<?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-8076091076421379824</id><updated>2011-10-02T08:09:51.056-07:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='graphic design'/><category term='ministry'/><category term='obsessions'/><category term='books'/><category term='clothes'/><category term='Loving God'/><category term='My Life'/><category term='Unread Library'/><category term='Goodwill'/><category term='writing'/><category term='crafts'/><category term='decorating'/><category term='The Sunday Creative'/><title type='text'>My Margins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-8529434135674026995</id><published>2011-01-04T20:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:26:52.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>Lots of moving happening in my life. Namely, I moved my blog to: &lt;a href="http://hopeandsail.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://hopeandsail.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-8529434135674026995?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/8529434135674026995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2011/01/moving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8529434135674026995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8529434135674026995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2011/01/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-1951703884406703042</id><published>2010-11-18T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T12:38:10.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Christmas Trees!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I happened to have &lt;i&gt;yards and yards &lt;/i&gt;of this mossy green felt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TOWKwScaa_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/AYhwEMF5qCc/s1600/IMAG0185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TOWKwScaa_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/AYhwEMF5qCc/s400/IMAG0185.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What would you do with this? It has served in some projects, (the back of my&lt;a href="http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/02/fabric-flowers.html"&gt; fabric flower&lt;/a&gt;s, for example) but really? This much green felt is almost impossible to get rid of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Until I found &lt;a href="http://allsorts.typepad.com/allsorts/2010/11/festive-felt-christmas-trees-a-free-pattern-for-you.html"&gt;this pattern&lt;/a&gt; and knew I would be making a forest of tiny Christmas trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TOWMy-JQeZI/AAAAAAAAATI/gEXtgXERmwM/s1600/IMAG0192.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TOWMy-JQeZI/AAAAAAAAATI/gEXtgXERmwM/s400/IMAG0192.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trees don't look as cute as the colorful ones on &lt;a href="http://allsorts.typepad.com/allsorts/2010/11/festive-felt-christmas-trees-a-free-pattern-for-you.html"&gt;Allsorts&lt;/a&gt;, but I still love how wonky and "Island of Misfit Toys"-esque they are! They are super easy and take less than a movie to finish, which is great for unwinding and being creative for awhile. I can't wait to use up all my felt and make some for friends and family. I may even need a big one. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TOWMrXVxwyI/AAAAAAAAATA/7icquiRbJKU/s1600/FxCam_1289850012039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TOWMrXVxwyI/AAAAAAAAATA/7icquiRbJKU/s400/FxCam_1289850012039.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also, I have a fun new photo app on my phone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-1951703884406703042?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/1951703884406703042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-trees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1951703884406703042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1951703884406703042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-trees.html' title='Christmas Trees!'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TOWKwScaa_I/AAAAAAAAAS8/AYhwEMF5qCc/s72-c/IMAG0185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-2117875101312558769</id><published>2010-11-16T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:24:25.071-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Multi-Tasking</title><content type='html'>I have a problem. I am addicted to multi-tasking. It's true. At home I find myself watching a movie while crocheting, flipping through a magazine, probably eating, and texting. At the office, I can be editing video, watching a podcast, drawing/making lists, and staying caught up on Facebook. &lt;br /&gt;I think we live in a time where it's easy to do so. If I can do one thing on a desktop computer, have a laptop on the desk, and my smart phone in my hand and it is accepted as normal, then I think it's an indicator that multi-tasking is part of our society. But the other day I realized it has moved on from unconscious "efficiency" to something that I actually crave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a 35 minute drive to work and basically any shopping/entertainment/dining establishments. I noticed while I was driving home that I was drawn to my phone. Like it was actually begging me to pick it up and check my Twitter or RSS feed. And that's when I realized that if I can't even drive home without multi-tasking, then I need to clear some stuff out. Not to mention the safety hazard that comes into play when you are not 100% attentive to the vehicle you're operating at 65 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a conscious choice to be intentional about the things that I do. If I'm going to look at a magazine, then read the magazine. If it's a movie, then only a movie. I should take more time to enjoy the food that I'm eating, even if it's take out. :) If I'm working, my work will end up being a better product if I focus a solid hour to one task than countless hours flipping back and forth between the multiple tabs and programs I have open. And if it's driving, then it better be only driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was just stirring around in my head. And even though I have 2 tabs open and 4 programs, I've stuck to this post the whole way through. This is progress, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about you? Do you find yourself doing a ton of things at the same time? Anyone else bad about multi-tasking in the car?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-2117875101312558769?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/2117875101312558769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/multi-tasking.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2117875101312558769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2117875101312558769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/multi-tasking.html' title='Multi-Tasking'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-8547862850494696410</id><published>2010-11-03T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:10:56.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>My New Place!</title><content type='html'>Banjo and I are taking a step into adulthood (I guess it's about time) and we moved out of our parents house into a rental house! The house is actually closer to my niece and her parents (we used to live 2 streets away, now only 1!) and is really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have roommates coming in December, so for now it's just me and Banjo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhGF5KCCI/AAAAAAAAASU/hTYO7h3YAGc/s1600/IMAG0172.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhGF5KCCI/AAAAAAAAASU/hTYO7h3YAGc/s320/IMAG0172.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhnZaJCCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HAwEDrYmYwc/s1600/IMAG0170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhnZaJCCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/HAwEDrYmYwc/s320/IMAG0170.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;My very blue bedroom :) I still have some pieces of furniture to move over and get my bed off the floor. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhJcmFCzI/AAAAAAAAASY/_Sp0ULvrTZc/s1600/IMAG0173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhJcmFCzI/AAAAAAAAASY/_Sp0ULvrTZc/s320/IMAG0173.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhMyaUc0I/AAAAAAAAASc/l_CZuzyOnxs/s1600/IMAG0175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhMyaUc0I/AAAAAAAAASc/l_CZuzyOnxs/s320/IMAG0175.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My purple office/crafts/media room. I'll have my desk and computer in here as well as my sewing machine and crafty things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhdmVn7aI/AAAAAAAAASs/F-LzQ-O-qcc/s1600/IMAG0181.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhdmVn7aI/AAAAAAAAASs/F-LzQ-O-qcc/s320/IMAG0181.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhgV5eSSI/AAAAAAAAASw/01y7AKZanno/s1600/IMAG0182.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhgV5eSSI/AAAAAAAAASw/01y7AKZanno/s320/IMAG0182.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Bathroom that is all mine! No brothers allowed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhj-JfhZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ybZF1xGB6xc/s1600/IMAG0183.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhj-JfhZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/ybZF1xGB6xc/s320/IMAG0183.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; Looking from the back door towards the front! (I have no furniture, haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for this next chapter in my life. I pray that God uses it as a time where I can not only learn about myself but a time where I will be challenged and stretched to think farther beyond myself and truly embrace others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-8547862850494696410?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/8547862850494696410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-new-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8547862850494696410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8547862850494696410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-new-place.html' title='My New Place!'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TNGhGF5KCCI/AAAAAAAAASU/hTYO7h3YAGc/s72-c/IMAG0172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-2732457000482774074</id><published>2010-11-02T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:46:25.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ministry'/><title type='text'>Winds of Change</title><content type='html'>It is interesting to me how you start to get a rhythm with your life and then something changes. I've found that I finally get a groove with work and then the season changes and my workload (and brain-load) changes. I think that's why I've felt so tired for the last two weeks. We're coming into fall (still not totally here in sunny AZ) and things at the church are changing; normal, "coming-into-fall" changes and also "specific-to-this-time" changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may also be tired because 2 weekends ago, our student ministries group went on our annual Red-I trip to Magic Mountain. Here's the run-down: at 10pm Thursday, students show up at the church. At 1(or so) am, we pile into vans and drive all night to Magic Mountain in Valencia, CA. We spend all day riding roller coasters, walking around the park, eating junk food and getting soaked. At 11pm, we meet up and head to In-n-Out for a giant (but fantastic) cheeseburger that will sit in your belly the whole ride home. We load up and drive all night back to AZ and get to the church around 7am. :) &lt;i&gt;*We have designated drivers who spend a little bit of time at the park, but then go to a hotel to sleep so they can drive us safely back.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that will throw anyone off for a while. But, it's such a fun trip and an amazing time to connect with students. The experiences and conversations you have on a trip like that would never happen anywhere else. I love my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has no pictures, but the next one will because....I moved into my own place! Stay tuned for that update! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-2732457000482774074?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/2732457000482774074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/winds-of-change.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2732457000482774074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2732457000482774074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/11/winds-of-change.html' title='Winds of Change'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-7354831427463066051</id><published>2010-10-19T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T10:00:01.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodwill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>My Breakfast on Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kpMGYrcI/AAAAAAAAASM/5Q9jjp72XiY/s1600/IMAG0129.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kpMGYrcI/AAAAAAAAASM/5Q9jjp72XiY/s400/IMAG0129.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;My parents went on a trip and brought home 2 bags of walnuts! We are a pretty nutty family - in more ways than one! - and I was excited about this! I was also excited that we had apples...I'm thinking muffins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kgzyHBhI/AAAAAAAAASA/4TM3SApMn9o/s1600/IMAG0110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kgzyHBhI/AAAAAAAAASA/4TM3SApMn9o/s400/IMAG0110.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kjo2E9oI/AAAAAAAAASE/pc1V1K4pTdk/s1600/IMAG0116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kjo2E9oI/AAAAAAAAASE/pc1V1K4pTdk/s400/IMAG0116.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My mom eats gluten free and a lot of our food is too, so I made GF muffins using &lt;a href="http://www.pamelasproducts.com/Products_frames.html"&gt;Pamela's baking mix &lt;/a&gt;and added cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, and clove to the recipe. Mmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kmaUF7lI/AAAAAAAAASI/ip5OknMBlNQ/s1600/IMAG0123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kmaUF7lI/AAAAAAAAASI/ip5OknMBlNQ/s400/IMAG0123.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Once they were done, I added a &lt;i&gt;generous&lt;/i&gt; tab of my favorite salted butter and poured a fresh cup of coffee. I also used my favorite $3 Goodwill dessert/tea plate! I think if I hadn't used salted butter I would have wanted a little salt in the mix, but I'm a saltaholic so maybe it's just me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0krkYY-rI/AAAAAAAAASQ/MoQeiy6tpv4/s1600/IMAG0160.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0krkYY-rI/AAAAAAAAASQ/MoQeiy6tpv4/s400/IMAG0160.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What a fun, autumn-y breakfast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-7354831427463066051?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/7354831427463066051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-breakfast-on-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7354831427463066051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7354831427463066051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-breakfast-on-monday.html' title='My Breakfast on Monday'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TL0kpMGYrcI/AAAAAAAAASM/5Q9jjp72XiY/s72-c/IMAG0129.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-4496724131657483364</id><published>2010-10-18T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T09:41:42.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Day Off</title><content type='html'>Today is my day off! It feels like the first day off in awhile - I've been busy the last two Mondays. I'm looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Finishing my laundry&lt;br /&gt;-Making my bed&lt;br /&gt;-Finishing my alterations on a $3 Savers dress so I can wear it finally&lt;br /&gt;-Keep reading &lt;i&gt;Oliver Twist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-&lt;/i&gt;crochet a second dishcloth to match &lt;a href="http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/over-medium.html"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-&lt;/i&gt;and some general lazing about :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with this pic of my main man, Banjo. Why he was sleeping with his nose under the quilt is unclear, but goodness, it was funny! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TLx4EPs2TZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hfgizZW0zUc/s1600/IMAG0044.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TLx4EPs2TZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hfgizZW0zUc/s400/IMAG0044.jpg" width="266" /&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/8076091076421379824-4496724131657483364?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/4496724131657483364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-off.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/4496724131657483364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/4496724131657483364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-off.html' title='Day Off'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TLx4EPs2TZI/AAAAAAAAAR8/hfgizZW0zUc/s72-c/IMAG0044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-160848160518486581</id><published>2010-10-10T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:09:41.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unread Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>No. 24 - The Screwtape Letters</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TLKBlViMRFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/p_blE0Vssrw/s1600/screwtape.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;image from &lt;a href="http://www.abebooks.com/servlet/BookDetailsPL?bi=3403012259&amp;amp;searchurl=isbn%3D0805420401%26sts%3Dt%26x%3D0%26y%3D0"&gt;Abebooks.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TLKBlViMRFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/p_blE0Vssrw/s1600/screwtape.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Great book. There isn't much more to say. It totally made me think, realize how victorious God is, it convicted me in places I've been lax, and made me laugh. All in all, I'm so glad I read it and would recommend it to anyone who hasn't read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up in my &lt;a href="http://mymargins.blogspot.com/p/my-unread-library.html"&gt;Unread Library&lt;/a&gt;, via random selection, is No. 17 - Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-160848160518486581?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/160848160518486581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-24-screwtape-letters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/160848160518486581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/160848160518486581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/no-24-screwtape-letters.html' title='No. 24 - The Screwtape Letters'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TLKBlViMRFI/AAAAAAAAAR4/p_blE0Vssrw/s72-c/screwtape.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-2829349475162518260</id><published>2010-10-08T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T09:13:10.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Life'/><title type='text'>Over Medium</title><content type='html'>My brain is pretty fried: which is why I haven't finished a book, creative project, or a complete sentence in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we had a conference at work (which was amazing, God is always faithful) for 3 days, immediately followed by 2 back-to-back meetings, and then staff meeting the next morning. I usually like meetings: I think it's fun, interesting, and insightful to be part of a church staff and learn the behind-the-scenes stuff that goes on to make "church" happen. But I was pretty done this week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best friend's birthday was Wednesday, so we were given permission to miss youth group and we went out to celebrate! And then we went home early yesterday. I'm making up for it by working today, but seeing as how I fell asleep last night at 6 (woke up at 7 for dinner) and then again at 8, it was totally necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crochet update:&lt;br /&gt;I haven't ventured past washcloths yet. I like how quick and easy they are to finish and they are great to add to a gift, so having a stack to choose from is convenient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the most recent one I've finished (which was last week). My sister actually started it while she was visiting and taught me the stitches she used. I finished it when she left. If you look at it in real life, you can almost see the exact row we switched; my stitches are a little too tight and lean a lot more than hers. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TK9CNCSNhwI/AAAAAAAAARw/XKP_luQhmaw/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TK9CNCSNhwI/AAAAAAAAARw/XKP_luQhmaw/s400/026.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TK9CQBwEIPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/IRMAg3mMZaA/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TK9CQBwEIPI/AAAAAAAAAR0/IRMAg3mMZaA/s400/033.JPG" width="400" /&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/8076091076421379824-2829349475162518260?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/2829349475162518260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/over-medium.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2829349475162518260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2829349475162518260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/10/over-medium.html' title='Over Medium'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TK9CNCSNhwI/AAAAAAAAARw/XKP_luQhmaw/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-3111867554668655112</id><published>2010-09-27T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T09:24:40.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unread Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>No. 7 - Dubliners</title><content type='html'>I'm not moving very fast through my &lt;a href="http://mymargins.blogspot.com/p/my-unread-library.html"&gt;Unread Library.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Dubliners&lt;/i&gt; was good and offered a glimpse into life in Dublin at the turn of the century. This collection of short stories is pretty political; notes on the author describe him as being "the greatest literary rebel of our time [...] He rebelled against social and literary conventions, against Catholicism, and against Dublin, the city at the center of this magnificent early collection of stories." (book jacket).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TKDEEFND_cI/AAAAAAAAARs/o9XYsdKggiI/s320/dubliners.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="209" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;image from &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Dubliners/James-Joyce/e/9780140186475/?itm=4&amp;amp;USRI=dubliners"&gt;Barnes &amp;amp; Noble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TKDEEFND_cI/AAAAAAAAARs/o9XYsdKggiI/s1600/dubliners.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book definitely put me into a fall mood: gray, somber, and something I would expect to read in school. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now working on an added book to my list, a friend lent me &lt;i&gt;The Screwtape Letters&lt;/i&gt;. So far, it's very interesting and definitely making me think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-3111867554668655112?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/3111867554668655112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-7-dubliners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/3111867554668655112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/3111867554668655112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-7-dubliners.html' title='No. 7 - Dubliners'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TKDEEFND_cI/AAAAAAAAARs/o9XYsdKggiI/s72-c/dubliners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-2298339206000600069</id><published>2010-09-22T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:24:41.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodwill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clothes'/><title type='text'>Fall Wardrobe</title><content type='html'>**I had this post ready to go, and then realized it was coming right after my "Abundance" post. I love clothes and the thrill of finding a smokin' deal, but who I am doesn't come from my clothes. And I know that who I am comes from who God says I am, and that blows my mind. So just a clarification, cause this post could look pretty ironic without this disclaimer.** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last few days, I have been staring into my closet with no hope of inspiration. This time of year is so hard! I'm looking forward to fall clothes and closed toed shoes. Cardigans and jeans and layering! But it's still over 100 degrees out. (correction-high 90s) I'm torn between "this may be the last time this year I can wear these sandals/dress/skirt" and "I can't wait to wear these boots/tights/sweater."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides what I already own, I'm hoping to add to my fall wardrobe (and hopefully for crazy thrift store cheap!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a high waisted grey pleated skirt. (totally inspired by &lt;a href="http://static0.modcloth.com/images/assets/0000/7362/SS-expo3.png"&gt;this outfit&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://blog.modcloth.com/2010-09-20-street-style-at-the-vintage-fashion-expo"&gt;ModCloth's blog&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;an colorful embellished navy cardi. (same inspiration)&lt;br /&gt;tall patterned socks.&lt;br /&gt;new tights (I am very clumsy and tights don't really last more than a season with me!).&lt;br /&gt;something purple. (weird, purple is my least favorite color)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also loving:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmRxUQLjXI/AAAAAAAAARU/Sxdq7Hvpbds/s1600/013201_041_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmRxUQLjXI/AAAAAAAAARU/Sxdq7Hvpbds/s320/013201_041_b.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS-CARDIGANS&amp;amp;id=013201&amp;amp;catId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS&amp;amp;pushId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS&amp;amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=65&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=060&amp;amp;colorName=RED&amp;amp;isSubcategory=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;isBigImage=&amp;amp;templateType="&gt;Breezy Polkas from Anthropologie &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmRyZSTnSI/AAAAAAAAARc/42gMvFehgsw/s1600/18523993_001_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmRyZSTnSI/AAAAAAAAARc/42gMvFehgsw/s320/18523993_001_b.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS-CARDIGANS&amp;amp;id=18523993&amp;amp;catId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS&amp;amp;pushId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS&amp;amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=65&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=001&amp;amp;colorName=BLACK&amp;amp;isSubcategory=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;isBigImage=&amp;amp;templateType="&gt;Oleander also from Anthropologie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmRy5M-KvI/AAAAAAAAARk/8MT-OPcnGTw/s1600/19185149_015_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmRy5M-KvI/AAAAAAAAARk/8MT-OPcnGTw/s320/19185149_015_b.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?subCategoryId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS&amp;amp;id=19185149&amp;amp;catId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS&amp;amp;pushId=CLOTHES-SWEATERS&amp;amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=50&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=015&amp;amp;colorName=NEUTRAL%20MOTIF&amp;amp;isSubcategory=true&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;isBigImage=&amp;amp;templateType="&gt;Rainbow Trellis (can you believe how pretty that is?!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Anthro prices are way out of my budget, but it's still fun to dream. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-2298339206000600069?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/2298339206000600069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-wardrobe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2298339206000600069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2298339206000600069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/fall-wardrobe.html' title='Fall Wardrobe'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmRxUQLjXI/AAAAAAAAARU/Sxdq7Hvpbds/s72-c/013201_041_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-8848467765653922032</id><published>2010-09-21T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T21:49:48.579-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunday Creative'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Creative - Abundance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still working through &lt;a href="http://mymargins.blogspot.com/p/my-unread-library.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dubliners&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, it's good, but it's short stories so I'm not invested in the plot, since I finish a storyline with every chapter. It should be done soon...&lt;br /&gt;This week's prompt for &lt;a href="http://madelinebea.com/blog/2010/09/the-sunday-creative-september-19-25/"&gt;The Sunday Creative is abundance&lt;/a&gt;. And I knew exactly where I was going with it. John 10:10 says: "The thief does not come but to steal, rob, and destroy. I have come that they may have life and have it more abundantly."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A life with Christ is a life that is full. No matter what I don't possess, my life is full. There is no void in my heart because I've found the One who can fill it. There is no hopelessness, because Hope lives in me. There is peace, because He is with me. There is joy, because I've been redeemed. My life is abundant because of Jesus Christ and I am so, so grateful that He came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmJuRyI96I/AAAAAAAAARM/PhoRZSX_Rnw/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmJuRyI96I/AAAAAAAAARM/PhoRZSX_Rnw/s400/013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am by no means a paper/ink/free-hand kind of artist. I like digital art because I can make everything perfect. I can Ctrl-Z as many times as I want. There are thousands of fonts that can change the look of any word. But there is something so personal, vulnerable, and real when I put my ideas on a piece of paper. It really is a stretch for me. I can't take it back once it's written in Sharpie pen in my notebook. :) But I love all the decorated sayings and modern calligraphy pieces out there and decided to let it inspire me. Maybe I'll start being able to put more and more of the millions of thoughts floating around in my mind down on paper without caring what it comes out like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmJsFxi6nI/AAAAAAAAARE/kc9KNKwgDYA/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmJsFxi6nI/AAAAAAAAARE/kc9KNKwgDYA/s400/010.JPG" width="400" /&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/8076091076421379824-8848467765653922032?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/8848467765653922032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-creative-abundance.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8848467765653922032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8848467765653922032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-creative-abundance.html' title='The Sunday Creative - Abundance'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJmJuRyI96I/AAAAAAAAARM/PhoRZSX_Rnw/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-7827246205435108975</id><published>2010-09-15T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T14:15:00.590-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunday Creative'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Creative</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJE3FOC8j8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PyflN7awn_o/s1600/Comfort.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJE3FOC8j8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PyflN7awn_o/s320/Comfort.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed a week! This week on &lt;a href="http://madelinebea.com/blog/2010/09/the-sunday-creative-september-12-18th/"&gt;The Sunday Creative&lt;/a&gt; our prompt is "comfort."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Comfort&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;vb&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;To give strength and hope &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;n&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Consolation &lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Freedom from pain, trouble, or anxiety; &lt;em&gt;also&lt;/em&gt;: something that gives such freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I find comfort in:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;-using Illustrator over any other Adobe programs :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;-teal and light coral together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;-the scene in &lt;i&gt;Little Women&lt;/i&gt; (the Winona Ryder version) where Jo finishes her book and slides a red geranium into her raffia-wrapped manuscript&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;-my pup, Banjo, who always sits right up against me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;-The Comforter, Jesus (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+5&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 5&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;-my closest friend, who knows me so well that I can't hide anything from her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;-white blankets and good books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I'm sure there are more, but for today, those are the things that I am wishing for. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-7827246205435108975?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/7827246205435108975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-creative_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7827246205435108975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7827246205435108975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-creative_15.html' title='The Sunday Creative'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TJE3FOC8j8I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/PyflN7awn_o/s72-c/Comfort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-6027126330905676699</id><published>2010-09-06T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T19:37:37.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unread Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Mansfield Park</title><content type='html'>I finished &lt;i&gt;Mansfield Park&lt;/i&gt; this weekend and loved it. I have read enough Jane Austen books to know what to expect (I mean, they are love stories after all, the girl always gets the guy) but this one had a twist that I wasn't expecting. The entire book I wasn't exactly sure how it would turn out. Would Fanny's feelings change? Would Mary Crawford change her mind? Is Mr. Crawford actually a nice guy? I had no idea! But then, in classic Jane Austen form, the last two chapters held all the twists, turns, and wrapped everything up like every good romance should. Not to mention Ms. Austen's humor and subtle satire on wealth and marriage; which is always fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now onto &lt;a href="http://mymargins.blogspot.com/p/my-unread-library.html"&gt;No. 07 of my unread library,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;Dubliners&lt;/i&gt; by James Joyce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-6027126330905676699?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/6027126330905676699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/mansfield-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/6027126330905676699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/6027126330905676699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/mansfield-park.html' title='Mansfield Park'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-10906345329824945</id><published>2010-09-03T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T10:26:42.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunday Creative'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Creative</title><content type='html'>This week on &lt;a href="http://madelinebea.com/blog/category/the-sunday-creative/"&gt;The Sunday Creative,&lt;/a&gt; our prompt was &lt;a href="http://madelinebea.com/blog/2010/08/the-sunday-creative-august-29-september-4/"&gt;"illuminate."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;illuminate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet stillness&lt;br /&gt;dark and silent&lt;br /&gt;damp with early fog&lt;br /&gt;day's first light&lt;br /&gt;intruding the night&lt;br /&gt;sun presents itself&lt;br /&gt;with mighty gentleness&lt;br /&gt;an echoing whisper&lt;br /&gt;spreading warmth&lt;br /&gt;over the land&lt;br /&gt;and my face&lt;br /&gt;peacefully illuminated&lt;br /&gt;by the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love morning. There is something so precious about a fresh, new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TIEvR_K9TBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6LUyf0CFg8A/s1600/DSCN0029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TIEvR_K9TBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6LUyf0CFg8A/s400/DSCN0029.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rio del Mar, early morning&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-10906345329824945?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/10906345329824945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-creative.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/10906345329824945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/10906345329824945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/09/sunday-creative.html' title='The Sunday Creative'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/TIEvR_K9TBI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6LUyf0CFg8A/s72-c/DSCN0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-114344038859465505</id><published>2010-08-30T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:19:16.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unread Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>No, 12 - Mansfield Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/THwZ44G5UXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tWcDY10iYHI/s1600/mansfield.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/THwZ44G5UXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tWcDY10iYHI/s400/mansfield.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;image from &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Mansfield-Park/Jane-Austen/e/9781593083564/?itm=3&amp;amp;USRI=mansfield+park+barnes+%26+noble+classics+series"&gt;Barnes &amp;amp; Noble&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I am currently halfway through &lt;i&gt;Mansfield Park&lt;/i&gt; and it's wonderful. I was hoping to have it finished by today, but it is pretty long and I haven't had much time for leisure this week. Maybe by next week it will be done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-114344038859465505?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/114344038859465505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-12-mansfield-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/114344038859465505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/114344038859465505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/08/no-12-mansfield-park.html' title='No, 12 - Mansfield Park'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/THwZ44G5UXI/AAAAAAAAAQk/tWcDY10iYHI/s72-c/mansfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-1181660292783653865</id><published>2010-08-24T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T17:18:51.009-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loving God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graphic design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sunday Creative'/><title type='text'>The Sunday Creative</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just discovered &lt;a href="http://madelinebea.com/blog/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt; and I'm totally joining up for &lt;a href="http://madelinebea.com/blog/category/the-sunday-creative/"&gt;The Sunday Creative&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This week's prompt is Orient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Orient&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;vb &lt;/i&gt;1: &lt;/b&gt;to set in a definite position esp. in relation to the points on a compass&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;2:&lt;/b&gt; to acquaint with an existing situation or environment&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;3:&lt;/b&gt; to direct to the interests of a particular group &lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OR &lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;noun : &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;East, esp. the countries of Eastern Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And here is what I made:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/THRaiMYmlfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kbipYwz_CRA/s1600/Sunday+Creative.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/THRaiMYmlfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kbipYwz_CRA/s400/Sunday+Creative.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Matthew 7:14 "But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When it comes to a direction or position in my life there is only one: Jesus. My life's journey is fueled and directed by my love for Him and my devotion to Him. And the only way I know where He wants me to go is by spending time with Him and reading the Word. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm excited to be challenged in being creative and having a project to learn new techniques and styles that I wouldn't normally use. I haven't used Photoshop a whole lot, but I recently learned about textures and how to use them, so I wanted to try something new. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-1181660292783653865?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/1181660292783653865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-creative.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1181660292783653865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1181660292783653865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/08/sunday-creative.html' title='The Sunday Creative'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/THRaiMYmlfI/AAAAAAAAAQc/kbipYwz_CRA/s72-c/Sunday+Creative.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-6433872446197189061</id><published>2010-08-22T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T18:13:28.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodwill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Unread Library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The Unread Library</title><content type='html'>When it comes to books, I have very little willpower. I love everything about them: the covers, the pages, the words, the fonts, how a book from the 50s or 60s looks nothing like a modern one, and of course, the actual stories. Getting lost in a book is a lifeline for me. A refuge from the world, from things that drain me, and from technology. It is ironic to me that technology and media are part of my top five favorite things to do, and also my current livelihood, and yet I love leaving it behind for a world of ink and paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I have amassed an ever expanding library - primarily made up of thrifted and vintage books (because hey, I'm working with a budget!). I love perusing the shelves at Goodwill and Savers looking for a classic I've never read, a great cover to a book I already love, the occasional chance book that may end up being a keeper (or not), and anything in between. But lately, I've noticed I have a stack of books marked "to read" that grows faster than I can read them. I also realized that the money I'm pouring into this pile can be used for much more impact than my library. So I've committed to not buying another book until I read every last unread book. And the money I would normally spend is being put away (it's not much, but it's something) into a savings account for a yet-to-be-revealed project that will impact many lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these thoughts had started stirring in my heart and head when I read a post on a blog I follow, &lt;a href="http://pancakesandfrenchfries.com/"&gt;Pancakes &amp;amp; French Frie&lt;/a&gt;s, about &lt;a href="http://pancakesandfrenchfries.com/2010/07/unread-library/"&gt;The Unread Library&lt;/a&gt;. This post was a confirmation and encouragement to me, so I decided to follow suit with my progress. Here is My Unread Library; as I finish a book, I will update the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Aeneid, The | Virgil&lt;br /&gt;2. Candide | Voltaire&lt;br /&gt;3. Cannery Row | John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;4. Christmas Carol, A | Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;5. David Copperfield | Charles Dickens &lt;br /&gt;6. Dombey &amp;amp; Son | Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;7. Dubliners | James Joyce&lt;br /&gt;8. Great Short Works of Herman Melville, The | Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;9. How to Read Literature Like a Professor | Thomas Foster&lt;br /&gt;10. Kidnapped | Robert Louis Stevenson&lt;br /&gt;11. Lady Susan | Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;12. Mansfield Park | Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;13. Moby Dick | Herman Melville&lt;br /&gt;14. Moon is Down, The | John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;15. Much Ado About Nothing | William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;16. Nick Adams Stories, The | Ernest Hemingway&lt;br /&gt;17. Oliver Twist | Charles Dickens&lt;br /&gt;18. Othello | William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;19. Painted Bird, The | Jerzy Kosinski&lt;br /&gt;20. Pearl, The | John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;21. Pilgrim's Progress, The | John Bunyan&lt;br /&gt;22. Red Pony, The | John Steinbeck&lt;br /&gt;23. Robinson Crusoe | Daniel Defore&lt;br /&gt;24. Silmarillion, The | JRR Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;25. Uncle Tom's Cabin | Harriet Beecher Stowe&lt;br /&gt;26. War of the Worlds, The | HG Wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-6433872446197189061?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/6433872446197189061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/08/unread-library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/6433872446197189061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/6433872446197189061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/08/unread-library.html' title='The Unread Library'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-516304030759982821</id><published>2010-06-05T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T11:10:51.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer! part 2</title><content type='html'>This is my first whole year out of school. It's my first summer in 20 that nothing has really changed in my daily schedule. Okay, yes, I am going to lots of camps, but I am still working and have the same responsibilities as the other times of the year. So it's a little weird for me that all of the students are out of school and I'm not. Good reason to start my MA? Maybe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do actually miss school and I think some of that has inspired my summer expectations. So without further ado, my list of summer lessons/learning/hopes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Adobe Premiere Pro classroom in a book: I use this program every day and I'd like to know the ins and outs of it. A friend loaned me this book and I'm hoping to work through it so I can feel more confident training my team as it grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Adobe InDesign C.I.A.B: I need to learn this program! I don't think it's unbelieving children that kill off fairies, it's unsuspecting designers who open this program without knowing what to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Calligraphy: I love handwriting and I love sending handwritten notes. I have a few tutorials bookmarked along with some good tools priced out. It's also something that seems like it could travel. I could do my ABC's while ZJ naps at camp. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Sewing machine: my mom and I both had sewing machines that needed work (hers is pretty old and I think ignorance broke something in mine *oops*) so we got a quote for repair and it was $90 for each plus any repair/parts for mine! So we decided to take the $200+ and just buy a new one. Nothing fancy, but it works and it has a lot more options than our older ones. So I'm hoping to get comfortable with it and begin altering vintage/thrift clothes to fit better! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**I also have an ongoing list of books that I've picked up, have yet to read, or want to buy. I'm hoping to make some good progress on those while I'm traveling/taking it easy. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-516304030759982821?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/516304030759982821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/516304030759982821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/516304030759982821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-part-2.html' title='Summer! part 2'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-1956122902725040131</id><published>2010-05-27T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T08:25:17.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer! part 1</title><content type='html'>I am always so excited for summer! And it seems every year, I have a list of expectations for that summer. This year, summer kind of crept up on me - my birthday is in 5 days and summer can officially begin! - and so I'm just now settling into my expectations. But let me tell you, I am getting more and more excited as the days go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wearefoursquare.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/justinsphone22010238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.wearefoursquare.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/justinsphone22010238.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 2 years, NorthShore has planned and led our own summer camp at Camp Cedar Crest in Running Springs, CA. This year, we are running camp again but also are including churches throughout the district! We have 7-8 other churches coming with us and that is very exciting! Summer camp will be amazing. I LOVE camp, like love, Love, LOVE camp :) so I know it's going to be a great week. We'll be at camp June 13-18 and we'll be posting daily on the camp website: &lt;a href="http://www.wearefoursquare.com/"&gt;www.wearefoursquare.com&lt;/a&gt; - feel free to check it out now and then too for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week after We Are Foursquare camp, we'll be heading to Carlsbad, CA for a week of camping on the beach for family camp. I haven't been in 2 years, and I'm missing it. It's the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, my best friend in the whole world is leading creative arts workshops and classes for all of the Southwest district camps - which is 3 straight weeks back up at Camp Cedar Crest. And I am so happy to be going with her for 2 of those weeks! I'll be helping her out with the theatre stuff but for the most part, I'll be gallivanting with my favorite 1-year old in the woods! OK, maybe we'll be slowly walking around the paved/carpeted areas of the camp, but I'm still looking forward to extended quality time with 2 of my favorite ladies! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then (whew!) in August, my sister and I are spending a week with my Grandma in the Bay Area. She and I haven't spent a whole lot of time together recently and I think it will be a fun trip and a good chance to hang out with our Noni as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_6ONQcYbiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9XrSZtsgxp0/s1600/DSCN0064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_6ONQcYbiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9XrSZtsgxp0/s320/DSCN0064.jpg" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My grandma's house&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Part 1 of my summer plans are all the trips I'll&amp;nbsp; be taking! :) I'll be back soon with Part 2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-1956122902725040131?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/1956122902725040131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-part-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1956122902725040131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1956122902725040131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/05/summer-part-1.html' title='Summer! part 1'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_6ONQcYbiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9XrSZtsgxp0/s72-c/DSCN0064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-4395097376057466029</id><published>2010-05-24T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T16:16:18.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diving Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have a soft spot for vintage children's books. So when I saw this book recently, I knew it would be a great addition to my small collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_sGMFVN_1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XtGUQ65errQ/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_sGMFVN_1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XtGUQ65errQ/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't that the best title ever? I also love library memorabilia so when I saw that it came from the Phoenix Public Library and was marked with the DISCARD stamp there was nothing I could do to resist rescuing it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_sGOxUTHsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TQ04MqXaB8Q/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_sGOxUTHsI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TQ04MqXaB8Q/s320/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The poor thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is now happy at home with me where there is no fear of discard. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_sGUo1q8WI/AAAAAAAAAQM/cCX0fqOM0x0/s1600/033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_sGUo1q8WI/AAAAAAAAAQM/cCX0fqOM0x0/s320/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-4395097376057466029?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/4395097376057466029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/05/diving-horse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/4395097376057466029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/4395097376057466029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/05/diving-horse.html' title='Diving Horse'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S_sGMFVN_1I/AAAAAAAAAP0/XtGUQ65errQ/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-7450977038489194323</id><published>2010-05-04T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:44:02.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vintage Kick and Vintage Kicks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been on this vintage kick for awhile and I love mixing in vintage pieces with my normal things (either in outfits or accessories or in decorating). I found some amazing vintage pieces in the last few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, my brother and I had a date. I waited for him at Goodwill and I found this skirt for half off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzbwGR4UI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZulsYro291g/s1600/035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzbwGR4UI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZulsYro291g/s320/035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Someone had already started altering it, the bottom is roughly cut and frayed, but it's long enough all around to re-hem it and I'm excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzfW4ssBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2Oe8JKdfq58/s1600/036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzfW4ssBI/AAAAAAAAAO8/2Oe8JKdfq58/s320/036.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see from the side that the back panel is a few inches longer than the front. :) (oh and yes, I'm standing on a chair!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-Dzid6SdNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sOdORvRQLi0/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-Dzid6SdNI/AAAAAAAAAPE/sOdORvRQLi0/s320/037.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's even worse on this side!! But I love the print and I'm looking forward to fixing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzlrLzdyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KdHzvPD4S6k/s1600/039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzlrLzdyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/KdHzvPD4S6k/s320/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then today, I found the most amazing shoes and bag ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzCtG5qVI/AAAAAAAAANs/UQsP28m2Rd8/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzCtG5qVI/AAAAAAAAANs/UQsP28m2Rd8/s320/013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent more on this bag than I usually do (haha $18) for a few reasons. It's leather and is also the perfect length for me. And also because of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzIUubWII/AAAAAAAAAN8/HWXEj-P9SEE/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzIUubWII/AAAAAAAAAN8/HWXEj-P9SEE/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we just let that sink in for a minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think my heart was looking for a pair of shoes like this because I saw them and knew that the search was over. They fit when I tried them on and they were $5! (Also, leather and the stamp inside says "Made in Brazil")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-D2Kg45u6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/EYmM1YCd3WA/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-D2Kg45u6I/AAAAAAAAAPU/EYmM1YCd3WA/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are completely different than what I would expect for myself. (that's a weird way to put it) But I just love them and they are comfortable - and vintage, bohemian, scholarly all at once. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to end this post con photos (hooray photos!), I finally collected enough prints for my little gallery wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-D3E2vK9VI/AAAAAAAAAPs/e3vL_Z_R7Uw/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-D3E2vK9VI/AAAAAAAAAPs/e3vL_Z_R7Uw/s320/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-D3CP96vHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ObjbAq-vA2I/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-D3CP96vHI/AAAAAAAAAPk/ObjbAq-vA2I/s320/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-7450977038489194323?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/7450977038489194323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-on-this-vintage-kick-for.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7450977038489194323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7450977038489194323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/05/ive-been-on-this-vintage-kick-for.html' title='Vintage Kick and Vintage Kicks'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S-DzbwGR4UI/AAAAAAAAAO0/ZulsYro291g/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-3991916314272880806</id><published>2010-04-29T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T20:42:47.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness. I blinked and it was almost May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have a rhythm with my job. No longer is it my "new" job, I'm no longer trying to get caught up, and Easter is over, so everything is normal - as normal as it can be, working simultaneously with people and computers/equipment. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really excited to be in a groove and ready to take on some new challenges. Maybe I'll actually learn what all the buttons on the camera do or how to actually use some of the programs I'm so fortunate to have on my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: this post will not have pictures because I lost the cable. Oh, the irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I posted my SOAK (devotion) on the NorthShore website last week (you can read it &lt;a href="http://www.northshorestudents.com/wordpress/2010/04/caryns-soak/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and it was really convicting. I have never been very vocal about what I believe. For the most part, I am shy and soft spoken; a peace maker and a people pleaser. But I realized that that isn't an excuse to not be vocal, but rather a strength to create deep meaningful relationships with people, and conversations about God will come from how much I care about them. Does that even make sense? Well, either way, I've been able to be more candid about what I believe with more people in the last few weeks than I ever have in my life. I admit I haven't shared my faith ala GOSPEL acronym and said "Do you want Jesus?" but I think the small seeds that I'm being faithful to plant are just the beginning. I'm excited that God is changing me and I'm realizing, even more, how important prayer is in my life. It's a place that I'm happy to be discovering and challenging at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a freelance designer now! Well, if you count one freelance job! It was a great learning experience and I'm looking forward to figuring out how to possibly make something of it. It was so fun to deposit that check, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is possibly the most sporadic post, and for that I apologize. If you want to see what else I'm working on, visit &lt;a href="http://www.thespringschurch.net/thespringschurch/wp/"&gt;The Springs Church&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.northshorestudents.com/wordpress/"&gt;NorthShore Student Ministries&lt;/a&gt; sites. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-3991916314272880806?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/3991916314272880806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/04/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/3991916314272880806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/3991916314272880806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/04/what.html' title='What?'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-9212572982622779219</id><published>2010-03-09T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:02:05.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds &amp; Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5ck1S33mCI/AAAAAAAAAME/DCKe8-4EzrQ/s1600-h/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5ck1S33mCI/AAAAAAAAAME/DCKe8-4EzrQ/s320/002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this little guy at Goodwill today in a bag of things for $1.99. He came with a glass encapsulated doily-thing, a candle snuffer, and some tea light holders. A pretty good deal, I think. Although I wasn't totally sold on the terracotta finish he had. The color wasn't too bad, but as you can see he was marked up and a little dingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with my trusty $0.10 acrylics, I went to work. I went for a coral, peachy color to tie in with a few pieces I have around the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5clC3f2MyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bikSOHhJ1SA/s1600-h/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5clC3f2MyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/bikSOHhJ1SA/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;See? Almost the same, just a little cleaner and a little lighter. But I like it much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5clKLUsWGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rrH0tG00MNk/s1600-h/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5clKLUsWGI/AAAAAAAAAM0/rrH0tG00MNk/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;At home, on my cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5clNkDH_WI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1MqulUGUUkk/s1600-h/028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5clNkDH_WI/AAAAAAAAAM8/1MqulUGUUkk/s320/028.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Looks like someone is ready for a cup of tea and a good read!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been making fabric flowers whenever I need an easy, mindless pursuit. I made some from a blue print, a maroon pillowcase ($0.25!), and today I bought a few napkins to try: coral and a shiny deep puce color, which is a lot prettier than the name suggests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5ck70egnwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UuFr8xHsFBQ/s1600-h/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5ck70egnwI/AAAAAAAAAMU/UuFr8xHsFBQ/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What is better than an apothecary jar full of flowers? Maybe chocolate. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5ck_bQxFfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/j0bcZrLY8ig/s1600-h/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5ck_bQxFfI/AAAAAAAAAMc/j0bcZrLY8ig/s320/012.JPG" width="240" /&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/8076091076421379824-9212572982622779219?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/9212572982622779219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/03/birds-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/9212572982622779219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/9212572982622779219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/03/birds-flowers.html' title='Birds &amp; Flowers'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S5ck1S33mCI/AAAAAAAAAME/DCKe8-4EzrQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-2654807325406883492</id><published>2010-02-23T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:40:17.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes!</title><content type='html'>I have some of the hardest feet in the world to fit. They're terribly small, terribly wide, and have terribly high arches. I also have thick ankles and calves. (*although I've started calling them vintage, because there is nothing better than a woman in the 40s with a mid calf length dress on and thick ankles with heels, believe me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what does a girl with hard to fit feet develop a penchant for? You got it. Shoes. Oh the irony. I've had some pretty great finds recently though - especially secondhand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These booties are so fun, leather, and I got them at Goodwill for probably $6. I love how the leather is worn and soft and how they remind me of the granny boots I had when I was 9. I don't love the vinyl lining on the inside of the opening, it's cracked and hard and did a number to the tights I wore them with. :/ But overall, I like them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdEn_pFSI/AAAAAAAAALU/Qrduw884hvo/s1600-h/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdEn_pFSI/AAAAAAAAALU/Qrduw884hvo/s320/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdH6RTPSI/AAAAAAAAALc/asipyfzM99w/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdH6RTPSI/AAAAAAAAALc/asipyfzM99w/s320/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These boots. Let me say this, I've wanted tall boots for my whole life (well, for the last few years of my whole life) and never have been able to find ones that fit for a good price. Who has a few hundred to spend on boots? Not me. So I found these boots at Goodwill last week for $12. They are a few sizes too big, but that actually helps with the width. And they don't look like flippers. :) Leather again, and they are just a little tight on my calves, but I can zip them up and they don't look too tight. And did I say $12?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4Sc96XFJFI/AAAAAAAAALE/OWiQ3xUSsaY/s1600-h/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4Sc96XFJFI/AAAAAAAAALE/OWiQ3xUSsaY/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdBd9bYhI/AAAAAAAAALM/xA-Bbt7oJ6I/s1600-h/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdBd9bYhI/AAAAAAAAALM/xA-Bbt7oJ6I/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;OK. I love the vintage shop &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/vintagepetals"&gt;Vintage Petals&lt;/a&gt; and I bought a skirt from there too. Ashley has such great prices and great pieces. These oxfords are probably the best things I've ever seen. (other than newborn babies, of course). The yummy brown leather fades from dark to chestnut-y and look at that heel!! Liz Claiborne, so not super old, but just wonderful. (slightly too small, but I don't care, I really like them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdLdeEa_I/AAAAAAAAALk/mQC0qECIE5k/s1600-h/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdLdeEa_I/AAAAAAAAALk/mQC0qECIE5k/s320/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdPDoq-9I/AAAAAAAAALs/C5iPXqt0fck/s1600-h/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdPDoq-9I/AAAAAAAAALs/C5iPXqt0fck/s320/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, these are new, but I got them at Ross and I had been eyeing them for weeks.&amp;nbsp; These shoes just scream 4th of July picnic and I'm so glad I finally tried them on. This is the story. It was love at first sight but they had an abnormally high price tag for Ross. So I did not try them on (ignorance is bliss, right?) and walked away slowly. Saw them again and still, same price, same squeeze on my heart. Finally after the third (or maybe even fourth) time, I tried them on. And they fit. And they were the only ones left in my size. And they were leather. And Clarks. So they came home with me and I wear them occasionally around the house. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdSp8yXdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Asyfpcq3638/s1600-h/029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdSp8yXdI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Asyfpcq3638/s320/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdWWKFN0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/ns_aY7521Rc/s1600-h/034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdWWKFN0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/ns_aY7521Rc/s320/034.JPG" width="320" /&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/8076091076421379824-2654807325406883492?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/2654807325406883492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/02/shoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2654807325406883492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2654807325406883492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/02/shoes.html' title='Shoes!'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S4SdEn_pFSI/AAAAAAAAALU/Qrduw884hvo/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-297953119744795452</id><published>2010-02-08T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:00:33.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fabric Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1-mO2oYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Vgmg5dozDvg/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1-mO2oYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Vgmg5dozDvg/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436115205999731074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1-fVJlUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/f7cq09-t4oA/s1600-h/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1-fVJlUI/AAAAAAAAAKk/f7cq09-t4oA/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436115204147090754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1936_n6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/mPkFJ-P5-iQ/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1936_n6I/AAAAAAAAAKc/mPkFJ-P5-iQ/s320/017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436115193568403362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in love. Not only are these flowers the best shade of pink, they are made from a worn out Charlotte Russe shirt that never quite fit. I'm so glad I thought of this top because I was bound and determined to make these flowers (I sort of followed &lt;a href="http://100layercake.com/blog/archives/4402"&gt;this tutorial&lt;/a&gt; but mostly read it and then did what I whatever I felt like - which, by the way, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely unlike me&lt;/span&gt;. I'm such a rule follower) and I would have made them out of some horrible scrap fabric I have and then I would never use them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first two I made stick out funny in the back, I did too much folding, I think. But the third is nice and flat and a little floppy and just J. Crew enough to make my heart flutter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D5MIRpRpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7rs7OkpcLTM/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D5MIRpRpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/7rs7OkpcLTM/s320/009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436118737011426962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1UQpIHeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3eAnef7Yo5k/s1600-h/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1UQpIHeI/AAAAAAAAAKM/3eAnef7Yo5k/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436114478649843170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added a felt back with a little band (an idea I read in a blog somewhere and can't remember where) so that I could use it in multiple ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1UIWvdKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/s31qi-AN47k/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1UIWvdKI/AAAAAAAAAKE/s31qi-AN47k/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436114476425245858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is my floppy J. Crew-esque with a bobby pin. I would have modeled but it's my day off and I didn't even brush my hair. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1Tp-kpOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_NV-g-s90gQ/s1600-h/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1Tp-kpOI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_NV-g-s90gQ/s320/030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436114468270810338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It can also slip onto a head band! Which I totally love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D5M0ZT1kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/HHZLWxUQh14/s1600-h/038a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D5M0ZT1kI/AAAAAAAAAK8/HHZLWxUQh14/s320/038a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436118748854736450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And my most favorite things ever (cardigans) become even more amazing with a flower! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful way to spend my day off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-297953119744795452?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/297953119744795452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/02/fabric-flowers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/297953119744795452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/297953119744795452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/02/fabric-flowers.html' title='Fabric Flowers'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S3D1-mO2oYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/Vgmg5dozDvg/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-9189269372845296395</id><published>2010-01-26T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T16:15:56.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Creativity</title><content type='html'>Today I read an article about creativity. It was an encouragement to realize that with all the images around us, not to mention our own mind (conscious and subconscious), there really is no reason for creative juices to "dry up." There were some practical tools: journaling, drawing, working in a inspiring place, working when you're at your best, being realistic about the time your personal creative process needs, etc. The tips were great and helped me refocus because I feel like I'm in a creative slump; which is really not what a designer (amateur as I am) wants to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in addition to that, I thought about a conversation I had with my pastor/boss and our creative director/my best friend where we talked about creativity being a God given need. That all creativity is a reflection of Jesus, whether we mean for it to or not, since we are made in his image. God is the ultimate creative genius: can you imagine coming up with everything out of nothing with no one but yourself for input? Of course, that's taking it to a human level, but still, God's creativity is astounding. And I know that he wants me to be creative because 1) I bring him glory when I act like him (and the person he made me to be) and 2) my creativity serves to create an atmosphere where lives are transformed. It is and will be a reminder that he will provide a way and that my inspiration comes from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say, I got an awesome briefcase/file case from Goodwill today for $4 that is amazingly vintage and full of nerdy goodness. I wish I had a laptop (choose whichever OS you like best, that way I don't offend anyone!!) with CS4 on it to put in this bag and be creative everywhere I go. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S1-EoSG7e_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kOLqCoO6sZw/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S1-EoSG7e_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kOLqCoO6sZw/s320/023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431205503222643698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S1-FI58eG9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/c4BCQJPjTrQ/s1600-h/019+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S1-FI58eG9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/c4BCQJPjTrQ/s320/019+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431206063672007634" 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/8076091076421379824-9189269372845296395?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/9189269372845296395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts-on-creativity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/9189269372845296395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/9189269372845296395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts-on-creativity.html' title='Thoughts on Creativity'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S1-EoSG7e_I/AAAAAAAAAI8/kOLqCoO6sZw/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-5139718503012996000</id><published>2010-01-12T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:23:53.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even better Tuesday Treasure</title><content type='html'>Today, instead of thrifting, I was able to bargain hunt with my two favorite girls. My best friend and her 7 month old daughter were in town for a doctor's appointment and so we went to Target. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending time with them is a far better past time, they are the most fun and I love them terribly. And I got new running shoes, which I needed. Desperately. I realized the ones I've been wearing I've had since my freshman year of college. In 2003. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did manage to hang up my plates over my desk, so I'll show you those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S00tx3vlr9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/UtqayTHLFtE/s1600-h/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S00tx3vlr9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/UtqayTHLFtE/s320/028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426043460851707858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a little closer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S00uWaohNNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CpdzGn0o9lo/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S00uWaohNNI/AAAAAAAAAI0/CpdzGn0o9lo/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426044088692585682" 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/8076091076421379824-5139718503012996000?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/5139718503012996000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-better-tuesday-treasure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/5139718503012996000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/5139718503012996000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/01/even-better-tuesday-treasure.html' title='Even better Tuesday Treasure'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S00tx3vlr9I/AAAAAAAAAIs/UtqayTHLFtE/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-6901964022337273421</id><published>2010-01-05T17:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T07:52:04.794-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodwill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='decorating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessions'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Treasures</title><content type='html'>I blame my dad. Or maybe I blame his Italian grandparents. Either way, bargain hunting is in my blood and I love, love, love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every Tuesday, I go in to work, then go to a small group Bible study, and then: Goodwill. Yippee skippee! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to be a better blogger and I realized that I could document the things I find on Tuesdays. And then when they get placed, hung up, painted, etc I can post those too. So without further ado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PuCkOMXyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EXvS0ANWoZs/s1600-h/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PuCkOMXyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EXvS0ANWoZs/s320/069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423440104134565666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This mirror was 7.99 but I had a 20% coupon so that makes it 6.40. I think I'll hang it next to my desk by my bookcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvFfWGV3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Hn8bmqWySRE/s1600-h/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvFfWGV3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/Hn8bmqWySRE/s320/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423441253876782962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These Currier &amp;amp; Ives plates are missing winter, but I LOVED the colors and the subjects too. And at 1.99 a pop (1.59 with coupon) they were a steal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvGq6hlPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/iEbne1qKspc/s1600-h/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvGq6hlPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/iEbne1qKspc/s320/075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423441274162222322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvF7TTa4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Kwo6miHMfpM/s1600-h/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvF7TTa4I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Kwo6miHMfpM/s320/073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423441261381249922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvGDj0FJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/y_FANr9jJds/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PvGDj0FJI/AAAAAAAAAHU/y_FANr9jJds/s320/074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423441263597982866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little guy is sooo cute! I want a boy like this in real life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw2pgg2MI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yprUXoqflYw/s1600-h/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw2pgg2MI/AAAAAAAAAHk/yprUXoqflYw/s320/077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423443197930035394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These hydrangeas came in a basket that I wasn't totally excited about, but I like them in this box. It's almost a hat box, but held a teapot I got for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw3FQoPxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4s4yhzVfxIo/s1600-h/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw3FQoPxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/4s4yhzVfxIo/s320/081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423443205379604242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you love this as a pencil cup? I've been wanting a sweet one for the office and I think this is just the ticket! 0.75!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw3urFXQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/k_K8IVGEQJE/s1600-h/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw3urFXQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/k_K8IVGEQJE/s320/085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423443216496418050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been slowly and surely collecting flower prints in goldy frames. I have 2 others: peonies, and geraniums. I am looking forward to putting them on the blank wall next to my bed. Hopefully, soon, I'll have a nice arrangement. 5.99 - %20 =  4.79&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw4U-dV0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sYHAtP7KOxg/s1600-h/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0Pw4U-dV0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/sYHAtP7KOxg/s320/091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423443226778228546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got this print (which is 16x20 and still in plastic) for 1.99 oh I mean 1.60! :) It may go with my others, if I find a frame for it. (you can't really see it but there is a tiny ladybug on one of the leaves!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2rvH-KpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/aKtpIEFkBZs/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2rvH-KpI/AAAAAAAAAIM/aKtpIEFkBZs/s320/094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423449607528917650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of Goodwill is going through the books and getting books to read for smokin prices! I love pretty books, but for 1.99 or less, I will go with a not as beautiful cover. Especially since I just want to read these ones. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2sM9iuoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T6LaYtgWooI/s1600-h/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2sM9iuoI/AAAAAAAAAIU/T6LaYtgWooI/s320/096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423449615538240130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of course, one of those is definitely vintage and I love that my vintage children's book collection is slowly expanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2sR-lVeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/79j0i3bKFEs/s1600-h/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2sR-lVeI/AAAAAAAAAIc/79j0i3bKFEs/s320/099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423449616884782562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that little owl? Goodwill find a few months back. He may be my favorite find of all time. Such a cheeky little owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2sxRpJjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dRDcmk-RVM0/s1600-h/104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0P2sxRpJjI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dRDcmk-RVM0/s320/104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423449625286223410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there you have it. Today's Tuesday Treasures. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-6901964022337273421?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/6901964022337273421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-treasures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/6901964022337273421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/6901964022337273421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2010/01/tuesday-treasures.html' title='Tuesday Treasures'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/S0PuCkOMXyI/AAAAAAAAAG8/EXvS0ANWoZs/s72-c/069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-8406974333353333118</id><published>2009-07-26T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T15:38:25.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My recovery</title><content type='html'>I love this fun, flower chair that I got from Craigslist. What I didn't like was the worn out, red seat that didn't really match. Then I heard about a sale at an online fabric store and well...I ended up with lots of yards of fabric and some paper craft supplies. :) But I recovered the chair in a print that I think matches my room well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363271579816333122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sm4rFgTmj0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/5BN6l46YaU4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363271590545485602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sm4rGIRobyI/AAAAAAAAAGg/0tJd0T0gNhk/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363271592628225106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sm4rGQCMhFI/AAAAAAAAAGo/y816Lg6l960/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363271602009060722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sm4rGy-wtXI/AAAAAAAAAGw/D6CvmXbIuzs/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a quick project, I almost wish I had a whole set to do! I love how it turned out!&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/8076091076421379824-8406974333353333118?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/8406974333353333118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-recovery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8406974333353333118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8406974333353333118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-recovery.html' title='My recovery'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sm4rFgTmj0I/AAAAAAAAAGY/5BN6l46YaU4/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-9016992573630543985</id><published>2009-06-29T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T20:03:26.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Some Free Time</title><content type='html'>Now that the month of Busy is one day away from being over, I find I have a little more free time. And free time is good! Free time means more projects as well as more time for her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352943550526613778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl5zE_baRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/06XggLg1iAQ/s320/zj7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isn't she beautiful! I am in love with my niece. :) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Free time also means that I finally *finished* my room. (I'm sure I'll make adjustments and add some things eventually, but this is what I had!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940216125285762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl2w_YM5YI/AAAAAAAAAFA/PQx3BNrgUmc/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My "library" that makes me happy. The bookcase was mine as a baby, the lamp was $5 at WalMart!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940220400695970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl2xPTieqI/AAAAAAAAAFI/AA5cI6p7Ni8/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is the print up close. :) Isn't it silly? from &lt;a href="http://www.theblackapple.etsy.com/"&gt;The Black Apple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940224625572962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl2xfC0_GI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ieVxovTMO9M/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My teensy bed turned sideways for maximum space. I also think it makes the space seem like a garden library since it's almost like a couch. ;) (All the pillows, shams, and sheets were clearance at some point, mostly from Target)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940232756057074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl2x9VSU_I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jOtBIGB5r3Q/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This cabinet is one of four pieces I got off Craigslist (cabinet, nightstand, desk, file cabinet) for $175!! All in good shape, all IKEA. This friend holds my Real Simple and Better Homes &amp;amp; Gardens magazines and all of my linens are inside the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940237162731554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl2yNv62CI/AAAAAAAAAFg/wutFsiSFzTM/s320/022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another &lt;a href="http://www.theblackapple.etsy.com/"&gt;Black Apple&lt;/a&gt; print, isn't she cute? I want a red piano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940897584570194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl3YqAwX1I/AAAAAAAAAFo/Z8amPN4AomE/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my last &lt;a href="http://www.theblackapple.etsy.com/"&gt;Black Apple &lt;/a&gt;print. I love this one because the girl is so cute and reading (!) to her little friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All 3 of my &lt;a href="http://www.theblackapple.etsy.com/"&gt;Black Apple &lt;/a&gt;prints are in frames from the Dollar Store that I painted with acrylic paints that I bought on clearance from JoAnn awhile back. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940902057882354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl3Y6rRsvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/M_qqvfkFxyE/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my desk. I love having a real desk - there is so much space to write and do projects. I have a keyboard and mouse tray that needs to be installed, then I'll have even more space! (and I got that chair off Craigslist for $20! I need to recover it, but it's so whimsical!)&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940904145851986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl3ZCdFllI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KyLLi0S58rs/s320/032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little spot makes my heart happy every time I see it. I don't know why. :) I made the fleur de lis out of construction paper years ago and backed it with some mint and red toile. The lamp shade is from Goodwill, the ribbon was the packaging from my winter quilt. ;) (of which you can only see a corner, but it's a red bow)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940909790883890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl3ZXe98DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BEOQsyv0EEs/s320/035.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Aren't these fellows fun? They're salt and pepper shakers! They came from a vintage shop &lt;a href="http://www.thrush.etsy.com/"&gt;Thrush &lt;/a&gt;and I just &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; them! I have a small bird theme throughout the room; they remind me of gardens, cottages, and stories. Some of my favorite things!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352940912150073618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl3ZgRcURI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hNG-Jlnpsg0/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My room wouldn't be complete without the primary occupant. My faithful reading and snuggling companion, Banjo. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-9016992573630543985?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/9016992573630543985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoying-some-free-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/9016992573630543985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/9016992573630543985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/06/enjoying-some-free-time.html' title='Enjoying Some Free Time'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Skl5zE_baRI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/06XggLg1iAQ/s72-c/zj7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-4124977517706763060</id><published>2009-05-16T21:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T21:59:33.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Which a Girl Begins an Adventure</title><content type='html'>Now that I am a college graduate (excited!) I have been asked many times, "What are you going to do now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would probably be clearer had I stayed in music education, because then I would say, upon receiving my music education degree, "I will be a music educator." Or if I had received a chemical engineering degree, I would say "I will engineer chemicals." But when your degree encompasses anything under the umbrella of ministry, there is a need for clarification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually say, to those who inquire of my future plans, that I have 6 months left of my internship and from there I'll see if a place has been made for me at The Springs or if God will move me on. But my inside voice says, when asked (because my inside voice is polite and only speaks when spoken to), that my plans are simple: serve God with everything in me for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I'll be geographically in a year. I don't know if I'll have a paying job after January. I don't know very much at all. But I know without a doubt that I will be loving God and loving the world. And I couldn't ask for anything more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sg-XZK-wUkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pkD9IX-HcCQ/s1600-h/DSCN0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336650542157419074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sg-XZK-wUkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pkD9IX-HcCQ/s320/DSCN0423.JPG" border="0" /&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/8076091076421379824-4124977517706763060?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/4124977517706763060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-which-girl-begins-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/4124977517706763060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/4124977517706763060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-which-girl-begins-adventure.html' title='In Which a Girl Begins an Adventure'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sg-XZK-wUkI/AAAAAAAAAE4/pkD9IX-HcCQ/s72-c/DSCN0423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-7418274877237876606</id><published>2009-05-04T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:42:49.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creativity Diverted</title><content type='html'>Confession: I just took a nap while watching "Return of the Jedi." I had to explain that to bring clarity to this next statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog with "delusions of grandeur." (hehe) I expected to be creating and working on paper crafts and sewing projects regularly. But, as is often the case, life began moving faster than I was. I started a new job and began my last semester of college at the same time. And most of my creative juices as well as creative energies have been poured into hundreds of pages of academic writing and multiple graphic design projects for the church. This is not bad, however, because I love what I do and I am very excited for this weekend...because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally graduating from college!! I cannot believe it! It's been 6 years, but 2 majors and 4 colleges later (5 if you count the one class I took at Chandler-Gilbert) I am finally done! And I almost don't know what I will do with myself. I've been a student since I was 5 - which means it's been a huge part of my identity for almost 20 years. What will I be now? What will life be like without papers, assignments, deadlines, semesters, and endless reading? I'm excited, but unsure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust God completely with my life and know that He has called me to serve Him and teenagers. And I know that my identity truly lies within His hands and I am His daughter. So now, I eagerly await this weekend and know that it is just another milestone in what will be an exciting life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And since this is a creative-ish post, I will leave you my most recent projects)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-tutoring @ NorthShore is the tutoring/afterschool program I am starting. It will be small through the summer and then start up officially in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332163615781143410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sf-mjrrlw3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Pkm73CHGIcM/s320/Logo-Final-Nov-081.gif" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-'send us' is the theme for our youth camp this summer. It is focusing on God's call for us to go, and do, and be His love and message to the world. (this is the front of the information flyer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332163936555263650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sf-m2WqGZqI/AAAAAAAAAEw/FjJ3h5y_0Lk/s320/camp-flyer-front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-7418274877237876606?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/7418274877237876606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/05/creativity-diverted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7418274877237876606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/7418274877237876606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/05/creativity-diverted.html' title='Creativity Diverted'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sf-mjrrlw3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Pkm73CHGIcM/s72-c/Logo-Final-Nov-081.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-1383131732238709562</id><published>2009-04-20T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T13:33:59.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>James Joseph Ciardella</title><content type='html'>Losing a loved one is a really weird feeling. Losing my grandpa is the first encounter with real grief and loss that I've experienced. I am so glad that I got to spend time with my family for the funeral and celebrate his life together. I know there will be times when I can't believe he's gone and times when I feel sad. I know that addressing an envelope to my grandma alone will be hard. But, I am so glad he is healthy again and that we got to say goodbye. I went through my photos and found a selection of Nonno with his "little blondie." We are cute.&lt;br /&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;1985&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326869087929986194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezXNmcTbJI/AAAAAAAAADY/Qtw_tMDgEPU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&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;p&gt;My first Christmas, 1985&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326869411555395810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezXgcCnSOI/AAAAAAAAADg/G5QgwVC6XoQ/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My first birthday, 1986&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326869564716285106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezXpWnA_LI/AAAAAAAAADo/P6tKq52H_AI/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Thanksgiving, 1986&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326869662042143810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezXvBLTvEI/AAAAAAAAADw/GY70Kmv8dQk/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Christmas Eve, 1986&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870399800383058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezYZ9ilFlI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ShewU-Lvxw0/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Santa Cruz, CA 1997&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326869844415252754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezX5okciRI/AAAAAAAAAD4/2PI2LLB6eD4/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Flagstaff, 2005 (with the truck he handed down to me)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326869965021609250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezYAp3PfSI/AAAAAAAAAEA/NOY60Eh6wts/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;May, 2008&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870296768098562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezYT9txMQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/czJrXGc_JhU/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;May 2008&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870163204884594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezYMMJ0SHI/AAAAAAAAAEI/r-PKrHqPdKk/s320/DSCN0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is probably my most favorite picture ever. Aren't they gorgeous together? My grandparents have the sweetest, most romantic love story and I got to hear them tell it to me last summer. I've been holding on to it, because I know someday, I'll have my own story to tell.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;October 27, 1945&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326870545783382402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezYidXo4YI/AAAAAAAAAEg/Ph4Ur_ZXbjU/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'll miss you, Nonno. I love you and I thank you for all the memories, lessons, and love you've given me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-1383131732238709562?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/1383131732238709562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/04/james-joseph-ciardella.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1383131732238709562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1383131732238709562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/04/james-joseph-ciardella.html' title='James Joseph Ciardella'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SezXNmcTbJI/AAAAAAAAADY/Qtw_tMDgEPU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-265755216484126241</id><published>2009-03-14T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T15:55:08.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunny Day Dreaming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sbw1PRwMQDI/AAAAAAAAADI/a6ZFN7getiw/s1600-h/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313180196970184754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sbw1PRwMQDI/AAAAAAAAADI/a6ZFN7getiw/s320/157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes I like to live in a semi-fantasy reality. Which means, I have on a flowy white dress and a hat, walking around my backyard with an umbrella, while enjoying the fresh cut daffodils I have and desperately wishing I could ride my red bike, with a basket, downtown for lunch or a fun coffee drink and a good book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The semi-fantasy part: red bike, basket, downtown area. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reality: dress, flowers, sunshine, umbrella, hat, book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness I have a friend like this to share my day with:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313180552435628354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sbw1j99weUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/MktukW29T7Y/s320/168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Banjo. For always being sunshine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-265755216484126241?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/265755216484126241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunny-day-dreaming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/265755216484126241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/265755216484126241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/03/sunny-day-dreaming.html' title='Sunny Day Dreaming'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/Sbw1PRwMQDI/AAAAAAAAADI/a6ZFN7getiw/s72-c/157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-1196244440278630572</id><published>2009-02-09T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:18:50.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Crafty Day</title><content type='html'>This last week found my home turned into an infirmary. 4 out of the 6 people living in my house were home sick. And while I felt bad for my sicky family, losing out on my expected solitude was a break in routine that I didn't totally welcome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to help keep me sane, I worked on a project! I got this pattern from a crafty blog that I like to follow, &lt;a href="http://www.chickpeastudio.typepad.com/"&gt;Chickpea Sewing Studio&lt;/a&gt;. It was very easy, and would have been a breeze if I had remembered the right way to thread the sewing machine...oh dear. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my pocket bag (with some poor stitches, because I said "whatever" to perfection)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300862443066782226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SZByToo0chI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vfppk6GTahI/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it turned out to be a great bag for my wireless card, so I won't lose it in my enormous "What needs to go to church with me" bag. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300863469593236706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SZBzPYvzFOI/AAAAAAAAADA/jASwUE7OwE0/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love crafty days!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-1196244440278630572?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/1196244440278630572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-crafty-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1196244440278630572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1196244440278630572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-crafty-day.html' title='Another Crafty Day'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SZByToo0chI/AAAAAAAAAC4/vfppk6GTahI/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-8257985808789635566</id><published>2009-02-05T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T20:08:31.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I really should be doing something else</title><content type='html'>I feel like my brain may explode. I was doing really well with the whole transition &lt;em&gt;back&lt;/em&gt; into a job and then I got the graduation is in 3 months wake up call. Oh mercy - I need to release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to give a speech tomorrow about a song I like. I chose, of course, "Across the Universe." I don't know if there is a better Beatles song. If they were Christians, their music would change the world. Well, they may have never had an outlet, but you know what I mean. Right? My speech needs to have three main points. Let's try them out here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Beginning guitar lick :: before I ever had my own guitar, it was the first thing I said "I want to be able to play &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt;!" Gorgeous! The little bit of slide, the picking reminiscent of a calliope, and the deep timbre of the F#m right before the first line of lyrics - magic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Imagery :: after a long, "rightbraining" day, I think the phrase "Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letterbox" fits perfectly. And while clearly not Christian, I think Christ's love can be described as "Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns." The poetic nature of this song excites my mind to paint with words like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Ostinato :: while the guitar is a lyrical introduction and the words are flowing, the main accompaniment to this piece is rhythmical and stable. I can see how the words "Jai guru deva" (which translate into praise for god (small g)) work alongside as an encouragement into meditation. While most meditation is not directed towards God (big G) I have found that consistent rhythm and praise toward Him break through my minds distractions and get back to where I need to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where I need to be is writing my speech, 2 papers, a few Q&amp;amp;A papers, graphic design madness, and probably more. Nothing's gonna change my world. (but in a good way, because God is in control!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-8257985808789635566?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/8257985808789635566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-really-should-be-doing-something-else.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8257985808789635566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/8257985808789635566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-really-should-be-doing-something-else.html' title='I really should be doing something else'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-2695375595540837997</id><published>2009-01-16T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T09:10:58.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading</title><content type='html'>I think the #1 thing on my list is reading. My first memories of reading are bittersweet. I remember being so excited to start kindergarten because in kindergarten, you learn to read. I went to my first day wit high hopes; met my teacher, played on the playground with the boy next door, and came home crying. I hadn't learned to read yet. And from then on, I've been hooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma visited in August and brought with her a box of books. Many of them are written by Jane Kirkpatrick - an Oregon resident and author of mainly Northwest Historical Fiction. I just finished the second to last book in the box and may have to resort to re-reading favorites, which is my tendency when there are no new books. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jane's books include the beautiful stories and scenery of the Northwest (as well as a few other US locations, including Florida and the entire length of the Oregon Trail) but what I have found most inspiring is her inclusion of salvation stories and relationships with Christ and the characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished &lt;em&gt;Mystic Sweet Communion&lt;/em&gt; last night and came across this passage which convicted, inspired, and encouraged me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I guess my greatest prayer is to be faithful to the path I think God set me on, Pink, to take care of things, right wrongs. That I wouldn't let fear or my own willfulness get in His way. That's what I hope. It's a good question you've asked. A very good question, indeed."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This sentiment is a perfect description of how I feel about ministry. I feel God has set me on this path and that there are tasks and relationships and wrongs that I can affect. But, like the imperfect human that I am, I sometimes let "fear or my own willfulness" get in the way of God's plan for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been mulling this thought over in my mind since late last night and it's helped me reignite some passion that I've lost amid administration and data entry (which are important and enjoyable for me). But my heart and soul come alive when I think about righting wrongs for students. When I think about showing them how to succeed in school and the surge of confidence when a topic is finally grasped. And behind all of that is the hope and expectation that God will touch their lives and show Himself to them as a Father, Friend, Savior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291940031770518882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SXC_a8ZZ5WI/AAAAAAAAACI/VTDEijIvqmo/s320/Mystic200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-2695375595540837997?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/2695375595540837997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2695375595540837997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2695375595540837997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/01/reading.html' title='Reading'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SXC_a8ZZ5WI/AAAAAAAAACI/VTDEijIvqmo/s72-c/Mystic200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-1667298627976740837</id><published>2009-01-05T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:01:24.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Are Margins?</title><content type='html'>There is a valuable member of the pastoral team at my church who teaches on "margins". Not only does she do a great job teaching on this idea, but she makes it very applicable to the lives of ladies. So, let me explain what margins are and why this blog is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have busy lives. And, especially women, we find ourselves losing who we are amidst the schedules. Pastor Jill uses the word margins because it is a positive way of looking at boundaries. In printing, a margin gives order and space to text. Imagine reading a book with no margins! It would stress me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the margins of our lives is where character is developed, where we know God, where we breathe. It is the in the margins that we are filled up so we can continue to pour out in our busy, busy lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her teaching, Jill encourages us to list out the things that drain us and the things that fill us. Some of the things that drain can be eliminated, but many of them cannot. And often, at least for me, I find that I don't do the things that fill me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is a place where I can collect the things that fill me up and serve as technological accountability (oh yeah, I just said that) to continue to do them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for 2009:&lt;br /&gt;God, please take my offering of this year. This year I want to serve you with every fiber of my being. I know it will cost a lot and that there will be times that I don't want to. But I ask that in your faithful, gentle way you would remind me of this promise. I commit my heart to finding and knowing you within my margins so that I can pour out on your children the truth, peace, love, and joy having a relationship with you brings. With all my heart. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-1667298627976740837?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/1667298627976740837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-are-margins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1667298627976740837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1667298627976740837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-are-margins.html' title='What Are Margins?'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-1719302365291905604</id><published>2008-12-30T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:46:20.415-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Why I love my sister-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She got me this for Christmas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285730782723853554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SVqwJFKaTPI/AAAAAAAAABo/FMj2ZZTlccQ/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a ribbon and craft accessories center!!! And I LOVE it! Not only is it super cute, but it's also a helpful solution to my ever-expanding hobby in a 10x10 ish room. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is next to my desk (I may put it up on the wall, but for now, it's sitting on a little bookshelf.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285732265947933250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SVqxfamlqkI/AAAAAAAAABw/tmg1n1Fl_3E/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;-Why I love dogs-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;They look so cute when they curl up on the pillows of a &lt;em&gt;freshly made&lt;/em&gt; human bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285732740108541714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SVqx7A_SXxI/AAAAAAAAAB4/TO2eJoqOahc/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;And when they curl up in the newly stripped sheets. What a good boy. Sleep in the dirty sheets, not the clean ones!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285733265721803266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SVqyZnDQQgI/AAAAAAAAACA/njwG6DFdmwg/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-1719302365291905604?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/1719302365291905604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-i-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1719302365291905604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/1719302365291905604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-i-love.html' title='Why I Love'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SVqwJFKaTPI/AAAAAAAAABo/FMj2ZZTlccQ/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-3221479033104468140</id><published>2008-12-15T17:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T09:56:51.663-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafts'/><title type='text'>Crafty Christmas</title><content type='html'>I've developed a new crafty streak (it's in my blood, I think) and have found that doing crafts really fills up my tank. So, I've been exploring all kinds of crafts and crafty things I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got a sewing machine this year and am teaching myself how to use it. ;) So, I decided that my Christmas presents to my neighborhood friends would be as close to handmade as possible. So without any delay...here are my creations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are kitchen towels that I appliqued (using my sewing machine, which was faster, but very difficult to control!). Each couple will recieve a set of two (they are paired accordingly in the photo).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280194758575452002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUcFKEHE72I/AAAAAAAAABA/LL1N7v8sks0/s320/002+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This next item is a desk calendar that I purchased from littlebrownpen on Etsy. It is super cute and I love it! (visit Etsy.com for many handmade wonders!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280195522650784210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUcF2ig1QdI/AAAAAAAAABI/C6D5aMtdkcU/s320/010+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found directions for this paper snowflake from Wikihow, and it turned out really festive. I'll use them as decorations on the wrapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280197476420549266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUcHoQ31-pI/AAAAAAAAABQ/EbOHeyRM3iQ/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And here are some photos of the final creations. The gift tags also came from littlebrownpen on Etsy. And the ribbon and tissue paper was on sale!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281560036439239650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUve3sfcK-I/AAAAAAAAABY/ZuBL-j44QfI/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(do you see little Banjo at the door? so cute!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281560427156287778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUvfOcBpMSI/AAAAAAAAABg/tG8QBjk_zNs/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(do you also see the Snowflake scheme??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, there you have it. I'll be delivering these gifts today since we'll be leaving tomorrow for California. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8076091076421379824-3221479033104468140?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/3221479033104468140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2008/12/crafty-christmas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/3221479033104468140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/3221479033104468140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2008/12/crafty-christmas.html' title='Crafty Christmas'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUcFKEHE72I/AAAAAAAAABA/LL1N7v8sks0/s72-c/002+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8076091076421379824.post-2270134259240486444</id><published>2008-12-11T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T13:40:02.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I love people. I really do. God has called me to love and serve people for the rest of my life. I spend hours every week working with people. (even more this next year!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I'll be honest. People &lt;em&gt;drain&lt;/em&gt; me. It seems almost ironic that God asks us to reach the World and give of our time and hearts to share the Good News of Jesus with &lt;em&gt;people&lt;/em&gt; but then made me to be totally wiped out by &lt;em&gt;people.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The top of my list of things that refill my spiritual tank, that give me the energy and strength to keep going, is &lt;strong&gt;solitude&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Ah, just thinking about it makes me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Give me a book, a cup of a hot beverage, and maybe a little sunshine :) and I am good. I don't need to talk outloud, I don't need music on, any other noises, just me, God, and my ever moving brain. So, today, during my solitude, I sat in front of the heater with a book, in my PJs for about 3 hours and then made biscuits that were gross. Oh well, at least I tried, right? And I just enjoyed the fact that this is how God made me, that I'm the most like "me" when it's just me and Him enjoying a nice day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now that I'm refueled, I'm going to enjoy some fellowship with my favorite 2 people: Janae and baby (whom I love, even though we won't get to meet him/her for a few more months!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sad biscuits!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278649998921747634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGINN9YzLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3pjd-yCwYa4/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&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/8076091076421379824-2270134259240486444?l=mymargins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/feeds/2270134259240486444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2008/12/solitude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2270134259240486444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8076091076421379824/posts/default/2270134259240486444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mymargins.blogspot.com/2008/12/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>Caryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGElE8SnaI/AAAAAAAAAAg/1HUbo3uolPk/S220/C.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_TS0PKbpxGmg/SUGINN9YzLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3pjd-yCwYa4/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
