpg" width="200" border="0" nt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101. Waking up to the sound of birds chirping&lt;br /&gt;102. A steady job/paycheck&lt;br /&gt;103. The first day back to school after Spring break - refreshed children!&lt;br /&gt;104. Board games&lt;br /&gt;105. Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;106. Sleep&lt;br /&gt;107. My car&lt;br /&gt;108. Getting some quality time with my sister Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;109. Curiosity&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8Ps1-FqYEI/AAAAAAAAAqs/hTJ0uPFprys/s1600/kel.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8Ps1-FqYEI/AAAAAAAAAqs/hTJ0uPFprys/s200/kel.jpg" width="200" border="0" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;110. Imagination&lt;br /&gt;111. The stumbling toddle of a new walker&lt;br /&gt;112. Beautiful weather&lt;br /&gt;113. Natural bodies of water&lt;br /&gt;114. Ducks and geese&lt;br /&gt;115. Walks&lt;br /&gt;116. The smell of a barbeque&lt;br /&gt;117. American Idol&lt;br /&gt;118. Smiles&lt;br /&gt;119. Shared experiences&lt;br /&gt;120. The smell of sunscreen&lt;br /&gt;121. Fits of giggles&lt;br /&gt;122. Free Coffee&lt;br /&gt;123. GPS systems (I don't have one, but they're just cool)&lt;br /&gt;124. The wonder of childhood&lt;br /&gt;125. Slides&lt;br /&gt;126. Movies&lt;br /&gt;127. Shopping&lt;br /&gt;127. A new dress!&lt;br /&gt;128. Great deals&lt;br /&gt;129. Getting to visit with my good friend Kimi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;130. French fries&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PtA8rfUDI/AAAAAAAAAq0/WEreAaPV8Js/s1600/kimi.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PtA8rfUDI/AAAAAAAAAq0/WEreAaPV8Js/s200/kimi.bmp" width="149" border="0" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;131. My i-pod&lt;br /&gt;132. Time to myself&lt;br /&gt;133. Living in a breathtakingly beautiful place&lt;br /&gt;134. Green, rolling hills&lt;br /&gt;135. Lupin&lt;br /&gt;136. Already having had my wisdom teeth taken out&lt;br /&gt;137. Reminders to be thankful&lt;br /&gt;138. Free meals at work&lt;br /&gt;139. The meadow&lt;br /&gt;140. Quiet times&lt;br /&gt;141. God's Word&lt;br /&gt;142. My snuggle bug (a.k.a. Penny) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="CLEAR: left; FLOAT: left; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em; cssfloat: left" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PtPhMrWKI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cWTGeWtVnFU/s1600/penny.bmp" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PtPhMrWKI/AAAAAAAAAq8/cWTGeWtVnFU/s200/penny.bmp" width="200" border="0" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;143. My sugar booger (a.k.a. Rocky) &lt;a style="CLEAR: right; FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 1em; MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; cssfloat: right" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PtZQeUDDI/AAAAAAAAArE/n_tmXHKKSas/s1600/rocky.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img height="133" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S8PtZQeUDDI/AAAAAAAAArE/n_tmXHKKSas/s200/rocky.jpg" width="200" border="0" wt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;144. Healthy pups!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;145. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;146. Worship time in the car&lt;br /&gt;147. Clouds&lt;br /&gt;148. The Holy Spirit&lt;br /&gt;149. Quiet mornings&lt;br /&gt;150. Really easy days at work&lt;br /&gt;151. God's provision&lt;br /&gt;152. Future events to be excited about&lt;br /&gt;153. Ambition&lt;br /&gt;154. Humility&lt;br /&gt;155. Rest&lt;br /&gt;156. Getting to chat with a girl in juvenile hall&lt;br /&gt;157. Developing relationships&lt;br /&gt;158. Singing&lt;br /&gt;159. Driving&lt;br /&gt;160. Animals&lt;br /&gt;161. Pajamas&lt;br /&gt;162. Change&lt;br /&gt;163. Reunions&lt;br /&gt;164. Prayer&lt;br /&gt;165. Building trust&lt;br /&gt;166. Wildflowers&lt;br /&gt;167. Oak trees&lt;br /&gt;168. Country music&lt;br /&gt;169. Time to sit outside and enjoy&lt;br /&gt;170. Getting to visit with Leah&lt;br /&gt;171. Inspiration&lt;br /&gt;172. Amazing women of the bible&lt;br /&gt;173. Amazing women in the church&lt;br /&gt;174. Great authors&lt;br /&gt;175. Words of wisdom&lt;br /&gt;176. Learning new things&lt;br /&gt;177. An excellent dinner made by yours truly&lt;br /&gt;178. Feeling like a grown up&lt;br /&gt;179. Feeling like a kid&lt;br /&gt;180. Technology&lt;br /&gt;181. The human brain&lt;br /&gt;182. The difference between men and women&lt;br /&gt;183. Book stores&lt;br /&gt;184. Meatballs (especially pesto ones)&lt;br /&gt;185. Jeapordy&lt;br /&gt;186. Wheel of Fortune&lt;br /&gt;187. Exploring&lt;br /&gt;188. Jasmine flowers&lt;br /&gt;189. Golden retrievers&lt;br /&gt;190. Labrador retrievers&lt;br /&gt;191. Pain relievers&lt;br /&gt;192. Independence&lt;br /&gt;193. Competence&lt;br /&gt;194. Walks&lt;br /&gt;195. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;196. Diversity&lt;br /&gt;197. Closure&lt;br /&gt;198. Moving on&lt;br /&gt;199. Cake&lt;br /&gt;200. Support systems&lt;br /&gt;201. Agape love&lt;br /&gt;202. Thoughtful words&lt;br /&gt;203. Community&lt;br /&gt;204. Visiting new places&lt;br /&gt;205. Live music&lt;br /&gt;206. Art&lt;br /&gt;207. Pay-offs&lt;br /&gt;208. Driving&lt;br /&gt;209. Church&lt;br /&gt;210. Worship&lt;br /&gt;211. Bright colors&lt;br /&gt;212. Seeing beauty everywhere&lt;br /&gt;213. Eye candy&lt;br /&gt;214. Learning experiences&lt;br /&gt;215. Common ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Want to read more? Subscribe!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8852620799279053997?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8852620799279053997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8852620799279053997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8852620799279053997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8852620799279053997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/multitude-monday-thousand-gifts.html' title='Multitude Monday: A Thousand Gifts'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i534.photobucket.com/albums/ee349/GDest07/ann%20voskamp/th_mondaybutton2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2658803937560449291</id><published>2010-03-28T08:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:50:08.292-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Palm Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The crowds spread out their coats on the road ahead of Jesus. As they reached the place where the road started down from the Mount of Olives, all of his followers began to shout and sing as they walked along, praising God for all the wonderful miracles they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Bless the King who comes in the name of the Lord! Peace in heaven and glory in highest heaven!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But some of the Pharisees among the crowd said, "Teacher, rebuke your followers for saying things like that!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He replied,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"If they kept quiet, the stones along the road would immediately cry out."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luke 19:36-40 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;This is my favorite part of the Triumphal Entry. I have always had a picture in my mind of my God, my King, Jesus, riding into the city on a donkey (arguably not the world's fanciest animal) Simple clothing, simple transportation, but still a King. And as his followers praise him with palm branches, others rebuke those who worship the Lord. I picture His face, calm and serene, looking at them and simply replying, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"If they kept quiet, the stones along the road would immediately cry out." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;And as I stood there, on the hill where my Lord entered that amazing city, I picked up a few of the rocks from the road. I imagined them bursting into praises, and to be honest, I kind of wished they would, because that would be something to behold. But they didn't have to, because I do it for them. Do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6_-xQ-8wsI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TE9MPrtirzE/s1600/jer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453857796095001282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6_-xQ-8wsI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TE9MPrtirzE/s320/jer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictured above: moments after my much less triumphant entry into Jerusalem, with my friend Jenn. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2658803937560449291?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2658803937560449291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2658803937560449291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2658803937560449291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2658803937560449291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/palm-sunday.html' title='Palm Sunday'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6_-xQ-8wsI/AAAAAAAAAm0/TE9MPrtirzE/s72-c/jer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8112808545360839225</id><published>2010-03-26T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:50:24.799-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>My Favorite Places</title><content type='html'>No need to explain, really, just wanted to share. Some of my favorite places on earth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jerusalem, Israel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66zPCm0OFI/AAAAAAAAAms/cc3W6C90Afg/s1600/jerusalem.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493269771335762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66zPCm0OFI/AAAAAAAAAms/cc3W6C90Afg/s320/jerusalem.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honfluer, France&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66zHocMFkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/aL846EDZfl0/s1600/honfluer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493142488356418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66zHocMFkI/AAAAAAAAAmk/aL846EDZfl0/s320/honfluer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toledo, Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66zDCjEmSI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZoPOtBkJaU8/s1600/toledo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453493063597201698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66zDCjEmSI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZoPOtBkJaU8/s320/toledo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monteverde, Costa Rica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66y81mMucI/AAAAAAAAAmU/RC7qhUPhi5U/s1600/monteverde2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453492957041441218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66y81mMucI/AAAAAAAAAmU/RC7qhUPhi5U/s320/monteverde2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New York City, New York &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66yzssLdtI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Tad9qJO8ZzM/s1600/ny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453492800031782610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66yzssLdtI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Tad9qJO8ZzM/s320/ny.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Portland, Oregon &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66yrk1ZyMI/AAAAAAAAAmE/pDLzXNQQumY/s1600/portland2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453492660484032706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66yrk1ZyMI/AAAAAAAAAmE/pDLzXNQQumY/s320/portland2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grover Hot Springs, California &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66yAPrzAwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/rgEGDw44eas/s1600/ghs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453491916072223490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66yAPrzAwI/AAAAAAAAAl0/rgEGDw44eas/s320/ghs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Disneyland! Anaheim, California &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xvdi7phI/AAAAAAAAAls/ObspAcGtef0/s1600/dland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453491627735361042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xvdi7phI/AAAAAAAAAls/ObspAcGtef0/s320/dland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Any place that involves these four faces: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xcHcmyjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0BtsAiw1Xtg/s1600/kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453491295385733682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xcHcmyjI/AAAAAAAAAlk/0BtsAiw1Xtg/s320/kids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, of course, Home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carmel, California&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xU5y7CHI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RqBZAWLS5TI/s1600/home2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453491171462154354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xU5y7CHI/AAAAAAAAAlc/RqBZAWLS5TI/s320/home2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penny Lane and Rocky Racoon (And Me) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xOksDIOI/AAAAAAAAAlU/r11M1plGd8M/s1600/dogs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453491062716965090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xOksDIOI/AAAAAAAAAlU/r11M1plGd8M/s320/dogs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carmel Valley, California (Actual Home) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xBOqfb6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/2YhqOA9RLyg/s1600/home.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453490833466552226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66xBOqfb6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/2YhqOA9RLyg/s320/home.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;To join in the fun, visit &lt;a href="http://thegypsymama.com/2010/03/25/some-of-my-favorite-places-in-the-world-are/"&gt;Gypsy Mama&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8112808545360839225?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8112808545360839225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8112808545360839225' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8112808545360839225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8112808545360839225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/my-favorite-places.html' title='My Favorite Places'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S66zPCm0OFI/AAAAAAAAAms/cc3W6C90Afg/s72-c/jerusalem.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-4287010999404635011</id><published>2010-03-22T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T16:53:54.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blogging'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Ministry of Writing</title><content type='html'>I started this blog in order to keep my friends and family on the California coast updated on what and how I was doing in Portland, Oregon. Since then it has become &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;something else entirely&lt;/span&gt;. The blogging world is, at times, like a second home. It is a place to escape to, a place to process the things that I experience, and the things that God is teaching me. And lately, He has been teaching me a LOT. Probably because I have finally &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;put my listening ears on&lt;/span&gt;. I have been praying a lot lately about what, where, and who God wants me to be. I am 26 years old, single, with a Bachelor's degree that doesn't do me any good, and about a third of a Master's Degree, which, at least for now, I'm not finishing. The thing I'm most excited about in life is being a wife and mom, but my husband is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nowhere in sight&lt;/span&gt;. And, when I returned to California, God dropped me right back in my hometown, exactly where I never thought I'd end up. So, I spent a few months moping and wallowing in self-pity. Then I decided not to waste &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this season in my life&lt;/span&gt; being bummed out. And I am beginning to fall in love with Jesus again, right in the place where I fell in love with Him in the first place. What do you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as I mentioned, I have been praying about what God has for me. I haven't gotten a big, booming answer, but I feel like things are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;heading in the right direction&lt;/span&gt;. I will share more about the things that I discover about His plans as I discover them. The main purpose of this post, however, is to share my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;most recent discovery&lt;/span&gt;, which may affect you readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you may or may not know about me, one of my passions is writing. I dream of writing a book someday, but that seems like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;huge, insurmountable task&lt;/span&gt;, especially considering that I have a B.S. in Child Development, and took no more than the base requirements in college English. When I do sit down to write, just for the sake of writing, I often draw a blank. I have at times wondered if this passion of mine is just a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;futile waste of time&lt;/span&gt;. But recently, I discovered that it is not. The other day, literally moments after praying for God to show me how I can better serve Him, I sat down to read. I am reading a book called Lady in Waiting: Becoming God's Best While Waiting For Mr. Right, by Jackie Kendall and Debby Jones. A book that I was pretty embarrassed to buy, mainly because of the title, but which has been so good for me. This is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what I opened up to&lt;/span&gt; read that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ministry of Writing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This ministry requires pen, paper, and a willing heart. Much of the New Testament was originally written as letter to believers. An encouraging letter or post card &lt;/em&gt;[read: or blog post; this book was written before the internet. Gasp!] &lt;em&gt;can be read and re-read. The Lord wants you to be involved in the lives of those around you and writing is one of those opportunities.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow. Talk about a very clear answer to prayer. It also co-incided with my discovery of other women's blogs that are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so encouraging to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; so why shouldn't mine be the same? I want to be sure that those in my life who do not share the same belief system as I do (and there are many of you) understand that I do not want to force my beliefs down your throat. But I do want to share and encourage in &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the best way I know how&lt;/span&gt;. And since Jesus is my hope and my joy, He is the way I know how. I will still share silly anecdotes and pictures of my adventures, but my blog has a higher calling now. ;) Buckle your seatbelts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-4287010999404635011?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/4287010999404635011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=4287010999404635011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4287010999404635011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4287010999404635011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/ministry-of-writing.html' title='Ministry of Writing'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8466653203873891286</id><published>2010-03-19T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:03:18.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel when you think of that word? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Enthralled?&lt;/span&gt; Excited? Proud? Insecure? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Disappointed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; Restentful?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess is most women land in the category of the last few adjectives. I know I often do. But guess what? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I am beautiful.&lt;/span&gt; And so are you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a previous post, I quoted John and Stasi Eldrige from their book &lt;em&gt;Captivating&lt;/em&gt;: "Many of us have hardened our hearts to this desire, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;the desire to be the Beauty&lt;/span&gt;. We have been hurt so deeply in this area that we no longer identify with, perhaps even resent, the longing. But it's there. We desire to possess a beauty that is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;worth pursuing&lt;/span&gt;, worth fighting for, a beauty that is core to &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;who we truly are&lt;/span&gt;. We want beauty that can be seen; beauty that can be felt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;beauty that affects others&lt;/span&gt;; a &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;beauty all our own to unveil."&lt;/span&gt; This quote, along with the majority of the book, spoke to my utterly feminine and romantic heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a recent conversation with a male friend, he &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;wondered aloud&lt;/span&gt; (out of curiosity, not meanness) at the insecurity that many women possess. He compared the compliments that he gives women as very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;carefully wrapped gifts&lt;/span&gt;, that women just throw in the proverbial garbage can by saying "oh no, that's not true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This friend of mine is not the only one who feels hurt by a woman's lack of self-worth. Our creator, our king, is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;enthralled by our beauty&lt;/span&gt;. (Psalm 45:11) He gave it to us, in place of ashes. He wants us to own it, to rejoice in it, and in Him. You are a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;daughter of a King&lt;/span&gt;, which makes you a princess. And He&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt; thinks YOU&lt;/span&gt; are beautiful. His opinion is the only one that matters, in the end. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;Remind yourself&lt;/span&gt; of that when you need a little self-confindence boost. I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Read other women's thoughts on beauty on Sarah Markley's blog this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sarahmarkley.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk18/surro4nandb/wearefullofbeauty1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="" src="http://www.feedburner.com/fb/images/pub/feed-icon32x32.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="Subscribe to my feed" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SmallTownColleen" type="application/rss+xml" rel="alternate"&gt;Subscribe in a reader&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-8466653203873891286?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/8466653203873891286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=8466653203873891286' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8466653203873891286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/8466653203873891286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-476812450195009094</id><published>2010-03-06T07:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:04:11.156-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Best Friend</title><content type='html'>I have always had a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt;, as long as I can remember. Not a different one, with each passing year, although many special people have come and gone, and I am lucky to have several forever friends. But today, I celebrate my best friend. I met her in preschool, she was one of my first friends when I moved to Carmel Valley. A few years later, my family announced that her family would be moving in with ours. This is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;every little girl's dream&lt;/span&gt; to have a friend move in with you. Especially considering I was so much younger than my sisters, so to have someone my age to talk to and play with was a dream come true. It was not always such a fairytale, mind you. There were the days when she refused to play board games with me, and when I painted the most &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;horrendous Cinderella&lt;/span&gt; across her face, and the days when we left each other out and hurt each other's feelings because we wanted to play with other friends. There was the summer that I spent practicing my multiplication tables because I couldn't master them in the third grade, while she danced around the kitchen because she had skipped the third grade, and had mastered them without even going. There were the days she came home from dance practice tired and hungry, and I learned to wait until after she had eaten to try to get her to play with me. But &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that's sisterhood&lt;/span&gt;, right? There were also the costumes that we put on for plays and dances that we performed for the adults. There was playing Little Mermaid in the hot tub. There were the nights (many) when I would be just about to fall asleep and I would hear, from the bottom bunk, "Colleen?" and I would respond, "Yeah?" and without fail, she would then reply, "Are you awake?" There were uncontrollable fits of giggles. There was the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;irreplacable feeling&lt;/span&gt; that someone is growing up right alongside you. Before we went to middle school, we had moved into separate houses, and then we spent three long years at separate schools. But there were many phone calls, to discuss the ever important subjects of boys and school dances and the like. In high school, we were so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happily reunited&lt;/span&gt; at Carmel High. Although our lifestyles were different, with her being the cheerleader and the dance team captain and the homecoming queen (she's probably cringing at being reminded), and I was happy to fade into the background, we still shared our lives. In college and afterward, we moved on to new cities and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;new adventures&lt;/span&gt;, but always knowing that the other was just a phone call away. I have a lifetime of memories with my best friend: dancing, singing, laughing, crying, talking, arguing, pretending, camping, traveling, exploring, separating and reuniting. I look forward to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a million more memories&lt;/span&gt; in the rest of this life. Today is her birthday, and she is living 3,000 miles away. So I wanted to make sure, that with just a click of a button, she can be reminded of her best friend, who is missing her and thinking of her. And always here. Love you, Letta. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To the moon and around the sun.&lt;/span&gt; Happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S5GfW1oDBAI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Wi0KtdN47kA/s1600-h/letta.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445308639168627714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S5GfW1oDBAI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Wi0KtdN47kA/s320/letta.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S5GfgRcKIeI/AAAAAAAAAkU/TULIp_2q2Q0/s1600-h/letta6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445308801253777890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S5GfgRcKIeI/AAAAAAAAAkU/TULIp_2q2Q0/s320/letta6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S5GfbRl9L3I/AAAAAAAAAkM/Ww5RvBm6B4U/s1600-h/letta4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445308715395526514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S5GfbRl9L3I/AAAAAAAAAkM/Ww5RvBm6B4U/s320/letta4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/134/BDE5F6FBB25C5DB78D4DDA3195D6CAFA.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-476812450195009094?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/476812450195009094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=476812450195009094' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/476812450195009094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/476812450195009094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/03/best-friend.html' title='Best Friend'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S5GfW1oDBAI/AAAAAAAAAkE/Wi0KtdN47kA/s72-c/letta.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-2411493446026356959</id><published>2010-02-16T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:05:28.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Apathy</title><content type='html'>I am feeling very un-inspired lately. I really want to write, but for the life of me, can't think of anything worthwhile to say. I'm putting it out there, though, because the lack of posts is making me crazy. I think when I was in Portland, the distance from the majority of my loved ones helped to motivate posts. The fact that I was having a lot of new experiences helped too. And the major self-exploration that was forced upon me by the counseling program also played its part. But now, most everyone is close by, and life is less adventurous. I've thought about writing about being single, because I have A LOT of feelings about that, but for now I'm not really up to putting those feelings on paper (or, for that matter, on a publicly accessible web site.) I can't post pictures right now, because of computer issues, so I will have to finish the Spain series at a later date. And finally, I am working on some fiction writing, but I'm not ready to share that with the world yet either. So what is a girl to do? What inspires YOU?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-2411493446026356959?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/2411493446026356959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=2411493446026356959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2411493446026356959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/2411493446026356959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/02/blogger-apathy.html' title='Blogger Apathy'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3632093444330724196</id><published>2010-01-29T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:24:52.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Look</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was inspired by my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thoughtsonthesethings.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; to change the look of my blog. Soon I may actually write something in it. :) I have a lot of thoughts floating around up there, I just seem to have difficulty putting them to page lately. But maybe this beautiful layout will inspire something good. We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've changed the domain name, because it was bothering me that Portland was in it, and I don't live there anymore. Hopefully this new one will stick. It's smalltowncolleen.blogspot.com. Spread the word. Just kidding, I only have about 5 readers, so it shouldn't be too challenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3632093444330724196?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3632093444330724196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3632093444330724196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3632093444330724196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3632093444330724196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2010/01/new-look.html' title='New Look'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5217916904767227530</id><published>2009-12-24T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:07:15.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christianity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Just because Christmas becomes so many other things, a reminder of why we celebrate. Lyrics to A Labor of Love, by Andrew Peterson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It was not a silent night&lt;br /&gt;There was blood on the ground&lt;br /&gt;You could hear a woman cry&lt;br /&gt;In the alleyways that night&lt;br /&gt;On the streets of David's town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stable was not clean&lt;br /&gt;And the cobblestones were cold&lt;br /&gt;And little Mary full of grace&lt;br /&gt;With the tears upon her face&lt;br /&gt;Had no mother's hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a labor of pain&lt;br /&gt;It was a cold sky above&lt;br /&gt;But for the girl on the ground in the dark&lt;br /&gt;With every beat of her beautiful heart&lt;br /&gt;It was a labor of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noble Joseph at her side&lt;br /&gt;Callused hands and weary eyes&lt;br /&gt;There were no midwives to be found&lt;br /&gt;In the streets of David's town&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he held her and he prayed&lt;br /&gt;Shafts of moonlight on his face&lt;br /&gt;But the baby in her womb&lt;br /&gt;He was the maker of the moon&lt;br /&gt;He was the Author of the faith&lt;br /&gt;That could make the mountains move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a labor of pain&lt;br /&gt;It was a cold sky above&lt;br /&gt;But for the girl on the ground in the dark&lt;br /&gt;With every beat of her beautiful heart&lt;br /&gt;It was a labor of love&lt;br /&gt;For little Mary full of grace&lt;br /&gt;With the tears upon her face&lt;br /&gt;It was a labor of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas dear ones. In a little town called Bethlehem, the hopes and fears of all the years are met tonight. May our weary world rejoice, for He appeared, and the soul felt it's worth. He is the Prince of Peace, Might God, Holy One, Emmanuel. And He was born a babe on this holy night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5217916904767227530?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5217916904767227530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5217916904767227530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5217916904767227530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5217916904767227530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-4403984620841441835</id><published>2009-12-07T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:10:51.060-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Christmas!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The holiday season is in full swing, and it's the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;most wonderful time of the year!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The lights are up, the music is on, even my blog has the Christmas spirit! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am disappointed in myself that I did not write a single entry in November. Although most of you (that read this) are aware, I'm still living at home, and I finally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;praise God&lt;/span&gt;!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got a job. I am working at another group home, but it's much different than &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;the one in Portland&lt;/span&gt;. It's in Salinas, and it's a lower level than the one in Portland (meaning the kids require a lower level of care). There are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;6 beds&lt;/span&gt; in the home, and it houses adolescent girls (13-17) who have a mental health diagnosis and have a substance abuse problem. So far, I have really enjoyed it. It's much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;more mellow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;than the Portland job, there are fewer rules and restrictions for the girls, and so far, no one has hit me, so that's a plus. :) I'm enjoying getting to know the girls, that's always been&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;my favorite part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; of this work. Kids who have the life experiences they have are often (surprisingly) much more open than the average teenager. Perhaps they're just used to having a lot of people come in and out of their lives, but they tend to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;share their stories&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;easily, and despite their tough exteriors, they are often more accepting of people who are new and/or different from them. The job has its challenges, of course. I am learning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;a new system&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;which has its flaws, as the program is not even 2 years old. Of course, teenagers are prone to bouts of moodiness and attitude. And sadly, since I started about 3 weeks ago, 2 of the girls at the house have run away. This (the running) is not at all new to me, it's a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;very common behavior&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;within the demographic that I work with, but it's always disappointing and worrisome. I hope and pray that those girls are safe, wherever they are. For the most part though, the job is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have conceded to the fact &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;God is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;keeping me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;in this area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;at least for now. Which is not to say that I don't love it here, because I do, it's just not what I had planned. But&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;God had other plans&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was getting so frustrated, worried and depressed about how long it was taking me to find a job. (Part of the reason for the lack in blogging.) I wish that I was better at trusting God. He always&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;knows what's best for me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and His ways are higher than my ways. Of all the jobs I applied for/interviewed for/saw on the internet, this one is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;the best. My passion&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;is for working with at-risk youth, and believe it or not, I prefer teenagers. I like working with a team better than&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;being out there on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but it is also nice to have a smaller number of kids to supervise. Not to mention, the pay is awesome. So, it's a pretty perfect set-up. Since I completely neglected my blog during&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the month of thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want to say a huge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; to God, for the blessing of employment. I also want to thank my parents for supporting me through that process, financially and emotionally, with every job denial, they were&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;hopeful and encouraging&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that the right job was out there. And thank you to my two amazing sisters and my wonderful friends, who were always just a phone call, e-mail, or text message away during that frustrating time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I am thankful for &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We had a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lovely Thanksgiving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;with the whole family: taking multiple trips out to the meadow with the kiddos, making and eating delicious food, talking, laughing, playing. And I'm so looking forward to Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am thankful for so many things this season!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-4403984620841441835?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/4403984620841441835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=4403984620841441835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4403984620841441835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/4403984620841441835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/12/its-beginning-to-look-lot-like.html' title='It&apos;s Beginning To Look A Lot Like...'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6244670509323982429</id><published>2009-10-29T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:11:41.607-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Spain Day Eight: Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On Day 8, our last day in Barcelona, Adriana and I ditched the tour bus and explored the city on foot. First we checked out the Gothic Cathedral, which was very close to our hostel. Unfortunately, they were doing some construction to the outside of it, but it was still very impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIYlT4WDI/AAAAAAAAAjw/inDutwd-ZvE/s1600-h/IMG_5027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398136321782339634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIYlT4WDI/AAAAAAAAAjw/inDutwd-ZvE/s320/IMG_5027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIUZAc-CI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3aJD0VLNRd4/s1600-h/IMG_5033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398136249760151586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIUZAc-CI/AAAAAAAAAjo/3aJD0VLNRd4/s320/IMG_5033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIPG1gP0I/AAAAAAAAAjg/WPdpL7Aofhg/s1600-h/IMG_5043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398136158983044930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIPG1gP0I/AAAAAAAAAjg/WPdpL7Aofhg/s320/IMG_5043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIIWh2EhI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fw8lRN09diA/s1600-h/IMG_5070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398136042936472082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIIWh2EhI/AAAAAAAAAjY/fw8lRN09diA/s320/IMG_5070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoH9GA1rcI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3bDl0u69vyk/s1600-h/IMG_5081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135849524506050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoH9GA1rcI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/3bDl0u69vyk/s320/IMG_5081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then we went to the Parc de la Ciutadella, which is filled with trees, pretty buildings, a gorgeous fountain, and the Arc de Triomphe (a bit familiar... ha ha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHwTdxccI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DyAy-9t27eQ/s1600-h/IMG_5142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135629797224898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHwTdxccI/AAAAAAAAAjA/DyAy-9t27eQ/s320/IMG_5142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoH1repmHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/mfc8pkJubho/s1600-h/768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135722142701682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoH1repmHI/AAAAAAAAAjI/mfc8pkJubho/s320/768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHq8PdadI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8u2H_8sB9Bo/s1600-h/IMG_5161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135537663830482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHq8PdadI/AAAAAAAAAi4/8u2H_8sB9Bo/s320/IMG_5161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHj37iKuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1Kax1ephQKg/s1600-h/831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135416247429858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHj37iKuI/AAAAAAAAAiw/1Kax1ephQKg/s320/831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHbIWVguI/AAAAAAAAAio/dkKuPdk14W4/s1600-h/IMG_5189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135266035991266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHbIWVguI/AAAAAAAAAio/dkKuPdk14W4/s320/IMG_5189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then we wandered to La Pedrera, another building designed by Gaudi. It used to house luxury apartments, but now is kind of like a museum, with one decorated "apartment" inside, and a bunch of his unique structures on the roof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHOymPdQI/AAAAAAAAAig/BDEZYLPn0k0/s1600-h/15741_684533322635_6407938_39888013_772583_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398135054038693122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoHOymPdQI/AAAAAAAAAig/BDEZYLPn0k0/s320/15741_684533322635_6407938_39888013_772583_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGuuTkyqI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9nk18x5dNmY/s1600-h/IMG_5202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398134503130843810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGuuTkyqI/AAAAAAAAAiY/9nk18x5dNmY/s320/IMG_5202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGobB6dSI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kxkqStTqbD0/s1600-h/IMG_5209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398134394877277474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGobB6dSI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/kxkqStTqbD0/s320/IMG_5209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGg6YrJPI/AAAAAAAAAiI/u_ozm6EI92c/s1600-h/IMG_5212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398134265855288562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGg6YrJPI/AAAAAAAAAiI/u_ozm6EI92c/s320/IMG_5212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGav1tMQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/hPAoPE4XABQ/s1600-h/887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398134159945052418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGav1tMQI/AAAAAAAAAiA/hPAoPE4XABQ/s320/887.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGUzqC9CI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x3CFPLkUoG0/s1600-h/IMG_5224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398134057890673698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGUzqC9CI/AAAAAAAAAh4/x3CFPLkUoG0/s320/IMG_5224.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGOeMnBdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/1zcvS_hRGlQ/s1600-h/IMG_5268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133949050848722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGOeMnBdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/1zcvS_hRGlQ/s320/IMG_5268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGIXgOocI/AAAAAAAAAho/yOgtT12aGRc/s1600-h/IMG_5277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133844174873026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGIXgOocI/AAAAAAAAAho/yOgtT12aGRc/s320/IMG_5277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then we wandered back to the area where our hostel was located. We wandered down Las Ramblas, which is a strip filled with street vendors and performers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGCjf1mSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/9vYr1wN4ae8/s1600-h/IMG_5120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133744315242786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoGCjf1mSI/AAAAAAAAAhg/9vYr1wN4ae8/s320/IMG_5120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoF8PxGxPI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7RjeU9Ug99Q/s1600-h/IMG_5324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133635939747058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoF8PxGxPI/AAAAAAAAAhY/7RjeU9Ug99Q/s320/IMG_5324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000ee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We stopped by La Boqueria market, which is a huge open market with all kinds of colorful fruits, vegetables, meats, candy, etc. We each had a fresh squeezed juice, which was very refreshing. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoF2Q-2yJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/VI8ARq0cQBY/s1600-h/IMG_5317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133533186640018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoF2Q-2yJI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/VI8ARq0cQBY/s320/IMG_5317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFmPI-J9I/AAAAAAAAAhA/r2aYEpgXKkM/s1600-h/IMG_5304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133257814288338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFmPI-J9I/AAAAAAAAAhA/r2aYEpgXKkM/s320/IMG_5304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFtfa2SvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DmmIFKwg2kE/s1600-h/967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133382443322098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFtfa2SvI/AAAAAAAAAhI/DmmIFKwg2kE/s320/967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFe0IllgI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ESS2aFdSTpg/s1600-h/IMG_5305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398133130305836546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFe0IllgI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ESS2aFdSTpg/s320/IMG_5305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We headed back to the hostel and got dressed up, since it was our last night in Barcelona. On our way to dinner, we were followed by a creepy guy begging for money, and we hurried into an Italian restaurant to escape him. Believe it or not, he followed us in! Adriana told him that we were eating dinner and to leave us alone. The restaurant staff escorted him out, and they were very nice to us after that. Luckily, we had a delicious meal and more amazing sangria, and we promptly forgot about our little scare. &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFSjTvEBI/AAAAAAAAAgw/6QnhIsl0BDs/s1600-h/1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398132919630762002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoFSjTvEBI/AAAAAAAAAgw/6QnhIsl0BDs/s320/1035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-6244670509323982429?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6244670509323982429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6244670509323982429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6244670509323982429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6244670509323982429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/10/spain-day-eight-barcelona.html' title='Spain Day Eight: Barcelona'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SuoIYlT4WDI/AAAAAAAAAjw/inDutwd-ZvE/s72-c/IMG_5027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5986147590567517381</id><published>2009-10-15T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:12:04.467-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Spain Day Seven: Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Slowly but surely I am going to finish this Spain series. I don't really have anything else to blog about, so I may as well get this done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On my seventh day in Spain, Adriana and I continued our bus tour. We got out at the beach, and walked down the coast a bit before hopping back on the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAxgi0cvI/AAAAAAAAAgo/T20SlymckY8/s1600-h/IMG_4878.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776110185640690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAxgi0cvI/AAAAAAAAAgo/T20SlymckY8/s320/IMG_4878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujArjP5rlI/AAAAAAAAAgg/M1e10WcDic4/s1600-h/350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397776007832383058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujArjP5rlI/AAAAAAAAAgg/M1e10WcDic4/s320/350.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAmpHQ4jI/AAAAAAAAAgY/G3H8HWHSrAg/s1600-h/IMG_4879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775923507421746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAmpHQ4jI/AAAAAAAAAgY/G3H8HWHSrAg/s320/IMG_4879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAdyCsWeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/yVM9pyF4a0k/s1600-h/IMG_4885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775771285346786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAdyCsWeI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/yVM9pyF4a0k/s320/IMG_4885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAWwdtRdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/qPNh97oTctQ/s1600-h/379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775650602698194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAWwdtRdI/AAAAAAAAAgI/qPNh97oTctQ/s320/379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We then went to La Sagrada Familia ("the holy family"), which is an incredible church which has been a work in progress since 1882. The architect, Antoni Gaudi, died in 1926, and since then many other architects have tried to finish what he started. It was amazing to see how the architecture of the building tells the story of Jesus' birth, life and death, and how much passion and worship went into creating the church. I was definitely impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAOOOTqkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/W3ddI1ufXM0/s1600-h/IMG_4909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775503972346434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAOOOTqkI/AAAAAAAAAgA/W3ddI1ufXM0/s320/IMG_4909.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAGzyBxcI/AAAAAAAAAf4/boipCPuhrRM/s1600-h/IMG_4911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775376615327170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAGzyBxcI/AAAAAAAAAf4/boipCPuhrRM/s320/IMG_4911.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujABdqFMBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FZ5XielR5Dw/s1600-h/IMG_4916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775284777070610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujABdqFMBI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FZ5XielR5Dw/s320/IMG_4916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui_78f_wbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/R8UwZ60Aufk/s1600-h/IMG_4946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775189977055666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui_78f_wbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/R8UwZ60Aufk/s320/IMG_4946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui_0j6Y8mI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ulVybCdCS-Q/s1600-h/482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397775063117787746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui_0j6Y8mI/AAAAAAAAAfg/ulVybCdCS-Q/s320/482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We continued on to have lunch. (At this point I was very low on blood sugar and a bit grumpy - but nothing an all-you-can-eat Italian buffet couldn't cure!) Then from there we hopped off the bus at Park Guell, which is an architectural park designed by Gaudi (same guy as above), full of neat buildings that reminded me of gingerbread houses, and structures covered in his distinct style of mosaic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui_BiiUFWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Kb41S0E8gM4/s1600-h/IMG_4966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397774186575041890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui_BiiUFWI/AAAAAAAAAfY/Kb41S0E8gM4/s320/IMG_4966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-56WIhFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mWRQr6DWVfY/s1600-h/IMG_4969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397774055527449682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-56WIhFI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/mWRQr6DWVfY/s320/IMG_4969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-zpWQCLI/AAAAAAAAAfI/h-4gEuFlx1Y/s1600-h/539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397773947885324466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-zpWQCLI/AAAAAAAAAfI/h-4gEuFlx1Y/s320/539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-PTaxCWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/txHzp6XDp04/s1600-h/IMG_4999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397773323523393890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-PTaxCWI/AAAAAAAAAe4/txHzp6XDp04/s320/IMG_4999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-auwTKXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aViw_3eUeDQ/s1600-h/IMG_4994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397773519840029042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Sui-auwTKXI/AAAAAAAAAfA/aViw_3eUeDQ/s320/IMG_4994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteaPQY1cRI/AAAAAAAAAew/1yQyur6Cfqg/s1600-h/IMG_4987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392948665687306514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteaPQY1cRI/AAAAAAAAAew/1yQyur6Cfqg/s320/IMG_4987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteaIffdXKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jVTRlNfaiNk/s1600-h/549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392948549482536098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteaIffdXKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/jVTRlNfaiNk/s320/549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteaB_9LtHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7MXVe5SGTsE/s1600-h/IMG_5001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392948437938058354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteaB_9LtHI/AAAAAAAAAeg/7MXVe5SGTsE/s320/IMG_5001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteZg7YjS8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/UNZafxzZBI8/s1600-h/610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392947869774990274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteZg7YjS8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/UNZafxzZBI8/s320/610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We went back to our hostel - after stopping for an amazing treat - Belgian waffle covered in chocolate and whipped cream, yummy! We ate them on our little balcony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; we rested for a bit, then went back out, walked around our little neighborhood, and had falafel for dinner - not a traditional Spanish food, but it was tasty. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteZZb3QMnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xOB997oc-LI/s1600-h/643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392947741054743154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SteZZb3QMnI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/xOB997oc-LI/s320/643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5986147590567517381?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5986147590567517381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5986147590567517381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5986147590567517381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5986147590567517381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/10/spain-day-seven-barcelona.html' title='Spain Day Seven: Barcelona'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SujAxgi0cvI/AAAAAAAAAgo/T20SlymckY8/s72-c/IMG_4878.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-5414382257422027504</id><published>2009-10-08T17:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:12:25.074-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Spain Day Six: Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I was getting lazy on my Spain pictures, but I am determined to finish blogging the trip. So, here goes. On our sixth and seventh days in Spain, Adriana and I took double decker bus tours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;to see the sights. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;he city was split into two separate bus tours, so we did one half of the city one day, and the other half the next day. Here we are on the bus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FT-hx--I/AAAAAAAAAdo/mbdlaTmMPnE/s1600-h/IMG_4792.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390392382257757154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FT-hx--I/AAAAAAAAAdo/mbdlaTmMPnE/s320/IMG_4792.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is a huge statue of Christopher Columbus. You can't see him very well, but he's pointing off shore, toward "India." :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Fx5jLdLI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Ahes5ZZT24g/s1600-h/IMG_4775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390392896317519026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Fx5jLdLI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Ahes5ZZT24g/s320/IMG_4775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A port we stopped at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Frz3h3_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/CBdhoc9lKnE/s1600-h/IMG_4782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390392791713046514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Frz3h3_I/AAAAAAAAAeA/CBdhoc9lKnE/s320/IMG_4782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FmPcB4iI/AAAAAAAAAd4/5fXAfpcr3Hw/s1600-h/223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390392696034681378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FmPcB4iI/AAAAAAAAAd4/5fXAfpcr3Hw/s320/223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Fcnr0slI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FA1MJOlpfQQ/s1600-h/IMG_4788.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390392530744685138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Fcnr0slI/AAAAAAAAAdw/FA1MJOlpfQQ/s320/IMG_4788.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A bull fighting arena, which is as close as I ever need to come to a bull fight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FNWsnBsI/AAAAAAAAAdg/QCgCdfMlpAg/s1600-h/IMG_4814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390392268486543042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FNWsnBsI/AAAAAAAAAdg/QCgCdfMlpAg/s320/IMG_4814.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We have started a tradition of taking pictures together in silly glasses, (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://colleeninportland.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-promised-pictures-and-i-dont-have-any.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;remember these?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;) so we kept it up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FDBExDuI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ecyq3bRrxsw/s1600-h/228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390392090883591906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FDBExDuI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Ecyq3bRrxsw/s320/228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We headed u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;p a very pretty mounta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;in that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;they call Montjuic, or "hill of the Jews," which has amazing views of the city:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6E7ZgF7JI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YU_3CVN6Llw/s1600-h/IMG_4851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391960001703058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6E7ZgF7JI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/YU_3CVN6Llw/s320/IMG_4851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Ey3AvplI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ETjtR_0dqrY/s1600-h/IMG_4838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391813304460882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Ey3AvplI/AAAAAAAAAdI/ETjtR_0dqrY/s320/IMG_4838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6ErHASaVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/O04tLhl6CxE/s1600-h/237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391680158558546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6ErHASaVI/AAAAAAAAAdA/O04tLhl6CxE/s320/237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6ElcRm6pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/KNoG-Ix6OpE/s1600-h/IMG_4841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391582789134994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6ElcRm6pI/AAAAAAAAAc4/KNoG-Ix6OpE/s320/IMG_4841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Ed9g8QdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QroqHP16SXM/s1600-h/241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391454272864722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Ed9g8QdI/AAAAAAAAAcw/QroqHP16SXM/s320/241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6EWmYcbEI/AAAAAAAAAco/BWkCEIkY1G8/s1600-h/IMG_4849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391327804124226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6EWmYcbEI/AAAAAAAAAco/BWkCEIkY1G8/s320/IMG_4849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We continued on to the Olympic Stadium, where Barcelona hosted the summer Olympics in 1992. To be perfectly honest with you, the stadium wasn't as grand as I expected. It was still neat to see though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6EKM_ermI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ZQwTP8b63eE/s1600-h/IMG_4862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391114830098018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6EKM_ermI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ZQwTP8b63eE/s320/IMG_4862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6EDiDFr6I/AAAAAAAAAcY/3XrABO8juwo/s1600-h/IMG_4853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390391000223297442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6EDiDFr6I/AAAAAAAAAcY/3XrABO8juwo/s320/IMG_4853.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6D7EEuZEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/xtaPZK1rrto/s1600-h/IMG_4854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390390854738142274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6D7EEuZEI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/xtaPZK1rrto/s320/IMG_4854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DgAzBDCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_CtXIqtEESM/s1600-h/249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390390390002093090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DgAzBDCI/AAAAAAAAAcA/_CtXIqtEESM/s320/249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After returning to the hotel room, changing and freshening up, we went to dinner at Hard Rock Cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DXjPxrbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/esIwp8DDFqM/s1600-h/IMG_4875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390390244630703538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DXjPxrbI/AAAAAAAAAb4/esIwp8DDFqM/s320/IMG_4875.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We were excited about the glasses that we got to take home, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the refreshingly delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; fruity drinks inside them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DP9vM3TI/AAAAAAAAAbw/bPBPuyMVMGI/s1600-h/303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390390114302876978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DP9vM3TI/AAAAAAAAAbw/bPBPuyMVMGI/s320/303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;If you look closely, there is a guitar above my ear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DKGDmd6I/AAAAAAAAAbo/QM_FiBXqZmE/s1600-h/308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390390013456709538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DKGDmd6I/AAAAAAAAAbo/QM_FiBXqZmE/s320/308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Adria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;na with Julio Iglesias' jacket:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DEV9RxfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/O-flfdzRk4c/s1600-h/317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390389914645939698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6DEV9RxfI/AAAAAAAAAbg/O-flfdzRk4c/s320/317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Me and Elton:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6C-zWYejI/AAAAAAAAAbY/WBR-4hStcIU/s1600-h/323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390389819456649778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6C-zWYejI/AAAAAAAAAbY/WBR-4hStcIU/s320/323.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We headed home and stopped at a cute little bar right by our hostel, where we got blue margaritas that looked fun but tasted gross. Adriana is smiling because she hasn't tasted it yet. Ha ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6C34MmYpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CkNoZHAqBuA/s1600-h/330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390389700498711186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6C34MmYpI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CkNoZHAqBuA/s320/330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And this is what they did to our tongues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Cxd8pogI/AAAAAAAAAbI/w1juYcogXwY/s1600-h/337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390389590373278210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6Cxd8pogI/AAAAAAAAAbI/w1juYcogXwY/s320/337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The end of another fun Spanish day. More to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-5414382257422027504?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/5414382257422027504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=5414382257422027504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5414382257422027504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/5414382257422027504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/10/spain-day-six-barcelona.html' title='Spain Day Six: Barcelona'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/Ss6FT-hx--I/AAAAAAAAAdo/mbdlaTmMPnE/s72-c/IMG_4792.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-6974521619714043240</id><published>2009-09-21T11:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:12:45.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Spain Day Four And Five: Madrid-Barcelona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On day four in Spain, we slept in (since we'd been out until the not so wee hours of the morning) and then started out the day getting lunch at a cute little restaurant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRdwtm9RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/XjR--Bs9O6o/s1600-h/IMG_4694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384002188767327506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRdwtm9RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/XjR--Bs9O6o/s320/IMG_4694.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRZd2KmFI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XKIFmDroHuU/s1600-h/IMG_4696.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384002114983467090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRZd2KmFI/AAAAAAAAAaw/XKIFmDroHuU/s320/IMG_4696.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then we returned to the Plaza de Espana so we could see it in the daytime. (This is where we walked after the flamenco show - remember the pic of me in my cute red shoes? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRTWjfwCI/AAAAAAAAAao/LB_pUhMm6FA/s1600-h/IMG_4701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384002009946898466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRTWjfwCI/AAAAAAAAAao/LB_pUhMm6FA/s320/IMG_4701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRN2W_y8I/AAAAAAAAAag/PoxNS5e9Has/s1600-h/IMG_4703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384001915405192130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRN2W_y8I/AAAAAAAAAag/PoxNS5e9Has/s320/IMG_4703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRFoTR-yI/AAAAAAAAAaY/kcNfvorohhQ/s1600-h/IMG_4704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384001774192556834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRFoTR-yI/AAAAAAAAAaY/kcNfvorohhQ/s320/IMG_4704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQ8XwNqgI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m4IsyHahNrQ/s1600-h/IMG_4707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384001615131683330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQ8XwNqgI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/m4IsyHahNrQ/s320/IMG_4707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQyhCbO6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/iF86zkAaCo4/s1600-h/187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384001445825297314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQyhCbO6I/AAAAAAAAAaI/iF86zkAaCo4/s320/187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQpAPIHGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qzcUmJHAhY0/s1600-h/193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384001282401377378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQpAPIHGI/AAAAAAAAAaA/qzcUmJHAhY0/s320/193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This statue is Cervantes, who hails from Madrid, and in front of him (next picture) are his characters, Don Quixote and Sancho Panza (and me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQiQJt7mI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ub-sb5beaTA/s1600-h/IMG_4716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384001166414573154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQiQJt7mI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/ub-sb5beaTA/s320/IMG_4716.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQIeR_nZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/w0uMBLrVCsE/s1600-h/IMG_4719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384000723530784146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfQIeR_nZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/w0uMBLrVCsE/s320/IMG_4719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then we went to The Prado, which is the largest Spanish museum. It's free on certain evenings, so we could only spend a couple hours there, but that was just enough to see all the big time Spanish artists' works. Of course I couldn't take pictures inside, but here is the outside:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfP-NsIENI/AAAAAAAAAZo/v-glVpDgDJg/s1600-h/IMG_4744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384000547278295250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfP-NsIENI/AAAAAAAAAZo/v-glVpDgDJg/s320/IMG_4744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfP4T3GbWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cJoYBSjtJdQ/s1600-h/IMG_4747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384000445855722850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfP4T3GbWI/AAAAAAAAAZg/cJoYBSjtJdQ/s320/IMG_4747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPy81wiXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/fyWyOgIyrKY/s1600-h/204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384000353776732530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPy81wiXI/AAAAAAAAAZY/fyWyOgIyrKY/s320/204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We went home and changed, and went back out again, with one of Adriana's friends, and a couple of his friends. It was a fun evening, but we unfortunately forgot to take pictures. The next morning we dashed to the bus station and almost didn't make it (it was a crazy morning, but I'm going to leave the details out.) Luckily, we got there in time, and we spent 8 hours (!) on a bus to Barcelona, with a couple of stops to eat and stretch our legs. Here are some pictures of our room at the hostel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPe-0bHgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/zYjc01mutfI/s1600-h/IMG_4759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384000010710621698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPe-0bHgI/AAAAAAAAAZA/zYjc01mutfI/s320/IMG_4759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="TEXT-DECORATION: none" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPY8dWGLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dYfx26rkf30/s1600-h/IMG_4760.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383999906997737650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPY8dWGLI/AAAAAAAAAY4/dYfx26rkf30/s320/IMG_4760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Taking a shower in our room was kind of like a circus act, but it was still preferable to the communal shower. (Not because it was gross, just because it was... communal.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPM6uPQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/hKF3vAnzNEI/s1600-h/IMG_4764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383999700373292002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPM6uPQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/hKF3vAnzNEI/s320/IMG_4764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The balcony:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPSU8lK5I/AAAAAAAAAYw/xBfvYRSEPzY/s1600-h/IMG_4763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383999793312115602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPSU8lK5I/AAAAAAAAAYw/xBfvYRSEPzY/s320/IMG_4763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The view from the balcony:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPHJTWDzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/I2k88rvAGUE/s1600-h/IMG_4765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383999601207807794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPHJTWDzI/AAAAAAAAAYg/I2k88rvAGUE/s320/IMG_4765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My rash covered, swollen feet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPrBhdTzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fz3_Cc2yIyI/s1600-h/IMG_4757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384000217594810162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPrBhdTzI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/fz3_Cc2yIyI/s320/IMG_4757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Some of you may not be super familiar with what my feet and ankles usually look like, but this is HUGE compared to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPlSI3EkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/idv3d9SjoGY/s1600-h/IMG_4758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384000118975828546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfPlSI3EkI/AAAAAAAAAZI/idv3d9SjoGY/s320/IMG_4758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;That evening, we freshened up and walked out to a nice Italian restaurant where I had some delicious Gnocci, and then we sat in the street and had gelato for dessert:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfO_8lw65I/AAAAAAAAAYY/-93H19QKAh0/s1600-h/216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383999477536320402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfO_8lw65I/AAAAAAAAAYY/-93H19QKAh0/s320/216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;More Barcelona fun to come!&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/543843331143816959-6974521619714043240?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/6974521619714043240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=6974521619714043240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6974521619714043240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/6974521619714043240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/09/spain-day-four-and-five-madrid.html' title='Spain Day Four And Five: Madrid-Barcelona'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrfRdwtm9RI/AAAAAAAAAa4/XjR--Bs9O6o/s72-c/IMG_4694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-3419706100034006169</id><published>2009-09-17T15:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:13:12.622-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Spain Day Three: Toledo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On my third morning in Spain, we headed down to the Atocha Train Statio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;n in Madrid, which is a pretty amazing sight itself. Inside the station is a little jungle, with tons of plants &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;and trees and... turtles!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_iuN7ygI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4zyrNclT5w0/s1600-h/IMG_4526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382575107904096770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_iuN7ygI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4zyrNclT5w0/s320/IMG_4526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_cjKYV7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/z-EHJhddkMM/s1600-h/IMG_4534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382575001857185714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_cjKYV7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/z-EHJhddkMM/s320/IMG_4534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_W4dYMlI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Zca6xrBZZBA/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574904494797394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_W4dYMlI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Zca6xrBZZBA/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_PNUrUiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SVYQMtDQn14/s1600-h/IMG_4538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574772656493090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_PNUrUiI/AAAAAAAAAX4/SVYQMtDQn14/s320/IMG_4538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We took a train to Toledo. During our trip, Adriana and I spent so much time on buses, trains, and subway cars, that we took to playing games. We played word games with the alphabet, and question games, and a favorite was a game to do with rating the attractiveness of celebrities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; It was quite entertaining, and we were pretty much never bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;When we arrived, we grabbed sandwiches, and then began exploring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Below you can see the stone fortification (the castle-y thing), called Alcazar de Toledo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_EwhoTOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9Yl-n8may8E/s1600-h/IMG_4554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574593127501026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_EwhoTOI/AAAAAAAAAXw/9Yl-n8may8E/s320/IMG_4554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Toledo was the home of El Greco, a very famous Spanish painter, and it is located in the region of Castile-La Mancha, which was home to the well known and well loved characters, Don Quixote and Sancho Panza. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK--w7G6HI/AAAAAAAAAXo/d6_Uls_LG58/s1600-h/IMG_4567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574490155149426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK--w7G6HI/AAAAAAAAAXo/d6_Uls_LG58/s320/IMG_4567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-4V3AN_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/mdiVJBwYwXY/s1600-h/IMG_4569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574379810961394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-4V3AN_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/mdiVJBwYwXY/s320/IMG_4569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-w4QYKyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_ZiXF9HW4eA/s1600-h/IMG_4581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574251605240610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-w4QYKyI/AAAAAAAAAXY/_ZiXF9HW4eA/s320/IMG_4581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-qy_kyEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/c0RazQTHLtg/s1600-h/IMG_4582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574147113371714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-qy_kyEI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/c0RazQTHLtg/s320/IMG_4582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Toledo, as I've mentioned, was one of my favorite parts of the trip, not just because of the history and the grand buildings, but the narrow walkways and cobblestone streets give it that small-town European charm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-e3lCTbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Qu_picKI8vY/s1600-h/IMG_4595.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573942185807282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-e3lCTbI/AAAAAAAAAXA/Qu_picKI8vY/s320/IMG_4595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-lMvcj5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/APolGSnv61g/s1600-h/IMG_4593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382574050945830802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-lMvcj5I/AAAAAAAAAXI/APolGSnv61g/s320/IMG_4593.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-QVt-tBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/IU_yQPyZHhQ/s1600-h/IMG_4596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573692578346002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-QVt-tBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/IU_yQPyZHhQ/s320/IMG_4596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-GbrNzjI/AAAAAAAAAWw/61PpMa3jPwo/s1600-h/IMG_4600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573522378673714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK-GbrNzjI/AAAAAAAAAWw/61PpMa3jPwo/s320/IMG_4600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK99m1HefI/AAAAAAAAAWo/cvYsB2YIFvo/s1600-h/IMG_4607.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573370754169330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK99m1HefI/AAAAAAAAAWo/cvYsB2YIFvo/s320/IMG_4607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK92A88H1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/MpF4DN1ZMfw/s1600-h/IMG_4608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573240327348050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK92A88H1I/AAAAAAAAAWg/MpF4DN1ZMfw/s320/IMG_4608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We stopped to take pictures of the cathedral, and lay down in the grass. Keep in mind, that it was 112+ degrees that day. When we sat down, the grass felt so cool and refreshing, that I lay flat with my face in it. Weird, I know, but you do what you must to cool down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK9v9M3IWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7FgQp7EeeFk/s1600-h/IMG_4626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382573136241172834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK9v9M3IWI/AAAAAAAAAWY/7FgQp7EeeFk/s320/IMG_4626.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK9j3v5FII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-EPQHVB-IGI/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572928619058306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK9j3v5FII/AAAAAAAAAWQ/-EPQHVB-IGI/s320/077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK9axpw-BI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QnAVsw_1nVM/s1600-h/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572772363925522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK9axpw-BI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QnAVsw_1nVM/s320/071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Then we continued to explore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK83R4i_RI/AAAAAAAAAV4/5x_6oB3riaM/s1600-h/IMG_4652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572162540567826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK83R4i_RI/AAAAAAAAAV4/5x_6oB3riaM/s320/IMG_4652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8_QtbEFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xYwEhAQ23kk/s1600-h/IMG_4639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572299664429138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8_QtbEFI/AAAAAAAAAWA/xYwEhAQ23kk/s320/IMG_4639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8wbl-QoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9o2cf8z8kfk/s1600-h/IMG_4682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382572044887933570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8wbl-QoI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9o2cf8z8kfk/s320/IMG_4682.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8hvO9VoI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9F4RAOUNu_8/s1600-h/IMG_4690.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571792462075522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8hvO9VoI/AAAAAAAAAVg/9F4RAOUNu_8/s320/IMG_4690.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8pys69FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HDRPL4CJlPc/s1600-h/IMG_4686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571930832008274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8pys69FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/HDRPL4CJlPc/s320/IMG_4686.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8bicGWMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EiNlyWkDGAQ/s1600-h/IMG_4691.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571685948315842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8bicGWMI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EiNlyWkDGAQ/s320/IMG_4691.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;At the end of the day, we took a train back, freshened up, and believe it or not, headed back out again. We went to the Berlin Cabaret, where we danced our little hearts out. :) Every so often, they stopped everyone from dancing, and put on a flamenco show. As you can see below, there's a round part of the stage where the dancers come out, and Adriana and I discovered that it's bouncy - like dancing on a trampoline - so we had a great time. The end to another great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8NYwDSoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/k0E8V2B0Z7E/s1600-h/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571442829478530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8NYwDSoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/k0E8V2B0Z7E/s320/134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8HyQGlOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Ttu4bK5fhP4/s1600-h/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571346595583202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8HyQGlOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Ttu4bK5fhP4/s320/160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8A8ww_VI/AAAAAAAAAVA/nkXF3DNPuVw/s1600-h/163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382571229157850450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK8A8ww_VI/AAAAAAAAAVA/nkXF3DNPuVw/s320/163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/543843331143816959-3419706100034006169?l=www.smalltowncolleen.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/feeds/3419706100034006169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=543843331143816959&amp;postID=3419706100034006169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3419706100034006169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/543843331143816959/posts/default/3419706100034006169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.smalltowncolleen.com/2009/09/spain-day-three-toledo.html' title='Spain Day Three: Toledo'/><author><name>Colleen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13842522443389391740</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/S6gP7zqiGVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/CDYWX0Q6Qdk/S220/c1.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrK_iuN7ygI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4zyrNclT5w0/s72-c/IMG_4526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-543843331143816959.post-8269923296272497401</id><published>2009-09-16T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T17:13:32.968-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photos'/><title type='text'>Spain Day Two: Madrid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;On the second day in Madrid, we started the day by returning to the Royal Palace so that we could tour the inside. Unfortunately, you are not allowed to take pictures inside, but I can assure you it was glamorous, decadent, and well... fit for a king! :) We took some pictures in the courtyard though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEqW_D9XkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/RitfZWC5vbk/s1600-h/IMG_4428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129604057980482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEqW_D9XkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/RitfZWC5vbk/s320/IMG_4428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEqHp6-hSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/YtlMJKMb4e8/s1600-h/IMG_4480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129340685124898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEqHp6-hSI/AAAAAAAAAUo/YtlMJKMb4e8/s320/IMG_4480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEqQCy1srI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Er28QDCvm3c/s1600-h/454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129484800832178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEqQCy1srI/AAAAAAAAAUw/Er28QDCvm3c/s320/454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpqvp1LoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/7HdpqPxTH3M/s1600-h/IMG_4486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128844007616130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpqvp1LoI/AAAAAAAAAUY/7HdpqPxTH3M/s320/IMG_4486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This is the view from the courtyard, and you see those two tall buildings in the background? The one on the left is Adriana's apartment building!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEp2x9BKqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AJgW5D23vq4/s1600-h/8427_843023017963_1207806_47753549_945356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382129050783394466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEp2x9BKqI/AAAAAAAAAUg/AJgW5D23vq4/s320/8427_843023017963_1207806_47753549_945356_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We headed to the Plaza Santa Ana for lunch. On the way, I saw this ham shop ("Museum of Ham") that I had to take a picture of.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I don't know why, it's just very... Spanish. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpimD35kI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/76246nzCyJ8/s1600-h/IMG_4509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128703993538114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpimD35kI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/76246nzCyJ8/s320/IMG_4509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpY0NS9KI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8Z3G-wukjyM/s1600-h/IMG_4510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128535992464546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpY0NS9KI/AAAAAAAAAUI/8Z3G-wukjyM/s320/IMG_4510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;For lunch we had some delicious tapas and amazingly sweet and fruity sangria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpPc815TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/dAtXcThxB7M/s1600-h/IMG_4518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128375130613042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpPc815TI/AAAAAAAAAUA/dAtXcThxB7M/s320/IMG_4518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpILEh9BI/AAAAAAAAAT4/AVjmyBpqj3A/s1600-h/IMG_4519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128250071938066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEpILEh9BI/AAAAAAAAAT4/AVjmyBpqj3A/s320/IMG_4519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEo-hTGVgI/AAAAAAAAATw/VKd4unJBaHE/s1600-h/471-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382128084239930882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEo-hTGVgI/AAAAAAAAATw/VKd4unJBaHE/s320/471-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;After lunch, we went to... believe it or not... the pool! Not a tourist attraction per se, but it was soo hot, and sounded so amazing, so we did it anyway. And it was glorious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEovETugAI/AAAAAAAAATo/vhFuo8x4YYw/s1600-h/472-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382127818759897090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEovETugAI/AAAAAAAAATo/vhFuo8x4YYw/s320/472-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEooEhrF-I/AAAAAAAAATg/YRNYlkLxZr0/s1600-h/485-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382127698559309794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEooEhrF-I/AAAAAAAAATg/YRNYlkLxZr0/s320/485-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEoiFBD8YI/AAAAAAAAATY/RCgdH-43Ywc/s1600-h/500-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382127595611746690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEoiFBD8YI/AAAAAAAAATY/RCgdH-43Ywc/s320/500-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We returned home to shower and change and then headed out to a little cafe/bar to watch a flamenco show! It was really fun, all the passionate singing and stomping and spinning... I enjoyed it. And I found out gypsies still exist. That blows my mind. I thought they were basically fairy tale characters. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEn4uJROaI/AAAAAAAAATA/mUInWej-FVc/s1600-h/524-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382126885097519522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEn4uJROaI/AAAAAAAAATA/mUInWej-FVc/s320/524-2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEnwqEjaYI/AAAAAAAAAS4/BYU8zpgWAmQ/s1600-h/537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382126746565044610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEnwqEjaYI/AAAAAAAAAS4/BYU8zpgWAmQ/s320/537.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEno7JCYYI/AAAAAAAAASw/sQm1w8owIVU/s1600-h/555-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382126613708300674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEno7JCYYI/AAAAAAAAASw/sQm1w8owIVU/s320/555-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEng-mnXxI/AAAAAAAAASo/Ohz6xyzq7Ho/s1600-h/571-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382126477198712594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5kotukSHtrI/SrEng-mnXxI/AAAAAAAAASo/Ohz6xyzq7Ho/s320/571-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a
