tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346506822024-03-12T18:19:46.452-05:00Wife... Mommy... Sister... Daughter... Friend...Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.comBlogger180125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-51267390172238028742010-12-08T16:02:00.002-06:002010-12-08T16:05:39.314-06:00BLOG HACK - Even more love....Happy Birthday to you! You have been a precious friend for many years. <br />You made Jonesboro feel like home to us---we really came to feel like <br />you were family. And I miss you now, even as I am surrounded by family <br />in Michigan! <br />One of my best memories with you is the Memorial Day weekend we went <br />down to Pensacola...after a James Taylor concert in Memphis, we drove <br />late into the night, got a flat tire, stayed at the SEEDIEST hotel I <br />have ever stayed at (remember they told Joe and James that we couldn't <br />get an hourly rate?) and then arrived in Pensacola only to learn that <br />Memorial Day weekend there was the largest gathering of gays and <br />lesbians in the whole country. What an experience! None of us had ever <br />seen so many rainbows (remember we had an old sheet with rainbows on <br />it...nice!), mesh bathing suits, or guys checking out our husbands. That <br />was probably the least attention you or I ever got on a beach :). Then <br />we played Catan, of course, in the hotel room. Now that we have kids, I <br />think we were crazy for staying in the hotel room and not GOING <br />OUT...but oh well. I remember laughing a lot, eating good food (and some <br />junk, too), and just having a great time with you guys. The other memory <br />I will always hold is our weekly dinner/Survivor/Catan tradition. That <br />kept me grounded and sane for many years, even if it did cause serious <br />marital tension when Joe creamed us all. <br />Joe and I were just talking about the impending birth of our third <br />child---and I said "I wish Dana were here!" Not only so I could take <br />advantage of your photographic eye in the delivery room---but because <br />you were a calm, loving presence to me during Rowan's long birth. For <br />that I will be forever thankful. <br />Dana--I don't have another friend quite like you. You are spunky, <br />creative, fun, an initiator, spiritual, silly, thoughtful, loyal....and <br />I love you dearly. <br />LAURA<br /><br />Dana, Dana, Dana.....Love this girl to pieces, she's my little sugar muffin. She has been there for me through some very difficult times and knew just what to say and when to say nothing at all. When i first met Dana, there was a wall up, that spoke volumes - STAY OUT! lol... But then, I got to know the fun loving, spunky, shoe loving, big hoop wearing, loud mouth, music loving, precious soul that she is and she is now my sister and I love her dearly! Thank you Dana for being there when I needed you, for shedding tears with me and showing that you have a heart full of love and compassion beyond belief! I must admit, that I really wished you would have been in more pain when you got your tat, just because you are such a show off, but at least I got to be there to see a little bit of the pain and get pictures! lol... Thanks for letting me slide through the wall and be a part of your life! I love you girl! Happy Birthday!<br />MICHELEDanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-66521510887063235222010-12-08T08:58:00.001-06:002010-12-08T09:04:16.968-06:00BLOG HACK! Dana is 35!!!!HAPPY 35th BIRTHDAY DANA!<br /><br />It’s a blog-hack from me and your friends! You really should change that password….but then again, if you did, you’d never see all this:<br /><br />I went to Dana and James' cell group threeish years ago. That began what I know will be a lifelong friendship. Dana and James helped me grow so much over the two years they mentored to me in my spiritual walk. She has such a huge heart and love for her Savior, her family and her friends. I really dont think there is a thing she wouldn't do for me. (except of course, burning me a copy of my wedding video). Hint. Hint. Hint. :) She was instrumental in making my wedding day perfect for Casey and I. I still get teary-eyed when I think about what that meant to me. I love our Girl's Nights! Our love of KU! Most of all I love how she cherishes each and everyone of her friendships. Happy Birthday, D! You are one of a kind and I love you for it. <br />LESLEY<br /><br />It was always fun embarrassing you on stage, talking to you, putting you on the spot.<br />STEVE<br /><br />You’re a FREAK and I mean that from the bottom of my heart!<br />NICK<br /><br />I love You Dana!! Not just bc of your smackable booty or bc of the gross smelling burps you blow in my face. Or bc we share a “respect” for JT…..or that some days we wish we were sick so we could stay home in bed, where we would still be texting each other. No one else cares about the non-important things in my life, but you!! I can text you at any time “I just watched a crazy show about sea turtles” and we would discuss the show for another hour. or I could call you on accident at 1am and we’d stay up texting for the next hour. The phrase danalaughs means so much to your friends, because every where we go there is always someone who’s laugh stands out in a crowd and that makes us think of YOU!! But not to worry we know your laugh from all others!! Mainly bc if you laugh too hard you sound like a donkey!!<br />JULIE<br /><br /><br />Dear Dana, you are one of the most fun girls I've ever met! I am so blessed to call you friend, and I will forever cherish all the fun times we had...even the rice dessert! I am so thankful you were in my Zumba classes, mostly because when I forgot the moves, you remembered them!!<br />Happy birthday dear friend! Love yaaa!<br />KEM<br /><br /><br />Just wanted to say that you are a wondermous friend and an even more super duper person!! You have such an awesome positive outlook and always know how to have fun whether we are shopping, lounging in the river or out on one of our escapades. I am so glad that God brought you into my life. You are a beautiful person that I am glad to have in my posse!! I love you.<br />BRANDY <br /><br />Happy, Happy Birthday to You....my sister, seperated at birth =) I love that our journeys connected & God made us friends. I'm very thankful for you & hope your day is amazing!! We love you!! <br />AMANDA, BEAU, & BLANE<br /><br />I love you D because: you have a great laugh, for your love of music, for your ability to quote Friends, you're a party planner extraordinaire, you took pictures when Houston was born I will cherish forever, you got me to all the fab places in Cali, you lend me your tunes, because we have an In-N-Out connection, but most of all, because you are a GREAT person!! Hope this is the best birthday yet :))<br />MISTY<br /><br />I became acquainted with Dana about 3 years ago. Though I haven't known Dana as long as some, I feel fortunate enough to call her friend. I love to hear her laugh. When she gets so tickled by a situation, her laugh is contagious. The snorting is great also. <br /><br />She loves music as much as her family. I absolutely love, love, love, to hear Dana sing. I remember when I lost my sister to heart disease Dana sang In You by MercyMe that weekend. That moment will always stick in my mind. I felt like God was speaking through an angel and that angel was Dana. <br /><br />I wish you all the best on your birthday! Hope it is as awesome as you are.<br />KARA<br /><br />One of my favorite memories of you was on the scrapbook trip we took to Alabama to the Red Rooster Retreat. What I remember most is that we laughed all the way to Alabama and all the way back, and you know Dana, one of the things I love best about you is that contagious laugh! You radiate a positive, happy energy that infects everyone around you. You are a warm, loving person with the wonderful ability to bring people closer together. Where you find Dana, you find people laughing and having a great time! Happy Birthday beautiful lady! Love you, <br />CHRISTINE<br /><br /><br />I'm so honored to have you as a friend. You really blessed me when you drove an hour to Memphis for my mom's visitation and stood by me during a really difficult night. <br />I know I can always count on you to make me laugh or to pass along good music suggestions. I wish we lived close so we could share a cup of coffee or a plate of sushi more often. But we always have that next New York trip in our future, or your next visit with Ashley. Love you!<br />KRYSTAL<br /><br /><br />We met on a waterslide. How many friends can say that? I love that our first meeting was as unique as our friendship is. Crazy dare nights, setting stay-up-all-night records, some seriously insane videos, trips to Graceland, more Baskin-Robbins runs than I’d like to admit, and all the singing we did together make for a set of memories with you I wouldn’t trade for the world. Here we are 20 years later, and I can honestly say that I am humbled to be your friend. We may never eat an apple pie together. And we’ll never agree on any guy we think is hot. But I do know that every day, I’ll get on the computer and I’ll talk to you. And if I don’t, things just don’t feel right. I love you, girl. Happy 35th. <br />SARAHDanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-14604996847141485712009-08-25T20:01:00.003-05:002009-08-25T20:12:50.867-05:00Saraya's First Day of School<div>Today was Saraya's first day at the Kindergarten Center. She has been very excited to start school. I like to be organized and since this is all new to me, I decided that picking out clothes every morning just wasn't going to work. I got a 6 shelf organizer that hangs on a closet pole. Saraya and I sat in her closet and picked out her outfits for every day. I really think this is going to work well. There was no scrambling this morning, no hunting for shoes, it was all right there. So I'm pretty happy about that. Saraya really wasn't that hard to get up either. I'm sure that won't be the case all school year.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374072388412380850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsOrlHjpmrRlNiofb7wxivWaepoUNADKJnp7eYW8DmpAQBirOQi_Rzp3N6KDaBBpZL2nPGW0MujLQXB-ANnWQQ5AdPM2iQIcf9r0wovy9YEJzC_ZuOyNWae_QhyEQvblRaRRYBAg/s320/kindergarten+037.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374072397849430434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRtIwpyLSg57m5Qzh7gA-BhzkVH67cGG5o_JossrktjJFSOMnXdjqcay4vNreuINKkYQON7MtY9jqHpRN_eO1Gu2JYCK2iLi5WM8W6IGAKwlh8KIUKni0yIl5H8__rEPm1mCKvOQ/s320/kindergarten+045.JPG" /></div><br />We got there and she walked in very matter a factly. No hesitation. No tears. I'm so glad she's excited about it. It makes it so much easier to deal with. If she would've cried and not wanting me to leave the classroom, I think I would've just cried my eyes out. But that wasn't the case, so I was able to just hug and kiss her bye..... I did get a little choked up. Who wouldn't. :) Can't wait to see how it goes a week into it!Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-92073153847558627442009-08-10T23:20:00.003-05:002009-08-10T23:23:54.439-05:00My Girl......is on a trip with James to California. They've been gone for a week and they won't be back til the middle of the night Friday. I've kept myself busy, spending some quality time with some of my friends. But....<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368556728946073010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaLIvSiDNc_1IYIvViMvI0h54OnHdtcBrlu0yGYdSHb3Dz9tdkjcS_N3im9GdmgO4fBAHy_cybHbvmwpY_zDT7ptM-tGCIoVSCxEuqUCJ8AXWrz4E6vQyNGvbTpLJ9FAbX821wBQ/s320/ChaseChance+177.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p>...I miss her laugh, her smile, her conversation, her kisses and hugs, her cuddling in bed.</p>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-44175905614583483582009-08-10T23:17:00.001-05:002009-08-10T23:18:53.411-05:00Playing Catch UpI know, I know. I've been a horrible blogger this summer. It's been so very busy. I hit the highlights, but if you're my friend on facebook you've already seen these pictures. I'll try to do better. :)Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-47231426975650855172009-07-21T23:11:00.000-05:002009-08-10T23:15:35.123-05:00SophmoresCristi and I signed up for the ASU Women's Football Clinic again this year. And we brought some fresh meat along for the ride! It is such a fun time... and I just eat it up. My favorite part is being out on the field, even though it wasn't quite as good this year because of the rain. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368554613855503378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvKkwfpmxx4H5p_KJ0LoqA1QPbeXkcd43FVnvSQkZS90abCkgAY2CuT4FbJB_ipAaAXxk0ICk8GTUwvawdz9aTE8zB99WjGFTtIfnW27srsttKvaS3ud3-B5Z7bUX7A9NWL4926w/s320/football+clinic+029.JPG" border="0" /><br />Lora, Cristi, me, Kristie and MarindaDanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-40487087161597320082009-07-04T22:55:00.000-05:002009-08-10T23:15:59.193-05:004th of JulyThis was probably one of the most fun fourth of July's I've ever had! James, me, mom, dad, David and Jana drove over to Mud Island and met up with our family from Nashville to watch Love and Theft perform! It was so much fun to watch them with the live band. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368551960752577058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9LFymKgHGML8gKyvrNgcTBJgEFVEb9xiH36rDbHc8jP5XZdUoQYL02XR4LEM-zmtLJWTKFcWyL5vzMhIMf6ddLk7ugMv0LHvD9BTPcY9iMApGc47FVKOVRphLiHCYq7G3cSEL-A/s320/4th+of+July+022.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368551965848981890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9TwkP5qv_BlYa5mwx5MPMbvDv4HmHFbwH2gmEMRKMlpvCkRUdAms1kDbnRv1eJ419TTCppZbyhqu8E2yo8yjNDXKXIqNlqctpmCezBni6YwJX_hO7zDUYabvcYF_o8bgOSzU6YQ/s320/4th+of+July+061.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p>Here's me with the boys!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368551985049240834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsECweiEAU6RxbMnAR078QGQdX_ALF2PJtJBnhdxjW__WdQv5ihci8RXfAsDDet6eZPFifrO0tHpP7UVeEDPzL9YE4RHmFzsJ2GeCfls-BJHI43yGVLRkRZ9bqF9RrRHx-2uOgFw/s320/4th+of+July+095.JPG" border="0" /></p>Jake and Cristi met us there. Love these two..... well, Cristi more than Jake. :) Sorry Boss!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368551977843755682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiDTX318dJVO28Oezvw_JDPwcj8KoZFjdCFDQnc2zKWUDz18F4w1khwCYfbTrDLTRKTKR1TVTJBpyFhSGK63mFq-s8eFrllF9txvt1JniJXLK8YVeL-E00Q_YdXEcBD20aDWFWg/s320/4th+of+July+085.JPG" border="0" />But what I really enjoyed was spending time with the best cousin in the world. I've missed seeing her face! It was great getting to talk and laugh and just hang out with her for the day.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368551973607266226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEydYEdKwYbwKcMKSZ8Tb3LW1fNSE1wmSojzT6zTMlCB3oSS5JeLC-zBj2o5qTIAbTuSzHj9wf-S6cbF9xZaibD-GfSgqnhkLRDqJPzXXMeEhI9aW9IUPdySCwWtWsVkniJC64bA/s320/4th+of+July+068.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368553654239034418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAeCH29E5lkeyAK-2nfAqofXKUg1UfSpQOXw-ACYEJ2P92A9ecGxHYgrBSXmvCTEKd3ItwCvPEXhIc-mk2gJbv9La94RyfgnQnQKgJ9WAiFha3IZtQc94ycJNkS_6rSGljBPk7Qw/s320/4th+of+July+096.JPG" border="0" />Wally, Aunt Susie, Ashley, Stephen, Andrew and RebekahDanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-61544030151266708722009-06-20T22:46:00.000-05:002009-08-10T22:55:26.107-05:00missing<div>We had a Liles Family Reunion in Heber Springs in June. As the family gathered, there was a lot of talking, a lot of laughing.... we enjoyed great food and the creek. Towards the end we started taking group shots of everyone. As the siblings got together, I got a huge lump in my throat.... my grandpa was missing from the shot. And as each sibling surrounded themselves with their family.... it was just us in our family picture. </div><div> </div><div>We visited my grandpa's grave there in Drasco after the reunion. I knew it would be hard, but I didn't know how hard til I was walking through. Tears rushed down my cheek... and memories flooded my mind. No matter how many years pass, I'm not sure it will ever get easier.</div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368548284010663346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBjtlG1gx-82rSBt-tBfd8lXR1qXyM5F3GyXjGG6b4GCWXcp9tlkkNTjaiAz77zkXsRfxmMGDsfGhN6Kf6cjEg40aJS6juuQbTxLOA6nIaCdR7EcI8TnA3288PI9l4xb-ZbkFxEg/s320/Liles+Reunion+121.JPG" border="0" /></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-10881092510980770772009-06-13T22:41:00.003-05:002009-08-10T22:46:30.256-05:00I'm an Aunt AgainWe all were so excited when Kayson Belle McClain joined the family!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNNr_u0oCUN6l8n_SSEGdvYtc3RgtGJDM76nZ6Fmo7b1naDtLYgxAIkGw3KPF_5hZRXnF-mNnVAmioo351h_5dX7oTGoakc1nQ1mjKGelNj6TqKGhxoi5CeZfAA0_YOlh2nZs-7A/s1600-h/Kayson&countryguyconcert+034.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368547161277532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNNr_u0oCUN6l8n_SSEGdvYtc3RgtGJDM76nZ6Fmo7b1naDtLYgxAIkGw3KPF_5hZRXnF-mNnVAmioo351h_5dX7oTGoakc1nQ1mjKGelNj6TqKGhxoi5CeZfAA0_YOlh2nZs-7A/s320/Kayson&countryguyconcert+034.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx4ePAsnnrRK_XlKu9PTdI1nKcHOu2wn8TtnOSalDZV-TQjmDiW7gGR4YhYorONzJXV_PqWr5Yl1QNmnlcX23DqpMaFmLKAJXKfETNfA3YJnTkst4VwndD0VBFfBw35gvgR_G45w/s1600-h/Kayson&countryguyconcert+030.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368547160453147442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx4ePAsnnrRK_XlKu9PTdI1nKcHOu2wn8TtnOSalDZV-TQjmDiW7gGR4YhYorONzJXV_PqWr5Yl1QNmnlcX23DqpMaFmLKAJXKfETNfA3YJnTkst4VwndD0VBFfBw35gvgR_G45w/s320/Kayson&countryguyconcert+030.JPG" border="0" /></a> Saraya & Kayson, she loves holding the baby.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9KitQrG8zzptqAhzAphMEqjmj1tO327KDlXQWazJIYWQnKtbjfdr4f-pDbS5ZaxVVnlpTEe-6OPbgrPJfmZ_-bmJo12mUs93ZAfhA_O8-z-kSRIOmtfnlyknEyuLoloxLfPXJFQ/s1600-h/Kayson&countryguyconcert+028.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368547156564626786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9KitQrG8zzptqAhzAphMEqjmj1tO327KDlXQWazJIYWQnKtbjfdr4f-pDbS5ZaxVVnlpTEe-6OPbgrPJfmZ_-bmJo12mUs93ZAfhA_O8-z-kSRIOmtfnlyknEyuLoloxLfPXJFQ/s320/Kayson&countryguyconcert+028.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div><br />James, Saraya and EliDanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-74416647588827626412009-05-10T17:55:00.004-05:002009-05-10T18:15:48.570-05:00Happy Mother's Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4a18l7tFK-qjYkfbrZ3MYJ2bu3UeYG8t5eJjy0LCtHHAdyWQto6AXKwd8edADVL1n8Dp7W-fmtkbWWTrxv_Y-OV1OuNmB8b1RvclMpOEtkcAhHzozIEv6HTgFXCRHx0qr0mGMrQ/s1600-h/mothers+day+004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334335391329646450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4a18l7tFK-qjYkfbrZ3MYJ2bu3UeYG8t5eJjy0LCtHHAdyWQto6AXKwd8edADVL1n8Dp7W-fmtkbWWTrxv_Y-OV1OuNmB8b1RvclMpOEtkcAhHzozIEv6HTgFXCRHx0qr0mGMrQ/s320/mothers+day+004.JPG" border="0" /></a>I love being a mom, but even more than that, I love being Saraya's mom. She's awesome. And thoughtful. And creative. She's been telling me for a week that she had a surprise for me. <div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334335382969855170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiD3bLpCO1Rl_8t7f22ZbmdgEvjhVhnilkxQQY8_8nhgeO1d3W9E2g-6Eojpz-qFOTO94GyZAsM3tlr5SsQublSOvX7pk8C2zadmqgiSqRgRFhyphenhyphenl0Xp6TEGy9OK8PyTLlgdJK5VQ/s320/mothers+day+002.JPG" border="0" /> <div></div><div>Little did I know that she's been planning a surprise party for me! After church today, we were going to mom and dads to eat lunch. I walked in the door to find a card table sitting close to the front door. And a sweet precious voice filled the air as she jumped out from behind the wall "SURPRISE!!". She was so proud of herself! The card table had all the important things a surprise party needs. Cupcakes, Mint Oreos (one of my favorites!), pink napkins and cups (which she told me she had to get pink because she couldn't find orange ones anywhere!), a card she made, a Dora balloon, a card she bought and a gift. James said he had to talk her out of getting a pinata.... that they're not for mother's day. Cute! </div><div></div><br /><div>In my eyes, I'm the luckiest mom in the world to be blessed with the best daughter in the world!!</div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-38680174209443683492009-04-27T01:12:00.003-05:002009-04-27T18:24:01.791-05:00Saraya's First ConcertJust about every weekday morning, Saraya comes in my bathroom while I'm getting ready for work.... we listen to my ipod and she knows how to find Taylor Swift.... so that's what we usually listen to. She loves TS. She knows most of the words.... and sings her little heart out.<br /><br />So of course, I was so excited to tell her that we were going to the Taylor Swift concert! The first words out of her mouth were, "you mean I'm going to get to see her sing on stage in her pretty dresses???" Too cute!<br /><br />My cousin Stephen is friends with Taylor... and he scored us some meet and greets before the show. Saraya was really really excited about meeting her.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329252220694666482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrgYIXNDH8FI98gsoIq8fzMy_4q6gbrVZiDWCViiaqukWFDH0KyyCuUfetQmNEK-Gbo7ej_xB9kawfEk46Z2JgvuOzagPJNMfQYBiZc9vLmzTg_OCsazyfOqzV_ds0v_cs3sKwrQ/s320/D&S&T.jpg" border="0" />The concert was great! There were two opening acts, and of course Saraya kept asking, "when's Taylor coming out?" She didn't understand how it worked. But when she came out, she was soooo excited! Her face lit up and she sang along. But she only lasted til about 10. Her being tired outweighed the excitement. So James came and picked her up. But she still had the time of her life. And I really enjoyed watching her! :)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329252223017837890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis61osT4E4qmoQGKxypWuP8289ettASDRszkq7UjbKxwoaS2Gd-miPr9-2-VSmyoZPY_v6UQugIyfhauCx2-oeS7cJMmdMlfcx2ejlxPWUrLwk_9GZ6r_ki6Ye21xZtBnDkV-3Vg/s320/ts.jpg" border="0" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLj7LHyKD3-e-eyGS6L5_54pvdB2s7GViM60fwExD1toeXGQGT24dMceasTYiz3FqVpHnlt3lxtt8Ltxp_1IR_I0w0hWeKf0W6B5dSJXAdl6hTvZp1j8VT0oImTHq4oAAyfCBpUg/s1600-h/ts1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329252222427968946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLj7LHyKD3-e-eyGS6L5_54pvdB2s7GViM60fwExD1toeXGQGT24dMceasTYiz3FqVpHnlt3lxtt8Ltxp_1IR_I0w0hWeKf0W6B5dSJXAdl6hTvZp1j8VT0oImTHq4oAAyfCBpUg/s320/ts1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />ps: my cousin Stephen's band just made their first music video!! I'm so proud of him!! You should check it out.....<br /><br /><a href="http://www.cmt.com/videos/love-and-theft/376396/dont-wake-me.jhtml?id=1609997">http://www.cmt.com/videos/love-and-theft/376396/dont-wake-me.jhtml?id=1609997</a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-63497561882800259452009-04-12T20:22:00.004-05:002009-04-27T01:11:47.675-05:00Orange CrushLast weekend was the Lions Club Car Show at the Convocation Center. I have many fond memories of this car show..... back in high school, my dad and I would be there all weekend with my car. I had a fully restored '66 Mustang that my dad built. I loved that car... and I still wish I had it. Not only because it was a cool car, but because of all the work my dad put into it. Enough of the past....<br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323982812672831650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL_rUxOUwkA7zTBv1q8S3yCH5SMuW85R0Zm24A_cYDwY1qDL75R_klLZJHnNiNVBhUUllHYkiLrzqdltQeFZzw-LSDsT2TRxOJeWQQa8LXHJClYdJVSsgn5_4AxGSjuEq5Yd8hcw/s320/car+show+129.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div>This year dad entered his '68 Camaro which we've named Orange Crush. This car is awesome. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323982824899355042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLjdc0PHiJDQ0LQekDlwAcm3qkAwboynQSq2BMdMXg4qoSq3krFYSF4dy31VG4APhDvIZn3E8gxhIbTc-WDQeHJbnXrV4eADJA6hO4mKVKDenFu6ebptbgFvlTt1VuM6E4RM9G_Q/s320/car+show+144.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323982827304111298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcFfNjuqWdbtggaLxAnj_Wxnvu01DgepxlDAO-TyWXZhf6a6C4ZtJQKmzkADwXZO1XhWXX6_PZgtG4Pt3Bgx5rrYXGb5TCz97v6y97y00ne1QMf6j6TOXRjIZO-T_UEftWJkZjWw/s320/car+show+133.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-17846727889655709542009-04-05T17:03:00.005-05:002009-04-05T17:31:44.990-05:00Nashvegas!!!Last weekend I spent it in Nashville with my parents, David & Jana and my family who lives there. It was a fun and packed weekend.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><br /><div><br /><div>We ate lunch on Saturday with Kyle and Caron... I grew up with Kyle and we've stayed in contact all these years, so it was great to see him. Then we went downtown. We went to Hatch Show Print and Jana got a tattoo. Then we went to Opry Mills Mall and shopped!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321335128624310226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj9TbWIXV7kEEgQC_X39ftwTe75PYyUPvehW5wdaW3DwsV1vQVuo-Lz9fx4BrZc_QLKnIVTBdRdDIbmJQyrpAG5aKlIXTjb2XQUTVo1IXMjFByusqY3nnOj0amXnASwBW6SkokqQ/s320/GRAND+OLE+OPRY+028.JPG" border="0" />The real reason that brought us to Nashville was the fact that my cousin's band... Love and Theft.... played at the Grand Ole Opry!!!! What an honor. It was amazing to see him up on that stage. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321335126868923698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoUfEQuPEHwlIcxGWfl9OC9Tb4HkF0hSb9gWZrLLnjnCYydVGkXo_rQf15jA_GmzWbC7TCFIKyRHW6rFrJz2ZocI7J9cKrw2zuywSf9M7KCJ6aj2PRyCUVvo-e5wvkJTXHcrBl2A/s320/GRAND+OLE+OPRY+012.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321335119060415810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTCf0TcTusBCw3gZjYOLMWZKydQzyXy4kpZ62V5I3dDQaN66VsvLU0ozUX24CWsEsg_ZxwnvI8jWgcWlamYpiUZgV-OW2StbRAJgi8wfC4HhFCOb2jZrDw9oM7CgZpmrkYVCEgcQ/s320/GRAND+OLE+OPRY+010.JPG" border="0" />Afterwards we went to Dave & Buster's to hang out together. I just love all this family so much!! And I love spending time with them whenever I can.<br /></div><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321335136573490722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9NR7lcRz6gt_4ILGSSwbz6iphnO7gZJ-PZeO19i-ZZYG-O3ubgg2Tfg5TOdOnz_zdd8JnjbR8uDYzJWX54fir63toNPD44HRQYcThw8nm2JSNcn0YhzM4iDf-YDH8JZNZb1bOBw/s320/GRAND+OLE+OPRY+044.JPG" border="0" /> Gary, Patsy, Andrew, dad, mom, Stephen, Jana, David, Brent, me, Rebekah and Aunt Susie<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321336969518173634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5bDlWP0dVfduG0twuGnVOi9bCEG9nU14iHugZa5JdmZw5Fo-iRJ_6CMKKdITlhveuHPZQMQbgBsQLNIT3B1-roT0NH0sTAN9qCGugGVJQGf2MZHNVzhY0O-AwBwS-v27H4PquTA/s320/GRAND+OLE+OPRY+046.JPG" border="0" /> <div align="center">me and crazy Rebekah!!! :)</div><div align="center"> </div><div>Sunday we had lunch with family on my mom's side of the family. It was my first time to meet Payton Joy!!! And she's such a cutie. :)<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321336958479368450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH45_AB6MZn4xq811dIhKokuv1VPCQtilAC0pR3y41yNH9RxrzT5kG1eJE1wjiI0d7eVhhGqTxMcOjZCo6GVfSj1m08-bqelJLMyJKMXDwzjnYzmn6JRr62k176mrfv7P2DKwm_g/s320/GRAND+OLE+OPRY+052.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321336963492234530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg466c9_hjwqkFeSQd2Eajx00JrTN5aiE22EetAJQfrXpZVUEmwvfzQiXvbvkkNqigh-uJnV78a0xoXQvNFxB3W451FAx1FHJMkG0TbIHesuWEVbcXNu8Tipbpm274svsRB-IVMDg/s320/GRAND+OLE+OPRY+056.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><p align="center">Christy, PJ and me</p>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-15901174307318836122009-03-01T18:57:00.004-06:002009-03-01T19:46:28.733-06:00I've been tagged!!I've been tagged, here are the rules:<br /><div></div><br /><div>1. go to your documents/pictures</div><div>2. go to your 5th file</div><div>3. go to your 5th picture</div><div>4. blog about it</div><div>5. tag 5 people</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308392902907088050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN0YTrKRaqe1VqhE-5IEegvrQe1E3-D41BsJfcMnknjqt0yQiBk9IC6LqKwXawLIE7bHVLEKcnM21rUeMO4vvjT7YRX29MlpldeyT8r7BtZ0GxUIUMePkPghEW3mIrS3LeRuSSlQ/s320/park+009.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><p> </p><p>This was a fun day in November '08. I took Saraya out to the park at Craighead Forest. She loves to swing... just like her mom. It was great weather and a great day for us to hang out just the two of us!!!</p><p> </p><p>I'm tagging <a href="http://barrettfive.blogspot.com/">Amy</a>, <a href="http://randiandtravis.blogspot.com/">Randi</a>, <a href="http://cebulskis.blogspot.com/">Laura</a>, <a href="http://twodogsandmini.blogspot.com/">Sarah</a> and <a href="http://beavers.wordpress.com/">Paula</a>. </p>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-48114939117554704892009-03-01T18:49:00.002-06:002009-03-01T18:54:04.331-06:00Call me June....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgD9UMg9VATHGL8NAdIrJnw4MYjJE-FwthaCRkPynSNHfMO9eiCtnyCme3RvQorAgSjCZJktWAciKXdWnivxjpHrs2hDczphKXetXpjW9rh1lvtfL6nmYOd83LiL-MRwgNWXpMjA/s1600-h/March+Madness+018.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308387273350928194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgD9UMg9VATHGL8NAdIrJnw4MYjJE-FwthaCRkPynSNHfMO9eiCtnyCme3RvQorAgSjCZJktWAciKXdWnivxjpHrs2hDczphKXetXpjW9rh1lvtfL6nmYOd83LiL-MRwgNWXpMjA/s320/March+Madness+018.JPG" border="0" /></a>... Cleaver that is. Cause that's what I feel like wearing an apron. :) My best friend Sarah is very crafty and she made Saraya and I matching aprons for Christmas. They're super cute huh!!!? June would never pick this funky fabric though.Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-33816339004447795042009-02-22T16:17:00.001-06:002009-02-22T18:35:15.519-06:00If you hang out in a barber shop...The S.H.E. Team (Seeking Him Eternally) for our Women's group at church had a meeting at the beginning of the year, just like every year. As we discussed what we want to accomplish in 2009, we all really felt like we wanted to do more outreach this year. We worked last year once a quarter at the Women's Crisis Center, but we really wanted to do things more than four times this year. We all felt the need to improve in this area as a group. We also wanted to expand where we do our outreach, wanting to find a place in Paragould also since we have many gals from there. We decided one place would be The Agape House. We have monthly prayer breakfasts, usually the first Saturday of the month. We decided to add an outreach project with each prayer breakfast. In March, we'll be doing our first project at The Agape House. Sunny, the lady who runs the house wanted us to come and look around, meet some people and find out what we wanted to do. So the four of us went there Saturday morning.<br /><br />None of us knew a lot about the organization so we were anxious to see what it was about. It is a four month program for women getting off drugs. It was an incredible hour and actually I could have sat there much longer just listening to her. I am really excited about going back.<br /><br />We met a woman who went through the program and now works as a "house mom". I can't even begin to convey the emotions, the transparency she had and the wounds that have been healed in her. As we sat in the living room and talked and asked questions, she let us into her world. She was addicted to meth. She has birthed seven kids and gave two up for adoption. She lost her kids and everything she had before she got straight. She's been clean for almost two years. Tears were shed, laughs were many and it was more than obvious that her life has been changed. And now she just wants more than anything, to give back to the place that gave her back her life. God was mentioned in every other sentence. They teach that the only way to really kick that lifestyle is with a relationship with the Heavenly Father. Yet, with tears in her eyes, she admitted, I can't be around certain people. "If you hang out in a barber shop, you are GOING to get a haircut!!" We laughed at the cleverness of her statement, yet in the same breath it broke my heart. What a weight to carry. To know that something could swallow you whole if you make one wrong step.<br /><br />I commend the women in this home. It was truly amazing.Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-88658231396024013202009-02-01T14:00:00.000-06:002009-02-01T14:00:00.338-06:00S is my favorite letter!Five years ago today it was Super Bowl XXXVIII. I can't remember who played but I do remember that it was the Janet/Justin half time show! But long before kickoff... I have many memories.<br /><br />Days before I remember asking Dr. Julie <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Wilkie</span> if it was crazy to go to a concert on January 31st in Memphis. See, I was due on February 3rd. :) But we had tickets to see <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bebo</span> Norman, Amy Grant and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Mercyme</span>!!!! She said that we would be close enough to home that it would be okay. Just come straight home if I started to have contractions. My family was none too happy that she said that. I got numerous calls from my mom that night making sure that I was okay. I sat the whole concert. It was a great concert. Great for the soul. After the concert we went backstage and walked around with the guys of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Mercyme</span> for about an hour. It's always fun to reconnect with them... plus, I got to meet Amy Grant and she rubbed my belly! Driving home, completely pain free, I was more than happy we went to the concert. But it <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">definitely</span> threw me into labor. I woke up at 6am having contractions every 6 or 7 minutes. Off we went to the hospital. I labored for a few hours and then was lucky enough to get my epidural. After pushing for 45 minutes, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Saraya</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Ashlyn</span> joined this world at 4:42pm on Super Bowl Sunday.<br /><br />We turned the Super Bowl on in the second quarter. But I don't remember much about it. I was fascinated by my daughter. To this day, I am still just as fascinated by her.<br /><br />It's amazing to me that she's turning five today. Time passes so fast. I love the way she hugs and the way she kisses. I love that she volunteers those hugs and kisses. I love the way she laughs. I love the way she tells stories. I enjoy having conversations with her. I love that she has an opinion. I love that she's independent. I love that she loves music. I find myself looking at her sometimes just absolutely speechless. God blessed me beyond words when He gave me her.<br /><br />Happy Birthday My Girl!!!!Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-74503542030007485572009-01-31T20:53:00.004-06:002009-01-31T21:21:39.062-06:00Much I Take for GrantedWow. Who would've thought this week would be the longest of my life. Little did I know what was in store. Tuesday after work I began hearing from some friends that they lost power. I was so sad for them, but I really thought we were going to be fine because we still had power. As I watched tv, I listened to many limbs cracking and breaking and falling. Fe called and couldn't stand hearing the sounds either, so our house quickly grew in number as Jason, Felicia, Eli, Micah, Devyn and two of the girls friends piled in our house. School was out the next day and I wasn't going work so I thought it would be fun to have such a lively house. The girls and I played Clue. I love that game. We started to go to bed around 12, and the power went out. But only for 30 minutes. Phew! I thought to myself. That was a close one! I woke the next morning to find that sometime in the early morning, probably around 4, our power went off. It didn't feel too bad... but of course, I was under my warm covers. Jason and Felicia's apartment had power so they all loaded up and went home. We packed up some stuff and walked two doors down to my aunt and uncles house. They have a gas heater and gas stove. My parents were down there, and my cousins. We sat and talked, played Scrabble, and made the time pass. That afternoon, mom and dad stopped back by thier house and they had power! So before it got dark, we went back home and packed up some clothes and food and headed to my parents. Yep. That's it. My "roughing it" lasted 8 hours.<br /><br />My big event on Wednesday was falling on the ice. We were packing the car and I walked out with a few things and hit a icy spot and my feet flew right out from under me. I hit my back, left elbow and my head on the driveway. I strained every muscle in my neck and shoulders trying NOT to hit my head..... but it didn't help. I'm still a little sore, but everything's fine.<br /><br />It was fun to be around the family and sit and talk. Things that I take for granted and don't always embrace. But it felt so great to sleep in my own bed last night. And it felt so great to wake up and get things done in the house today.<br /><br />I can't even imagine what some of my dear friends in Paragould and Brookland had to deal with. And what so many are still dealing with for the next few days. My biggest hardship was knowing that Lost was airing Wednesday night and I couldn't watch it! (No worries, I watched it the next night online!)<br /><br />There are simple things that we take for granted everyday. Turning on a light when we walk in a room. Being warm inside our house. Cooking the food that we have in our frig. But for some, they don't even have the room or the house or the food in a frig. I have a new appreciation for things.Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-61371850902960992852009-01-16T21:17:00.004-06:002009-01-16T21:20:57.708-06:00Only Five More Days.......<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMciLN8Ac0RMuo_oZ9RgEdD8NzMoVpHuLRpKru-Sb8cCaHjZ-kq5ggTs3EJaNJWEpKy-OBxlKP-DuEmgf_o9AEvO7-b_d3j7SJXINZbLhFpNlxZU67PhAbpK7eP_RTfMa3C2fOYA/s1600-h/lost.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292096700118238962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMciLN8Ac0RMuo_oZ9RgEdD8NzMoVpHuLRpKru-Sb8cCaHjZ-kq5ggTs3EJaNJWEpKy-OBxlKP-DuEmgf_o9AEvO7-b_d3j7SJXINZbLhFpNlxZU67PhAbpK7eP_RTfMa3C2fOYA/s320/lost.jpg" border="0" /></a>I've been spending my spare time at nights lately to rewatch the Season Four episodes and bonus features. I still love this show as much as when I watched the first episode of Season One. There is so much going on, so much on the surface and so much deep within. I absolutely cannot wait til the 21st!!!!!!<br /><div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-32219287346036193652008-12-31T09:43:00.003-06:002008-12-31T10:53:09.248-06:00Love and HateI like the color grey...... I have a new sweater that's grey that I really love......<br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUm4HoJcXNwNQ19ikC8qALPg2bkOY_wo1BKNw1k-MuFXoDKWKiGqV9vaX-pYtwKQ5K8EKQOibpSzYSwfEg9Ji118EvKMBPlnjj1J4fPtlroAbbbIugQGk7Oa8YJwJEhBlBwHT8g/s1600-h/grey+001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285981478215604434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwUm4HoJcXNwNQ19ikC8qALPg2bkOY_wo1BKNw1k-MuFXoDKWKiGqV9vaX-pYtwKQ5K8EKQOibpSzYSwfEg9Ji118EvKMBPlnjj1J4fPtlroAbbbIugQGk7Oa8YJwJEhBlBwHT8g/s320/grey+001.JPG" border="0" /></a> And I also have these grey heels that my great friend Julie got me for my birthday......<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285981480683554642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKAGTi4InQUAZmgGmgzCtEOP8UFQI_3B5ZrT2jsobeQDyqbAZD8Td5I3P1kOjbMT1cMjVnWTuvW5cqYQYmwFMO_QYhTs6YVJhn4vwTYc63XGC8Pccu020Ci0rpp4RFpDbYNWK54g/s320/grey+002.JPG" border="0" />But something that I don't like that's grey....... my hair!!!!! I found a few grey hairs this week, so I prompty added hair color to my WalMart list. Last night was the night! I'm now a brunette!!!! It's just a wash in color so it'll be gone in 6 weeks. Who knows if I'll do it again....<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285981488332109938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW31olhqbK7TWUedMIa2de0Q-ZmvelTz-WLDe6tnqm9VXnCXo07UeaGy8O36f5PttiFeqFwVA3FLR-W6GZ87l1Rsafi33PfdTHaaPYMw-KdSoVizEcemWBvxdlcPSIaBbHbesEfQ/s320/grey+007.JPG" border="0" /></div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-35267168376517979352008-12-29T18:59:00.003-06:002008-12-29T19:25:40.742-06:00Christmas DaySaraya was so much fun this year. Very vocal with her list...... a list that grew every time someone asked her what she was wanting. On Christmas Eve we had a service at church. I wasn't sure how well it would be attended since we haven't ever had one since we've been at the church, but we had 97 people there! It was a really great time together. When we got home we sat out some cookies for Santa.<br /><div><div><div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285383283293425122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcXn76UqkFa_N5UbTNAQQRadulcjWn0b0d9-VOx85RXGGJ4kwDhNQjDQU_xwR8IeeWBj-Of_KfThEeIp-HizDIqi0K1Jpacue6oyuak2R-7bP5riFh-H0yr6ZQqGmhmtam663-zg/s320/Christmas+Day+%2708+003.JPG" border="0" />Saraya woke up and was really excited about opening up her stuff. I love how many truly "happy and surprised" looks I got on her face! She of course got WAY too much stuff. It'll take her awhile to play with it all!<br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285383290054758482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0GuJOxJ3aROM43hFEBklqV5Lmkqusnk1fFnx8rqWoI-nlajdcEmJ_QpFRx2exbTWn_WoygSnHuoCWY-tqbxRKuhSC1hudGyo5_sQakBW6WvSa1jbi0IM2tjWAZJvjL-zrNp1JwA/s320/Christmas+Day+%2708+008.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285383302027775058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQwEUXWZE3WQP_HsWdmaWj9PY5V7a4mqNY5AUZbkcxq6BcsBW2ogXxk-vqu8Iz3d8eolX7OXXky7qac9w7w6RBdwic6p2ETKRBlKDKJ6oW2ij4JSgUHbta7pFUQccpgHSgQhkfsw/s320/Christmas+Day+%2708+041.JPG" border="0" /> We have the privilege of staying home all day on Christmas day. I wouldn't have it any other way. We start the day with the grandparents and David and Jana. We sit around and open all our stuff. Then we make breakfast. This year, the menu was biscuits and gravy, sausage, cream cheese and crescent rolls casserole, a rice casserole and eggs and ham. It was all really really good!!! I think this is just about the only day of the year I eat breakfast. We then retreat to the living room to watch the Disney Parade. Saraya really enjoyed that this year since we were just there a few months ago. She kept talking about all the things that we had seen. And Hannah Montanama sang too! So that's an extra bonus. ;) After lunch is probably my highlight for the day.......... the LAKER GAME!!!! What a great thing for the Lakers to always play on Christmas Day. And this year it was a Finals rematch with the Celtics..... and we won!!! It was great. We finish the day celebrating with James' family. We eat non-traditional food for Christmas... ribs, bbq, brats, the works! It's so great. Then we open all the presents!!!! It was fun having nieces to buy for this year. I think they were my favorite ones to buy for!<br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285387639904761442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjurBz43MFPHYew1IyEu5VWCvkztoKoNg7YWwU-mXn9eK4t7RvahIAorPXHRcfu8Up3WJ-c1XoB6aibR4mqAbEEQ68YwURN9m0tpB49MzrrPU00Klb134KcozjGhXtfTnLeZp1XKg/s320/Christmas+Day+%2708+057.JPG" border="0" /> <div></div><div>My best present was by far my 16gb iTouch!!!! I am in love! We already had a wireless router, so I can get on the internet and Facebook right from the iTouch when I'm at home!!! It's GREAT!! Plus it's just fun with the touch screen. Because of my new addition, James got my Nano because it's way better than his, and we gave his Nano to Saraya. I've put all her music on there and she's been glued to it ever since! It's really cute!!!!</div><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285383300397305314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_bG17hPMsp1CAuYi-WJyCeJ_nAjUlHLlioGERFpdL6_xd7UBf6DBdgJfMOXfhGEZ5dSWVQikgmnNU5lceNwwaL85nTsVR5nDfZoUySfdZF-ox6wca9Hxw9hIDLScXdgNbWAw-hg/s320/Christmas+Day+%2708+020.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div>I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas!! And I hope that the things that made 2008 great, continue for you in 2009!!Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-26765813386008182712008-12-22T11:57:00.002-06:002008-12-22T12:24:06.243-06:00I am the Champion, my friend!I did it! I can't tell you how excited I am to have the winner's trophy in my Yahoo Fantasy trophy case!!!! I stuck with my faithful starters that I've been playing for awhile, even though I seriously thought about changing some of them. But I didn't. And it paid off. Several guys scored BIG for me! This week Rivers actually DID score me 25-30 points!!!! :) I look forward to my trophy presentation from The Boss. I think that's almost as fun as winning. We've watched football all season, just about every Sunday, with the Hillis'. It's been a great tradition. And if there's one person in the league that constantly gives me a hard time, it's Jake (aka The Boss... oh wait.... THE BOSS) It just better not have a cow on it! hehehe.....Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-55975117042470440282008-12-22T10:54:00.004-06:002008-12-22T11:51:51.640-06:00Sunday....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIxK1_OoyqznP11t232cZy4QynXMIN0_uyr9-rnQoNKJ4xGL53EcK8s3BGeUpMpiB2m8FJt28TWRb9K84FjNVOjVqLlsQAyV-0tQQ49_htk-Ig5sAfHvg-dM0p33UVbRo8M9e3Nw/s1600-h/Christmas+08+pt+1+092.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282659993957188642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIxK1_OoyqznP11t232cZy4QynXMIN0_uyr9-rnQoNKJ4xGL53EcK8s3BGeUpMpiB2m8FJt28TWRb9K84FjNVOjVqLlsQAyV-0tQQ49_htk-Ig5sAfHvg-dM0p33UVbRo8M9e3Nw/s320/Christmas+08+pt+1+092.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWtdVzr_P437LzPHKHPBc95fE7ILlseXuRfnousEhly9GM1-tS7QS3S69WAALKZ9MSl5GZZuUGgMyXgJsVshVe41lhDF4ZomA_P7CnMKmvSNmpGaO-Y4b_IIB3MUGLEjW8tyGFUw/s1600-h/Christmas+08+pt+1+093.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282659983239418370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWtdVzr_P437LzPHKHPBc95fE7ILlseXuRfnousEhly9GM1-tS7QS3S69WAALKZ9MSl5GZZuUGgMyXgJsVshVe41lhDF4ZomA_P7CnMKmvSNmpGaO-Y4b_IIB3MUGLEjW8tyGFUw/s320/Christmas+08+pt+1+093.JPG" border="0" /></a> Saraya made these Reindeer antlers at church today. She loves them. She said that "they're a little floppy but they're still cute". :) And I agreed. When we got home she wanted to take a picture in them. You have to look close for the hanging antlers!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiYTgp7n8Afg3imSQ7HzcdZMaZYnE4_9tZ7bACZSn5f5frXvVzKY_9MQ8xzlr9vXAViVDEAr5E_pJzy0lnPnon0VpPin9IDD-Gm28xqYOZxVrpVujOzk6wdviyLjm9FktnzAyI8Q/s1600-h/Christmas+08+pt+1+098.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282659974641101410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiYTgp7n8Afg3imSQ7HzcdZMaZYnE4_9tZ7bACZSn5f5frXvVzKY_9MQ8xzlr9vXAViVDEAr5E_pJzy0lnPnon0VpPin9IDD-Gm28xqYOZxVrpVujOzk6wdviyLjm9FktnzAyI8Q/s320/Christmas+08+pt+1+098.JPG" border="0" /></a> Then we took one of ourselves. Then she wanted to take one of me. Which turned into a photo shoot. She'd hold the camera down, look at me and say things like, "um... can you move your head like this".... "can you put your leg like this".... it was hilarious! Like mother, like daughter!!</div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-30280370279160014782008-12-20T10:47:00.003-06:002008-12-22T11:41:32.220-06:00Trying Something New...This year for Christmas with my grandparents, we decided to do Christmas Brunch. I'm not sure if it'll become a tradition or not. We'll see if we do it again next year.<br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXF4txTA24b-cOi1TW_xbjXxyxnK5C3TiLkWgHeT4DSsnDeNN-gKopywPykZ_6gPhAHQOp7leL5i7PRkFi3xFqJGCTmC6HV-mdmOUz_PAQjEJqJeoXriEfi-Y9C5sCC-htETsAzg/s1600-h/Christmas+08+pt+1+068.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282658645669722818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXF4txTA24b-cOi1TW_xbjXxyxnK5C3TiLkWgHeT4DSsnDeNN-gKopywPykZ_6gPhAHQOp7leL5i7PRkFi3xFqJGCTmC6HV-mdmOUz_PAQjEJqJeoXriEfi-Y9C5sCC-htETsAzg/s320/Christmas+08+pt+1+068.JPG" border="0" /></a>Grandpa and mom were both crippled...... grandpa broke his foot and mom has a stress fracture. So they were both a little slow. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282658647915592226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEoKQEVI8whXzBDrpcIU8nReEcod-qvQllGcoIaZNvwVT1ghVq5kCI84_AMt0hqslD0mnfYOyrU7hAK-0WBhKQhIVBP01li5Z_HEMwErujmwdLdGGImQ35heXk-yUKbhODQX30w/s320/Christmas+08+pt+1+071.JPG" border="0" />My cousin's daughter Kayla is a couple months younger than Saraya. And they are both spoiled by this group! They had a huge pile of stuff. As we sat around watching them open gift after gift, me and my cousins discussed how we NEVER had a pile like that!!!!! :)<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282658659814616594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZfdbCKPf1qn0ehKjGFsokgEOxY-FIfpI2jKCM_NIjaoESw9RkycCDguOwQipmH2Xt0UvuE4-J5AbFyi53xbuBXc-ITrv8PibAbHqM7P_68VwuuqWoN8H19hArE792L052s5C3zQ/s320/Christmas+08+pt+1+079.JPG" border="0" />After they opened theirs it was time for our Dirty Santa game. That's always fun. Lots of stealing and lots of laughing. Good food.... good times.... good family. </div></div>Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34650682.post-57189948421885679472008-12-15T23:02:00.002-06:002008-12-15T23:06:22.903-06:00Fantasy Football FinalsHere I am. I made it again. I've been in the Fantasy Football league two seasons now, and both seasons I've made it to the finals. I think this is my thing! I had the pleasure of beating the Defending Champion (aka Laubach) yesterday. In both of the seasons I have never beat him, so this was an extra nice win... seeing how he used to hold that fact over my head.<br /><br />Cristi and I were really hoping for an all girl final..... we did not get our wish. James beat her tonight by three small points. So, looks like it's a Hewitt final.<br /><br />I'm confident in my team. And the fact that I know his team password and someone might be replaced in his lineup. :)Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02516074849215658547noreply@blogger.com1