<?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-1594773205160610818</id><updated>2011-09-06T23:09:48.754-05:00</updated><category term='Baptism'/><category term='Singing'/><category term='Franklin'/><category term='Nashville'/><category term='Mormon Tabernacle Choir'/><category term='compuer'/><category term='cheap'/><category term='eBay'/><category term='Apple'/><category term='Jewelry'/><category term='ADD'/><category term='Present'/><category term='savings'/><category term='sales'/><category term='Mac'/><category term='Osaka'/><category term='Tiffany&apos;s'/><category term='Canada'/><category term='About Me'/><category term='History'/><category 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term='Alberta'/><category term='Good Weather'/><category term='Gardening'/><category term='Blogging'/><category term='New Car'/><category term='Apartment'/><category term='LDS'/><category term='Dad in Canada'/><category term='Cousins'/><category term='Health Care'/><category term='Cleaning'/><category term='Mazda3'/><category term='Providence'/><category term='Driving'/><category term='Black Friday'/><category term='Cocoa'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='YouTube Video'/><category term='Favorite TV Shows'/><category term='Voice Lessons'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Books'/><title type='text'>Life By Lindsey Rae</title><subtitle type='html'>(It's a blog pretty much about what it sounds like it's about.)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6082212624499850935</id><published>2009-12-04T02:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T02:52:12.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A little bit here...</title><content type='html'>I am planning on starting to blog again...and working on a new template...and in the process I just deleted my old layout. But, since it's nearly 3 AM, I think this blogging break will have to continue just a little bit longer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6082212624499850935?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6082212624499850935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6082212624499850935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6082212624499850935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6082212624499850935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-bit-here.html' title='A little bit here...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2552182203784393337</id><published>2009-04-26T21:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:11:13.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>This would be great....</title><content type='html'>I wish this would happen to me. But, I don't have a cat or dog door, so it's probably not likely. Still, I wish something like this would happen at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="322"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" VALUE="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="id=12890014&amp;vid=4832100&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/video00/4832100_rndb7a6bffa_19.jpg&amp;embed=1&amp;ap=10513021" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://d.yimg.com/static.video.yahoo.com/yep/YV_YEP.swf?ver=2.2.40" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="512" height="322" allowFullScreen="true" AllowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashVars="id=12890014&amp;vid=4832100&amp;lang=en-us&amp;intl=us&amp;thumbUrl=http%3A//l.yimg.com/a/i/us/sch/cn/video00/4832100_rndb7a6bffa_19.jpg&amp;embed=1&amp;ap=10513021" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/4832100/12890014"&gt;Look Who&amp;#39;s Coming To Play&lt;/a&gt; @ &lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com" &gt;Yahoo! Video&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/1594773205160610818-2552182203784393337?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2552182203784393337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2552182203784393337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2552182203784393337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2552182203784393337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-would-be-great.html' title='This would be great....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1880421429631952710</id><published>2009-04-14T15:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:04:44.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Weather'/><title type='text'>Hi, Again...</title><content type='html'>Hello, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize it's been awhile since I posted anything. I can't figure out why that is exactly, except that I've just been keeping busy with a lot of more of the same things everyday. &lt;br /&gt;I've been spending a lot of time working outside. Pretty much any day we have when it;s not pouring down rain I try to get out there and work. And, usually for 6 hours or more at a time, so if often occupies much of the day. There is lots to do around here, as the yard is so new and has being started from nothing for a lot of it. &lt;br /&gt;I planted quite a few seeds indoors at the beginning to middle of March and they are doing well. I've brought them outside now and just trying to get all the places I need to plant them finished up! (I'm soooo slooowww at these things!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did take some pictures, but, I can't figure out where I put my camera at the moment. So, until then, I cannot provide any evidence that I actually have been doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, tornado season is now upon us and for those somewhat further away who may have heard about the recent storms we had in Tennessee, just want to let you know that we are all good here at our house and did not have any damage. Our county mostly just had a lot of heavy rain and some strong winds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It did occur to me, however, that a strong winds in Tennessee is like an everyday breeze in Southern Albera. But, we are just not built for that here!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people in Murfreesoboro were not so fortunate as us to escape the worst of the storms and much of that area was hit quite badly with two deaths. Having lived in Murfreesboro for a couple of years, several years ago, I am familiar with many of the areas that got hit. I'm fairly certain the home of the lady I stayed with there is OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wsmv.com/video/19170500/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a video from one of the local stations for any of my far away friends and family who might want to see what it's like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to figure out where I put that camera at so I can get some pictures off of it and post again soon...Time to get back outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1880421429631952710?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1880421429631952710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1880421429631952710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1880421429631952710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1880421429631952710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-again.html' title='Hi, Again...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2952704041380954824</id><published>2009-03-18T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T02:46:13.117-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='compuer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><title type='text'>A pretty small, big difference.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/Scc9ZZDZjpI/AAAAAAAAA0o/aRr7nwOTwrM/s1600-h/imac.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 244px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/Scc9ZZDZjpI/AAAAAAAAA0o/aRr7nwOTwrM/s400/imac.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316285391565328018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got the new 24" iMac this past weekend. &lt;br /&gt;My "old" computer (I use "old" lightly, because I'd only had that one since October) was the 20" iMac and of course, it was perfectly fine and great. But, J suggested that when these new iMac's came out recently, I might upgrade to that since he had already talked to someone who was interested in the 20" we had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now realize that just four small inches can make quite a big difference. &lt;br /&gt;Everyday, when I get up I turn on my computer and open the blinds in my office so I can see how things are out in the world. Throughout the day when I'm at my desk, I am able to watch out the window; see what's going on down the street, what the weather is like, see when the mail comes, if any bunnies run into the flower bed.&lt;br /&gt;But, my monitor is so big now, I can hardly see out the window any more! haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining, though. Don't mistake me there. The new computer is pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And, the one benefit to not being about to see out the window is that people can't see me either....You know, when someone comes to the door to sell you something, it's easier to pretend you're not home if they can't see you as they walk up to the house. I'm always hiding behind the monitor. But now, it will be even easier. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2952704041380954824?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2952704041380954824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2952704041380954824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2952704041380954824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2952704041380954824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-just-got-new-24-imac-this-past.html' title='A pretty small, big difference.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/Scc9ZZDZjpI/AAAAAAAAA0o/aRr7nwOTwrM/s72-c/imac.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8110866143087559628</id><published>2009-03-10T15:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:56:08.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stonework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Springtime</title><content type='html'>I went to the Nashville Lawn and Garden Show this weekend. It was fun! I got to check out lots of different things that interest me for my home and yard. Lots of beautiful plants and hard scape. Everything from seeds to stone to baby ducks. (I always like baby ducks....I've read that ducks are good for keeping down weeds in the backyard....would the HOA allow it???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been sooo nice out the past few days. We got up to 80 degrees yesterday and today. I need to make this quick so I can get back outside and work on my flowerbed. Tomorrow it's gonna get a bit colder again and rain. But, I think from here on out spring has arrived. &lt;br /&gt;I just feel so much better when it's like this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8110866143087559628?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8110866143087559628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8110866143087559628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8110866143087559628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8110866143087559628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/03/springtime.html' title='Springtime'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8002127077050948634</id><published>2009-02-28T00:22:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T01:15:23.897-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='savings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coupons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>A Non-Cooking, Crazy Couponer.</title><content type='html'>I think cooking is a huge waste of time. I guess it's partially because I don't care about food as much as the average person and partially because being an artistic person if I'm going to create something, I like to be able to see it and enjoy after. With food, particularily &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;cooking&lt;/span&gt; food, it's like you spend all that time making it and then it's just gone!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I don't understand why everyone has such a problem with the fact that I don't have any desire to cook. I mean, if everyone was good at cooking, that would kind of steal the thunder of the people who actually do have that talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my kind of cooking is &lt;a href="http://www.pillsbury.com/Recipes/ShowRecipe.aspx?rid=15465"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; "recipe" for Chicken and Dumplings from the Pillsbury website. I happen to have a lot of Pillsbury products right now, because at Publix there was some good sales on the stuff recently. Then with using coupons and taking advantage of rebates, there was the opportunity to make $6.50 to bring ten cans of biscuits home. &lt;br /&gt;So, I went to their website to find a way to use some of these and found that by dropping pieces of frozen biscuits into a can of soup, you can make quite tasty dumplings. &lt;br /&gt;I have a memory that once my grandma made dumplings for me when I was about four years old and I enjoyed it very much, for some reason. I asked many times for dumplings after that, but never really got them. I guess it was not popular with any one else in my house. Now I can make them myself by just thawing out a biscuit! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of savings and coupons: maybe I don't write as much on here because I spend too much time looking for the deals. No, just kidding. Seriously though, since I started using coupons (like a crazy person) in the past few months, I cannot believe the amount of money I have saved. I get many of the groceries I buy for pennies or free or even make money on them. If I would have known how it all worked and how much I could save before, I would have been clipping coupons long ago. I hate to think of how much money we could have saved if I would have known all the things I know now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like tonight, when we were having dinner I pointed out that almost everything we had was free or nearly free. Pasta was about $0.20 or $0.30. Biscuits were free (money maker). We had those Green Giant steamer vegetables that are normally about $2.99 and I got for $0.09. The butter was free. The tin foil was free. The Pam we used on the tin foil was free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always tastes better when it's free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8002127077050948634?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8002127077050948634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8002127077050948634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8002127077050948634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8002127077050948634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/02/non-cooking-crazy-couponer.html' title='A Non-Cooking, Crazy Couponer.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7084336186623444899</id><published>2009-02-17T15:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:07:48.444-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Art + History</title><content type='html'>This past weekend, I was excited to be able to be able to take advantage of the opprotunity to enjoy two of my favorite things all at once: art and history. &lt;br /&gt;Fun, fun fun. And, not only any art and history, but European Medieval art and history, mostly based around its relationship to Christianity in that time period. Now, what could be more interesting than that? :)&lt;br /&gt;The Frist Center for the Visual Arts here in Nashville is hosting an exhibition of &lt;a href="http://fristcenter.org/site/calendar/eventdetail.aspx?cid=683"&gt;Medieval Treasures from the Cleveland Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt; from February 13th to June 7th. I went on the 13th because there was a lecture I wanted to attend that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the pieces that had on exhibit that I found particularly interesting was a prayer book or book of hours that belonged to Isabella the Catholic, Queen of Spain.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/sisterwendy/works/images/cle_hou_large_02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/sisterwendy/works/images/cle_hou_large_02.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(She was the sponser of Christopher Columbus's exploration of the New World.) A book of hours was a personal and portable book for devotion and prayer and recitation of psalms.&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a book about Juana la Loca, who was the daughter of Isabella, during this time, so it made it particularly appealing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a floor mosaic from the Roman Empire that I recognized from seeing before in one of the books I read on mosaic art. So, that was kind of fun to then see it in "real life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yep, if you are in the area, it is definitely recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7084336186623444899?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7084336186623444899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7084336186623444899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7084336186623444899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7084336186623444899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/02/art-history.html' title='Art + History'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-3786867258162114607</id><published>2009-02-05T08:47:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T08:47:00.684-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugs'/><title type='text'>I Hope I  Can Finally Stop Thinking About Rocking Chairs.</title><content type='html'>I bought my husband rocking chairs for Christmas. And, it was kind of a big deal for me because I spent many, many....many hours researching many, many rocking chairs before I bought them. Kind of like before I bought curtains. I thought about curtains a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I have a very difficult time making decisions and as a result I often spend many hours researching things. Going to lots of stores, looking at a ton of websites...reading a lot of books (although I did not read any books about rocking chairs...a lot of things I get books from the library about). It is not easy to not be able to make a decision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to get what my husband wanted, which were extra wide chairs, but, I also wanted to make sure that they were somewhat modern looking and I really wanted black. Partially because I like black and it would look good with the house and partially because the neighbors across the street have white ones.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, though, all I could find in the proper size at a price that suited my cheapness (and I wanted to use my "own" money, 'cause it's more fun to buy someone a present when you don't have to ask them for money to buy it) were white ones. &lt;br /&gt;I had decent expectations, since the reviews others had given these particular chairs were good, but, when they arrived on Christmas eve they were damaged! I was so upset about it! I really wanted to get a good present for J, because he always gets me such nice things. I suppose it is the thought that counts, but when you spend so long trying to find something and then it comes damaged on Christmas Eve...there is not much hope in replacing it in a timely manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my husband liked the ones I got, but as they were damaged, we had to return them and decided to get something different. We recently found these at Sam's Club and thought we might try them. They are fairly wide (which was a requirement) and J thinks they are comfortable. They were twice what I paid for the others, so he sort of did have to buy his own present after all, but what can you do when you sit at home and &lt;a href="http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-i-mentioned-previously-i-was.html"&gt;build rock walls&lt;/a&gt; all day? (No, just kidding...I do other things to...sometimes...really. I also spend hours and hours trying to make small decisions. hahaha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SYrqHmUjgnI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/FRcub-WZVpM/s1600-h/DSC05391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SYrqHmUjgnI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/FRcub-WZVpM/s400/DSC05391.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299305327821554290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, these are not black. They are teak, which I think is probably the best for outdoors and will last a long time. But, I don't know if I like the color of the wood. I thought about painting or staining it a black, but, I don't know if you &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;should &lt;/span&gt; stain teak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I can sit outside and watch the &lt;a href="http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/once-in-lifetime-event.html"&gt;little lizards&lt;/a&gt; run by. It is actually a good spot, I think. I sat out there the other day when it was only about 35 degrees and read my mail and when the sun is out that location gets fairly warm.(To tell the truth, I think once it's summer I'll probably be scared to sit out there half of the time, because I'm too afraid of the bugs!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to get a hummingbird feeder and put it somewhere near this area. I have "my room" (my office/art space/mess) where that big window is, so I think it would be nice if I could look out the window and maybe see some hummingbirds...and bunnies. I only had one bunny in the flowerbed last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-3786867258162114607?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/3786867258162114607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=3786867258162114607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3786867258162114607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3786867258162114607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope-i-can-finally-stop-thinking.html' title='I Hope I  Can Finally Stop Thinking About Rocking Chairs.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SYrqHmUjgnI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/FRcub-WZVpM/s72-c/DSC05391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-481351123043837134</id><published>2009-02-03T17:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T18:02:32.424-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canadians'/><title type='text'>Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SYja-5WkytI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7F9pzhgnS-c/s1600-h/leading+the+world.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SYja-5WkytI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7F9pzhgnS-c/s400/leading+the+world.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298725735683640018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-481351123043837134?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/481351123043837134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=481351123043837134' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/481351123043837134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/481351123043837134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/02/success.html' title='Success'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SYja-5WkytI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/7F9pzhgnS-c/s72-c/leading+the+world.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2353930456287630895</id><published>2009-02-01T00:35:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T05:48:23.065-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugs'/><title type='text'>For the sake of posting something....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mycoolsigns.net/flickr" &gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mycoolsigns.net/img/flickr/sd28chappy_-february.jpg" alt="happy_-february"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I feel happy that it's February because that means the dang cold weather will be over that much sooner. Winter is just so depressing. &lt;br /&gt;I hate being cold. The only thing good about it is that there are less bugs.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, when I really think about it, I'm not sure which is the worse of the two evils: cold or bugs. &lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go with bugs though.&lt;br /&gt;Really, that's actually a pretty easy winner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2353930456287630895?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2353930456287630895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2353930456287630895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2353930456287630895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2353930456287630895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-sake-of-posting-something.html' title='For the sake of posting something....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8314247369050331014</id><published>2009-01-24T15:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:00:37.653-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canadians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Americans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Immigration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>How To Be A Canadian (living in the USA).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SXude6hrrhI/AAAAAAAAAzo/062vLtJPkIA/s1600-h/2flags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 50px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SXude6hrrhI/AAAAAAAAAzo/062vLtJPkIA/s400/2flags.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294998941336317458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;February 1st is my two year anniversary of when I became a permanent resident in the US. For anyone who has never been through the immigration process, let me tell you: it is not the most simple of things you can do. There is a lot of paperwork. A lot of fees. When I filed, I had to fill out 7 different forms, get a medical exam from the worst doctor on the planet who had the WORST, incapable nurses in the universe. (I'm surprised I didn't get a disease from the TB test they &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;attempted&lt;/span&gt; to give me)and get full biometric information done. (Fingerprints, mug shot...enough to make you feel like a criminal). And pay nearly about $935 to file and make several trips to Memphis to the immigration office to get assistance and interviewed. &lt;br /&gt;It's a difficult process, because there are a lot of little things they don't tell you that are very important. For example, with the fees, in that total $935 there are actually six smaller fees for each specific forms. But, if you were to write a check for the whole thing, your application would not get processed. You have to write seperate checks for each fee. But, nobody ever tells you that. So, these little things can mess a person up. Fortunately, everything went smoothly for me, and I think it took only about 8 months to process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The craziest thing is that a few months after I filed, a lot of the fees nearly tripled and now it costs nearly $2090 to file!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since it was coming upon my two year anniversary, I had to remember that sometime within 90 days prior to this date, I had to file another form to extend my residency. Basically, this is to remove the conditions on my permanent residency: they want to make sure you didn't get married to an American just to get a green card. So, we had to gather a LOT of evidence to prove this. Since I am a Canadian citizen, it's probably not such a big deal for me as it would be for some coming from other countries that they might have more reason to question their motives, but it's not worth it to take the risk and get denied. So, we gathered nearly everything they suggested. This includes anything showing joint assets, any insurance policies you have together...and a lot of copies of various statements throughout the time you are married to show consistency, pictures of you together through the time period, evidence you are living in the same household, copies of wills, affidavits from people who know you saying they know that you have a good marriage, joint tax returns, etc, etc, etc. I had been gathering evidence for the past few months, but the day before we mailed it, I ended up staying up ALL night compiling it into chronological order and highlighting and labeling and writing explanations for everything. It's a big job, but immigration is really not something to mess around with...you want to do it right the first time or it can get complicated really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This form...one form....cost $545 to file! That's a lot of money for one form! Good thing my husband loves me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my letter back from them acknowledging that they received our payment and that my residency has been extended for one year. I have to wait for them to send me another letter telling me when I will go for more biometrics (more fingerprints and another mugshot) and then after that, they will continue to process things and then I am eligible for my 10-year residency. Meaning, I won't have to worry about anymore immigration stuff for another 10 years, unless I apply for naturalization, which I can do after February 2010. I'm not positive if I will do that yet. I think I may, just because I can still retain my Canadian citizenship. I figure if I can be a duo citizen that will pretty much just give me the best of both worlds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard some people say they don't want to get American citizenship because when you do, you have to swear allegiance only to the US, so it makes it seem like you are giving up allegiance to Canada. But, you don't ever have to give up your Canadian citizenship. So, I'm not exactly sure how that works. I will have to investigate it further. Once the conditions on your permanent residency are lifted (or you get your 10 year extension) you pretty much have the same privileges as if you were American...only you don't get to vote and you always are supposed to carry around your Alien Residency Card (green card) wherever you go. Not such a big deal. Just like carrying your license, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I get my new green card, I have to carry around a letter with my old green card saying my status adjustment is in process. This is a bit more inconvienent. Only because my wallet is a bit full. Which is ok, if it's full with cash...but mine happens to be mostly receipts and coupons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8314247369050331014?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8314247369050331014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8314247369050331014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8314247369050331014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8314247369050331014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to-be-canadian-living-in-usa.html' title='How To Be A Canadian (living in the USA).'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SXude6hrrhI/AAAAAAAAAzo/062vLtJPkIA/s72-c/2flags.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4128817486478277382</id><published>2009-01-16T00:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T00:51:29.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Un-Canadian</title><content type='html'>It's really, really cold today. And, it's gonna be really, really cold tomorrow. Tonight's low is supposed to be 0 degrees and that's the coldest it's been in 6 years. I guess that's why I don't remember it ever being this cold before. They've had a severe weather warning out for the past few days. (Although it seems like in Tennessee there is always a severe weather warning for something). I guess 0 degrees is really only about -18 Celsius. Having lived many years where we got down to -30 or below on a regular basis, -18 shouldn't seem so bad. Maybe it's the humidity making it so cold. Either that or I am loosing my Canadianess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4128817486478277382?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4128817486478277382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4128817486478277382' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4128817486478277382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4128817486478277382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-un-canadian.html' title='Very Un-Canadian'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1113419471020800222</id><published>2009-01-06T23:33:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T00:40:23.074-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little Rose That Could</title><content type='html'>This past October, I took some plant cuttings for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very much wanted to try to propagate some new plants and did a lot of research and reading about it before I started. I just wanted one to grow! Even just one I would have been happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with 27. Yesterday I was fixing to compost the last three of them that seemed to have not made it. These three had dropped their leaves so they didn't have much to keep them going. I threw out two of them and then was about to get rid of the last when I noticed that it had suddenly started to grow again! Can you see the little leaves starting to come out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SWRNDCCgTvI/AAAAAAAAAzU/nHAWWqi5Tbo/s1600-h/DSC05314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SWRNDCCgTvI/AAAAAAAAAzU/nHAWWqi5Tbo/s400/DSC05314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288436576922128114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so surprised to see it and thought it was pretty neat that this little stick would stay alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it seems that out of those 27 I started, a total nine seem to have made it. I'm very happy with that result. Now, I just need to keep them alive and hope they will be able to survive after they are eventually transplanted outside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1113419471020800222?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1113419471020800222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1113419471020800222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1113419471020800222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1113419471020800222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-rose-that-could.html' title='The Little Rose That Could'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SWRNDCCgTvI/AAAAAAAAAzU/nHAWWqi5Tbo/s72-c/DSC05314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5854411853258080699</id><published>2009-01-03T02:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T03:22:48.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>First post of the new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say really. Just the usual going on around here. J has had a few days off for New Year's, which is nice. I get my days really mixed up when he is off, because I think it's the weekend when it's not. We had almost forgot about preparing our lessons for church because time just seems different when schedules aren't the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church starts at 1:00 PM tomorrow for the rest of the year! Thank goodness! That early morning stuff is just not the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I am going to start keeping track of all my savings from my new found couponing skills. I need to find figure out or find the best method for in a spread sheet. I know, I really hate shopping, but I love getting good deals.(Especially the free stuff). And I'm getting good at it!&lt;br /&gt;I might blog it on a separate page. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not as good at it as some at it, but I think you'd still be amazed at what a coupon can do when used correctly. Yesterday I got around $182 worth of stuff and paid about $5 after my savings. I think I could have got it down even a couple dollars more, but I forgot to used 2 coupons I had. That's always disappointing. (It's hard to keep it all straight sometimes). But, if I get enough good deals anyway, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; let it go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5854411853258080699?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5854411853258080699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5854411853258080699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5854411853258080699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5854411853258080699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-94647988648631444</id><published>2008-12-27T23:25:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:07:54.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, Two days ago.</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone had a good Christmas. We did. It was pretty uneventful, however, as it was just the two of us at home all day. When you don't have any one else around, that's kind of how it goes; much like a normal day, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;Christmas is a bit disappointing to me now that I am older, because, I feel like the commercialism of it is so terrible and discouraging. I almost wish we could just do it a different day and not have to participate with the rest of the world with all the ridiculousness that goes on. If we could keep it about what it is supposed to be about, that would be much more enjoyable. It almost feels like just another obligation when all you see is media saying we need to buy and buy and buy. This year, I thought it may have been extra bad, because on one hand I would hear the ads proclaiming all the things we "need" to buy and on the next, I kept hearing these stories on the news about people not being able to afford gifts because of the economy and then even that they were not able to get as much credit to buy gifts because of the economy! Crazy! I don't want to hear about it anymore. It would be much more enjoyable to turn on the TV and hear a story about Christmas and Jesus and not just Christmas and spending money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, speaking of presents and all that, I did get some good stuff. haha. I was excited. One thing I got (and just tried out today) was this compost tumbler. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/412Xqfnua6L._SL500_AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/412Xqfnua6L._SL500_AA280_.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It has the ability, when used properly, to make compost in 14 days. That's not going to happen in this current climate, but, in the summer, it will be fun to get some compost for my yard. I like the idea of being able to reuse things (because I'm cheap). Plus, I've been doing lots of reading on composting recently and so I am ambitious about it. It would be exciting to get some benefits from it. I really enjoy watching the plants grow and it will be great to give them a little extra something so they can do better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to try a small vegetable garden this year, so this will come in handy for that. Although, at this point, I don't have any idea where we would...or could...possibly put it. It may have to be more of a container garden for this first year, until we get the whole backyard completely figured out. The soil is so terrible and nothing but clay and gravel (and even some boulder sized rocks hiding under the first inch or so of dirt); I'll have to at least make a raised bed somewhere. I do have the one I've been working on recently, but I originally planned on making it a flower bed. So, I'm not sure. Anyway, whatever gets planted will now have compost to help it out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-94647988648631444?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/94647988648631444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=94647988648631444' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/94647988648631444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/94647988648631444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-two-days-ago.html' title='Merry Christmas, Two days ago.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6673944963774757093</id><published>2008-12-18T22:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:06:57.139-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewelry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><title type='text'>Still Alive.</title><content type='html'>Due to recent medical emergency in our household I have not had too much of a chance to post anything for awhile. I have been pretty busy lately with extra things. But, we are here and still alive and relatively well, all things considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I have recovered my missing diamond earing, which I thought I lost forever at the hospital. Not as important as just being here and alive, but, still good since it is always better to have two earings instead of one. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6673944963774757093?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6673944963774757093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6673944963774757093' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6673944963774757093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6673944963774757093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/12/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-9138798558901804830</id><published>2008-12-01T23:26:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:10:12.266-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving and Too Much Shopping</title><content type='html'>For Thanksgiving, Jerrod got me Cracker Barrel, which was pretty nice, because it's my favorite! hehe. Really. We brought it home, which was even better, because we didn't have to deal with all the people and could just hang out together and wear pajamas for dinner...or at least I could, since I didn't even have to go pick it up! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend is over and I made out like a bandit with the sales. Nothing big and great; I mostly went to the drugstores and grocery stores and got a lot of free items with the sales. Actually, I profited on a lot of the things I bought, after I used coupons....In total, probably around $50-60. I mostly got a lot of hair and cosmetic products, soap, lotion, razors, chocolate bars, toothpaste, nail polish, cake mixes...those sorts of random things. I think in total, I got over $300.00 worth of free items and then got back nearly $130.00 in store reward dollars that are kind of like store coupons that can be used to buy any merchandise within the store....but expire...the unfortunate part. (The goal is to then take the store dollars and roll them into something else...by purchasing another item that will give you more rewards dollars. Only certain items do this that are special sales for the week or month. So, if they expire within 2 weeks to a month, and there is nothing that come up in that time, you end up not being able to roll them very well and not profit as much.) Anyway, anything I had to pay out of pocket (to cover tax on the free items or on the remaining balance on the nearly free items) I was able to pay with my gift cards that I had from store rewards for filling prescriptions at the pharmacy or by using previous rewards dollars that I'd saved up to use during the Thanksgiving/Black Friday sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting so sick of shopping! The problem is that I was sick of it before I started. But, what can I do? On top of the fact that there are things to get for Christmas, I also can't resist the fact that I now am aware of too many good deals and there is just too much things I know I can acquire for free or nearly free! I'd like to take advantage of that...it's nice to know you have extras of things you use so you don't have to buy it when you run out (and it's not on sale) and also, because I am hoping to donate some things to the food bank. &lt;br /&gt;I read recently that the food bank is 80,000 lbs short on what they usually have or need to have or something like this. I don't know what it was exactly, but anyway, they need some donations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't like going out in the traffic...and it's getting busy near my house, since we have the big retail area. And, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; don't like the customer service, or lack of it, that seems to be what you get at most places. I can only think of about 3 places that I actually feel they consistently have good service at. I feel like most places have more mean and grumpy people working there than usual right now! It's so frustrating to have to deal with that all the time. This makes a good argument for why a person should do their shopping online whenever possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-9138798558901804830?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/9138798558901804830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=9138798558901804830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/9138798558901804830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/9138798558901804830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-and-too-much-shopping.html' title='Thanksgiving and Too Much Shopping'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-3192587519353801292</id><published>2008-11-30T23:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T23:26:02.181-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scriptures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Mormon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionaries'/><title type='text'>A Book of Mormon Story</title><content type='html'>Today at church, we sat beside someone who was a visitor, who seemed to be around the same age as myself. After sacrament meeting, we talked to him for a bit and asked him what had brought him to our church this morning. He said, he had found a copy of &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/en/bm/contents"&gt;The Book of Mormon&lt;/a&gt;, laying there in a Goodwill store, and so he got it and brought it home.&lt;br /&gt;He had never even spoke to the missionaries before or anything. He just found the Book of Mormon and had been reading it and decided to find the church and come! We introduced him to the missionaries after and I think they are going to be starting to teach him this week. We thought it was very neat. Jerrod and I talked after about how when these sort of things happen it shows us how the Lord truly does prepare people to hear the gospel and these things don't just happen by accident.&lt;br /&gt;Jerrod joined our church when he was 18 because after reading The Book of Mormon, he gained a strong testimony of it's truthfulness. He felt that it, along with &lt;a href="http://scriptures.lds.org/"&gt;the Bible&lt;/a&gt;, really do testify of Christ. When he knew The Book of Mormon was true, he knew that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints was also the true church. So, I think from his experiences, he really knows what a difference it can in peoples lives when they read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-3192587519353801292?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/3192587519353801292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=3192587519353801292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3192587519353801292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3192587519353801292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/12/book-of-mormon-story.html' title='A Book of Mormon Story'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-9194563529520076925</id><published>2008-11-17T23:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T06:18:46.864-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sales'/><title type='text'>I like cheap stuff, but I like free stuff even more.</title><content type='html'>I would say I'm behind with keeping up with my postings, but I've already said it so many times before, I won't bother with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still sick...or more accurately, sick again.&lt;br /&gt;I did start to get better and then my husband got whatever I had, gave it back, and now it seems I have it again. I did go to the doctor about a week ago, because I had to get a prescription refill and so I had her check me out then. However, this was when I was getting better and so there wasn't much for her to find. She gave me some antibiotics in case I did get worse, but said not to take them unless I needed to. I do think it's just a cold and I don't really want to fill it if it's not going to help. I'm just run down from it now. I have this cough and it's making me feel like there is a brick on my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in other, better news, I have been utilizing my money-saving skills recently. Although I've considered myself "cheap" for a long time, I am now figuring out how to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; save money by combining sales with coupons in the right way at the right time. It's a lot of work, but boy, do I get a lot of free stuff! The last couple weeks there has been a good sale at Kroger, so I tried to stock up on some groceries. I went 3 times to the grocery store and the first time, I paid around $1.70 for almost $20 worth of groceries. The second time and third time combined, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; ended up paying me a dollar to get over $150 worth of stuff. I have to say, I did a pretty good job with my shopping last week. &lt;br /&gt;This week there is a good deal on Duracell batteries at CVS and I got $60 worth of them free. That's pretty useful. Who doesn't always need extra batteries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things are hard to save on...fresh foods, like milk and bread and fruits and vegetables....the perishable stuff is more difficult, but, I think getting a stockpile of non-perishable things is really beneficial:&lt;br /&gt;It's good to have extra stuff for food storage. &lt;a href="http://providentliving.org/channel/0,11677,1706-1,00.html"&gt;Our church has recommended&lt;/a&gt; for a long time that we have extra things on hand, in case of emergency. Also, it's nice to have things for when they ask people to donate stuff, when our church does projects and that sort of thing. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And also&lt;/span&gt;, I think, occasionally the library collects stuff for the food bank and in turn, for every item you bring in, you get a dollar towards your overdue fees. So, I have to stockpile for this. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband thinks I am a bit crazy about my money saving ideas sometimes. I know I put more effort into it than the average person, but I can't help it! &lt;br /&gt;I could be the richest person in the world and I think I would probably still be cheap. It's like, if I know there is a possibility that I could get something for less and I don't, then I'm being wasteful and throwing something good away. I'm starting to think being frugal is a talent...you have to have the desire to want to do it and then you have to have the skills! haha. It does get tricky with the sales and coupon combination things sometimes. But, the good thing is, there are a LOT of crazy coupon ladies out there who figure out the deals and post them online. So, for the most part, all the math is done. Now, math...is not my talent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-9194563529520076925?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/9194563529520076925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=9194563529520076925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/9194563529520076925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/9194563529520076925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-like-cheap-stuff-but-i-like-free.html' title='I like cheap stuff, but I like free stuff even more.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8575716107919713793</id><published>2008-11-08T00:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:02:26.004-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>Today's Fun Video.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPzNl6NKAG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hPzNl6NKAG0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8575716107919713793?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8575716107919713793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8575716107919713793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8575716107919713793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8575716107919713793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/11/todays-fun-video.html' title='Today&apos;s Fun Video.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6930057249076273724</id><published>2008-11-05T15:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T02:05:03.134-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardening'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Trip'/><title type='text'>Flowers In Fall.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SRIXtQDWeOI/AAAAAAAAAxs/0DWrr1pEUso/s1600-h/kiss+kordana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 336px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SRIXtQDWeOI/AAAAAAAAAxs/0DWrr1pEUso/s400/kiss+kordana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265296980520106210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we came home from our Arizona trip, we saw that one of our rose bushes had suddenly grown about 8 inches taller and was loaded up with lots more flowers. I took this picture about 2 weeks ago, but forgot to post it. But, most of the blossoms are still there, just not so vibrant as they were when they first opened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's just the Canadian coming out in me, but I'm so surprised to have so many roses still at this time of year! I had no idea that they could go so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Kiss Kordana&lt;/span&gt; Miniature rose. (Although, it's not very small!) We have two of them that we bought this past year. They are really great! Such a nice color and since we planted them in May, they have grown into "monsters," as my husband says. I want some more for next year now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6930057249076273724?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6930057249076273724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6930057249076273724' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6930057249076273724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6930057249076273724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/11/flowers-in-fall.html' title='Flowers In Fall.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SRIXtQDWeOI/AAAAAAAAAxs/0DWrr1pEUso/s72-c/kiss+kordana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2292945451340150214</id><published>2008-10-29T13:44:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T13:48:51.405-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Pictures'/><title type='text'>I like it.</title><content type='html'>I got this picture in an email sent from my mom the other day. It makes me pretty happy. I think it's because I'm always out in the yard recently, learning about gardening and digging in the dirt myself, that makes me appreciate this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SQivEHB-76I/AAAAAAAAAxk/ixUq-qSK6OY/s1600-h/ATT555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SQivEHB-76I/AAAAAAAAAxk/ixUq-qSK6OY/s400/ATT555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262648649724129186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2292945451340150214?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2292945451340150214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2292945451340150214' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2292945451340150214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2292945451340150214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-it.html' title='I like it.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SQivEHB-76I/AAAAAAAAAxk/ixUq-qSK6OY/s72-c/ATT555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1632769324282027792</id><published>2008-10-23T19:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:01:04.924-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allergies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headaches'/><title type='text'>Sickness.</title><content type='html'>I've been quite sick since Monday night. Maybe just a cold or a bit of the flu. I usually have the daily headaches and allergies all that, but now having a bad cough and sore throat and chill and those kind of flu aches and pains made me remember that I haven't been quite so sick like this in quite awhile. &lt;br /&gt;When I was in school, was taking 18-21 hours of classes per semester and had 2 hours of driving back and forth to do daily, I would always get sick like this; at least once or twice every semester for a few weeks...I must have been worn down and probably made me more susceptible to these things. &lt;br /&gt;Since I haven't been doing the school thing for awhile, I seem to have been able to avoid it more than in the past. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my concern now is that we have our Primary presentation on Sunday. As I previously said, keeping my class nice and quiet takes about all the energy I normally have.  And on top of that, I am supposed to sing two solos! Solos without a mic....which I usually have a big enough voice to do, but at this rate, I can't hardly even talk. How will I say, "Be quiet...stop talking....stop poking each other..." over and over, and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;then&lt;/span&gt; sing two songs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1632769324282027792?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1632769324282027792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1632769324282027792' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1632769324282027792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1632769324282027792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/10/sickness.html' title='Sickness.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8145028063149173938</id><published>2008-10-19T13:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T02:18:38.502-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><title type='text'>Good Thing They're Cute...</title><content type='html'>Today at church, the little girl in my Sunbeam class said to me, "Teacher, thank you for loving me." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's when they say these nice things that it makes up for them driving me absolutely insane. We had a practice for the primary presentation we are doing during sacrament meeting next Sunday and they were &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; out of control (again) this week. I thought it couldn't get any worse than last week, but....a group of 4-year-olds have a particularly great talent for making a person crazy in a very short amount of time. With all the bouncing around and almost falling off benches multiple times, it's very surprising to me that someone didn't at least loose a tooth or something. It's also amazing how much better they suddenly hear you when you tell them something and add that, if they don't start behaving they are going to have to go see their dad next. Sometimes, it's otherwise like nothing was never said to them. But, they always hear that! I finally resorted to just sitting on the floor in front of them so I could try and keep them all within my reach. In the chapel, no less! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our church must be the true church of Jesus Christ, or else we never be able to survive the wrath of the Sunbeam class. But, since it is, we sit on the floor in front of them and spend 2 hours asking them to be quiet and sit down and be reverent, hoping something worthwhile in the middle of all the craziness gets through. I guess it must, because many Sunbeams have probably grown up to be leaders in the church who eventually stopped jumping around and making their teacher crazy. Even I was once a Sunbeam. However, I don't think &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; really could have been that wild!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8145028063149173938?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8145028063149173938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8145028063149173938' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8145028063149173938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8145028063149173938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-thing-theyre-cute.html' title='Good Thing They&apos;re Cute...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8888318947524792741</id><published>2008-10-14T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T03:05:36.309-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>Going West.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;***I started writing this about 10 days ago and never got around to adding the pictures and posting it until today. So, it's kind of late, and about 2 weeks after the fact. But, here it is anyway.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from our trip to Phoenix a couple of days ago. I haven't written much on here lately, because we were away and I didn't have as much of a chance to get online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to Phoenix usually once, occasionally twice a year to visit Jerrod's family. However, this was the first time we ever drove there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrod had been wanting to do the trip all summer and we had originally planned to go in May. However, with his busy work schedule, it didn't work out for us to go until recently. I was not really that enthusiastic about the trip because I wasn't so keen on the driving part and also, because I would have preferred to go when it was colder here in Tennessee. I have just been doing so much yard work lately, I hated to stop and wanted to take advantage of all the warm weather. And, I hate winter, so it would have been nice to go somewhere warm when the weather wasn't so good here for a nice change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it turned out to be OK. I actually enjoyed the drive more than I expected...probably because I didn't do any of it. (I never do with Jerrod, as he prefers his own driving.) So, I just spent 3400 miles (which is 48 hours driving time) reading books, beading, hand stitching some letters on cards and watching movies on my new ipod that Jerrod bought me for the trip. I realized that it was actually quite nice because I didn't have to worry about doing much of anything the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove through West Tennessee, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico and Arizona. Those are a lot of states...a lot of big states, distance wise to cover in the two and a half days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="float:center; width:320px; margin:5px 10px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SPbsKcDrI_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/5YbJx0oB1dM/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SPbsKcDrI_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/5YbJx0oB1dM/s400/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257649279076082674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="float:right;margin:0 25px; font-style:italic; text-align: center; line-height:1.1em;text-align: center; line-height:1.1em; padding:2px; border: 1px dashed teal;"&gt;When it's at these prices, it's a good thing the car is decent on gas.&lt;br /&gt;(At least it was cheaper here...and more avaliable...than it was in the South at this time).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night we didn't leave until probably almost 8:00pm. That wasn't really the plan, but, being such experts on being late, (particularly myself) it just worked out that way. I think we had thought we would stop in Memphis that night, but ended up getting further. But, halfway between Memphis and Little Rock, it was getting pretty late and so we needed to stop and sleep for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="float:left; width:320px; margin:5px 10px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SPbxzYU9RuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/zd0mmRHgqb4/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SPbxzYU9RuI/AAAAAAAAAxM/zd0mmRHgqb4/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257655480007608034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="float:right;margin:0 25px; font-style:italic; text-align: center; line-height:1.1em;text-align: left; line-height:1.1em; padding:2px; border: 1px dashed teal;"&gt;Stopping in Oklahoma: I get one of very few pictures on this trip. Not very exciting. Nice scenery, eh? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this puts a person somewhat in the middle of nowhere and options become limited. We got stuck at probably one of the worst places I have ever had the opportunity to stay in. It was just not good. You know when you first walk in and there is a gigantic killer-bug on the wall that is not a good sign. And then when you see more than one gigantic killer-bugs in your room, that is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; not a good sign. However, for future reference I suppose we now know where &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day we made it to Amarillo, TX, and that was a bit better. At least that place was clean! And they had a good breakfast where I was able to make myself a waffle in the morning in a waffle maker the shape of Texas. Classic. Wish I would have got a picture of that. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after Amarillo we drove onto Phoenix and arrived at a pretty decent time. We stayed at Jerrod's Aunt's house there for a week and like I said before, didn't do much of anything. Just visiting and hanging out mostly. Despite the fact that we had a pool and two hot tubs available to us at the Aunt's house, we didn't even end up using them this time! Kind of silly, I know. I even had two new bathing suits (that I got on clearance, super cheap right before we left) that I never got to use. It was over 100 degrees every day we were there I think I wasn't as motivated to go in, because they had the water at 85 degrees and that's a bit cold for me. Even though it was in the 100's, it didn't seem that hot, because it was so dry. We have been in the mid to upper 90's here in Tennessee all summer and it feels much hotter, because of the humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did go shopping a bit and got a couple of things we needed...and I myself got a couple of things on sale: Two Rose Bushes at a local nursery for $0.99 each! They are potted in half-gallon pots now. Pretty good deal! They're Christian Dior Hybrid Roses. Kind of a darker pink flower, I think. I would have got more if Jerrod would have let me, but he said we didn't have room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back we went to Albuquerque, New Mexico, the first night and then a place called Clarksville, Arkansas, the second. Over all, to me, the drive really didn't feel that long, for some reason. But, I guess it was, because it shows on my odometer now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="float:left; width:320px; margin:5px 10px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SPbnsAXjibI/AAAAAAAAAw8/rWFWzAmnHmg/s1600-h/DSC_0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SPbnsAXjibI/AAAAAAAAAw8/rWFWzAmnHmg/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257644358200691122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="float:right;margin:0 25px; font-style:italic; text-align: center; line-height:1.1em;text-align: left; line-height:1.1em; padding:2px; border: 1px dashed teal;"&gt;Stopping in New Mexico. &lt;br /&gt;(I can't be expected to look completely wonderful in a picture after already spending 18 hours in a car.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor Mazda3 only had 5100 miles on it when we left and now that has nearly doubled! I'm sad about it. I thought was doing so good by only having 5100 miles after 10 months of owning it. Then within two weeks, all my effort of trying to keep the miles off has gone to waste. It did get 35 miles to the gallon, which is pretty impressive. I really like my car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8888318947524792741?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8888318947524792741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8888318947524792741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8888318947524792741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8888318947524792741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-thing-car-is-good-on-gas-at-these.html' title='Going West.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SPbsKcDrI_I/AAAAAAAAAxE/5YbJx0oB1dM/s72-c/DSC_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4612660858635675471</id><published>2008-10-04T01:33:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T14:03:22.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back.</title><content type='html'>Just back from a long trip to Phoenix. I will write more later when I am not falling asleep while typing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4612660858635675471?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4612660858635675471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4612660858635675471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4612660858635675471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4612660858635675471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/10/m-baci.html' title='I&apos;m Back.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4044151945869322513</id><published>2008-09-26T06:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T07:09:02.459-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged. (Blog Response)</title><content type='html'>Earlier this month, I think Amy Richey tagged me for &lt;a href="http://richey3.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-tagged.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; blog questionnaire. I'm just now getting around to doing it...sorry Amy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Four things I love about my husband:&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- He is dependable.&lt;br /&gt;- Has integrity and tries to do what's right.&lt;br /&gt;- Very smart and knows a lot about a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;- Made something of his life all on his own with his talents and with his will to make good decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Four movies that I would watch more then once:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Gone With The Wind&lt;br /&gt;- Evita&lt;br /&gt;- Anne Of Green Gables and the Sequel&lt;br /&gt;- Every episode of Dr. Quinn on DVD (haha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Four TV shows I watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;- Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;- The Office&lt;br /&gt;- House&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Four Places I have been:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Okinawa&lt;br /&gt;- Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;- Mississippi&lt;br /&gt;- Victoria &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Four places I would like to go (that I haven't been yet):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- England&lt;br /&gt;- Nagasaki&lt;br /&gt;- Ireland&lt;br /&gt;- Fiji &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Four people who regularly email me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Mom&lt;br /&gt;- My husband&lt;br /&gt;- Japanese friends&lt;br /&gt;- Those who like to send spam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Things I would like to eat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Japanese Rice&lt;br /&gt;- Taber Corn&lt;br /&gt;- Mitsuya Cider&lt;br /&gt;- Pocky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Four things I look forward to in the next year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Making art&lt;br /&gt;- Finishing my CD&lt;br /&gt;- Growing a garden&lt;br /&gt;- Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four people I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Wakana&lt;br /&gt;- Krista&lt;br /&gt;- Stephanie &lt;br /&gt;- Meghan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4044151945869322513?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4044151945869322513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4044151945869322513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4044151945869322513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4044151945869322513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/09/earlier-this-month-i-think-amy-richey.html' title='I&apos;ve Been Tagged. (Blog Response)'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6973674308230689093</id><published>2008-09-20T14:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T17:21:22.664-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>Another Good One.</title><content type='html'>This is my highly recommended video for this week. It does involve a picture of a nasty, ugly moth...which is unfortunate, because, as a lot of people know, I am deathly terrified of them. But, it is also funny enough that I am willing to overlook that this one time. As you will see, the guy in the video also overlooks it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sv5woNs9WRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Sv5woNs9WRE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6973674308230689093?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6973674308230689093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6973674308230689093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6973674308230689093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6973674308230689093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-good-one.html' title='Another Good One.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8244915742174609100</id><published>2008-09-14T22:52:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T05:35:15.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Injured Finger Cure (Hopefully).</title><content type='html'>On Friday, my finger was more swollen than it was the 2 days prior. So, I decided that I probably needed to do something with it, since it was just getting worse. It was getting quite puffy. &lt;br /&gt;I had actually sent an email to my doctor's office to ask about it...I mostly just wanted to know if I would have a better chance of keeping the nail if I had them take care of it for me. Jerrod knew they could do something, because he had once had a missionary companion who hurt his toe and they had to go to the doctor for it. He said the doctor has a tool that, I guess, heats up and they quickly poke the nail and it releases the pressure. His other suggestion to me was to "take the DeWalt to it." However, the later seemed like an even more frightening idea.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, my doctors nurse is pretty good at getting back to me usually, but for whatever reason, did not very quickly this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't easily work in the yard while my finger was swollen, so decided I would go ahead and try Jerrod's first method. It's quite surprising I even considered it, since I'm a bit squeamish about these sort of things. &lt;br /&gt;We ended up getting a paper clip and unwrapping it. They we heated it up under a lighter flame for a few moments and then Jerrod tried to stick it in my nail. It didn't work the first time, because we didn't get it hot enough. So, we tried it again...and I started getting more and more nervous the more times he did it....I thought for sure it would have to hurt. &lt;br /&gt;The next time Jerrod got the metal hot enough that it glowed red and stuck it in. It was enough to burn through and it make a hole that released all that swelling an pressure almost immediately. We drained out the blood from the bruise and all the purple and blue disappeared right away. This surprised me, because the last time I bruised a nail...my toenail, it took more than 6 month to to away. &lt;br /&gt;Now, I do have a burn hole in my nail, but it's not half blue anymore and it doesn't hurt as bad and is not swollen. Hopefully it won't get infected. I am very carefully keeping it protected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I, of all people, allowed a burned paperclip into my injured finger. It worked good. The nurse did end up calling me back about 2 days after the fact and I told her what I did...admitted it may not have been the best idea, but told her it was OK. She said to just watch it for infection. My Doctor said releasing the pressure wouldn't really help the nail. But, at least it now feels better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8244915742174609100?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8244915742174609100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8244915742174609100' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8244915742174609100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8244915742174609100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/09/injured-finger-cure-hopefully.html' title='The Injured Finger Cure (Hopefully).'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-3484669744032797608</id><published>2008-09-11T23:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T05:22:50.202-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><title type='text'>So Blue...and Purple.</title><content type='html'>After all the time I have spent out in the yard digging trenches...dragging rocks around, throwing rocks around...building walls with rocks and other various outdoor activities, I have finally injured myself. But, surprisingly, it was not from all that. I got my finger caught in the back door. Something a person is probably not supposed to do past the age of 3 or unless they are a dog.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I could potentially have dropped a 50+ pound rock on myself that many times and I ended up slamming my finger in the door. &lt;br /&gt;It hurt so badly. But, I was anxious to finish the trench for the rocks to put the edging on my raised flower bed, so I kept digging. About 5 minutes later, I took my gloves off and saw about 1/3 to 1/2 of the nail had turned blue. So, no wonder it hurt so much. &lt;br /&gt;Now that my finger is hurt, I wonder how I will finish my flowerbed by next week like I had planned. Knowing my luck, I probably will end up dropping a rock on myself now and re-injuring the finger, which will really hurt. I tried to look for a little splint type thing to put on it so it would be protected, but couldn't find anything. I guess either I must not work anymore and take the risk of letting the plants die if they can't go in the flowerbed or risk more injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering if it is beneficial to go to the Doctor for this sort of thing. Both Jerrod and my Grandma said that I may loose the nail, which seems a bit horrible. I wonder if I go to the doctor and get it drained to reduce the swelling if there is less chance of loosing the nail. It is still throbbing with a pulse almost 30 hours later and feels hot to touch...but going to the doctor for a bruise seems a bit extreme too. Then again, if I loose my nail, I will be upset and and might regret it. I can't imagine not having a nail. Jerrod said he'd poke it for me with a hot needle. Seems scary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-3484669744032797608?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/3484669744032797608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=3484669744032797608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3484669744032797608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3484669744032797608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-blueand-purple.html' title='So Blue...and Purple.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7439605975038479493</id><published>2008-09-09T23:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:11:48.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>My New Favorite Video...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AeMhyv-95qA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AeMhyv-95qA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7439605975038479493?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7439605975038479493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7439605975038479493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7439605975038479493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7439605975038479493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-new-favorite-video.html' title='My New Favorite Video...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7942713933475732810</id><published>2008-09-03T00:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:20:33.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cousins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canadians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alberta'/><title type='text'>The Target</title><content type='html'>I meant to post this a first almost week and a half ago, but, it seems I have had my hands in too many projects (again) lately and so (again), I am late with writing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After spending the summer working in Nashville, my cousin, Steven, has gone back to Canada. We were able to hang out a few times while he was here and it was really fun for both Jerrod and I. I really enjoyed having someone around from back home. It was also cool when he brought other people from Southern Alberta over. I think, sometimes, there actually is a bit of a "culture" difference....not sure how else to put it...but as much as I enjoy my home in Tennessee, there is something fun about being around people from Southern Alberta and being able to talk about things from home that normally I don't get to, because no one I'm normally around would know about it. Plus, I think sometimes, we just find different things funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a couple days before Steven left, we went out to the shooting range to shoot some handguns. Steven is really into guns and Jerrod has quite a few. When I say quite a few, I really only mean around 5...I don't really know how many, but it seems like around that number. I say, "quite a few" because in all the time I have known him, he has never once used one. He says he won't go target shooting with just anyone...so, I guess he had no one he felt comfortable going with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Steven had mentioned a few times that we should go shooting. I knew that if they were actually going to go, there was no way that I would be able to get out of it. I don't have any problems with guns...I don't necessarily enjoy them myself, but I don't care if other people like to go target shooting as a hobby....or even hunting if they really like the meat (although as some one who has been 98% vegetarian since the age of 3, that definitely does not have any appeal to me.) I have been shooting before...but it was always with clay pigeons out in the country and with a rifle. I think I really only grew up around "farm guns" as I would call them. I've never shot a handgun and never gone to a shooting range. I also realized later, that I hadn't shot a gun since high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for this reason, I felt nervous about it. I wasn't sure what to expect with the handgun, as far as the kick and that sort of thing. But, I had to go, or else I would have endured never ending harassment from Steven. I may have got around it with Jerrod, but Steven...I think he probably would have actually physically forced me to go somehow....I just know how those Osmond boys are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shot some handguns. I shot the .38 and the .45. The .38 wasn't too bad. There isn't really any kick with it and so Jerrod says it's a good gun to teach someone to shoot with. I didn't like the .45 at all. Steven thought it would be easy for me to shoot, but after starting with the .38, it felt like too much and I only tried it about 3 or 4 times. Steven tried to get me to shoot that big "bear killer" gun, as they call it...(I think it's a .44) But, I would never! I could hardly even stand to watch them shoot it. It's ridiculously powerful and loud and I don't plan to have to stop a bear anytime soon, so, I don't think I need to know how. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept one of my targets to take home. The smaller holes on here I shot with the .38. Jerrod said I did pretty well with my aiming. I said I was probably just lucky, but he said he thought I actually really did a good job. I think the bigger holes are one's Jerrod shot with the .45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was a really long post. I hope I didn't make too many gramatical errors. I don't have time to check it now, because I have to go finish going crazy now...I mean...finish grouting the tile in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SMBs9RFCJdI/AAAAAAAAAko/BYylhOgWM0s/s1600-h/sc0024bb44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SMBs9RFCJdI/AAAAAAAAAko/BYylhOgWM0s/s320/sc0024bb44.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242309766071592402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7942713933475732810?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7942713933475732810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7942713933475732810' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7942713933475732810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7942713933475732810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/09/target.html' title='The Target'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SMBs9RFCJdI/AAAAAAAAAko/BYylhOgWM0s/s72-c/sc0024bb44.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8401926399375926355</id><published>2008-08-27T13:21:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T13:58:16.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canadians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eBay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alberta'/><title type='text'>A Note To Southern Albertans:</title><content type='html'>I was just looking at some plants and seeds on eBay and came across &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/dandelion-ORGANIC-DANDELION-100-SEEDS-GroCo_W0QQitemZ300252022533QQihZ020QQcategoryZ1512QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; listing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/DANDELION-organic-Taxacum-high-in-Calcium-200-seeds_W0QQitemZ220272680110QQihZ012QQcategoryZ42215QQssPageNameZWDVWQQrdZ1QQcmdZViewItem"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; it is even a "valuable herb."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to pass this information onto any one from Southern Alberta who might be reading this, as I feel that this could be evidence that there is truly a money making opportunity here for you. How much money....? I don't know. Seeing there is only 2 or 3 listings out there, I'm not too optimistic for the future of dandelion farming (although someone must do it, because it seems they do make some kind of vitamins or something out of it.)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;But, I guess it's enough proof that apparently someone, somewhere out there, is willing to buy your crappy weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SLWgtFAF4rI/AAAAAAAAAkI/wVUEqHjMvb0/s1600-h/dandlion+ebay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SLWgtFAF4rI/AAAAAAAAAkI/wVUEqHjMvb0/s320/dandlion+ebay.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239270437812560562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I'm sure this could be valuable to people outside of Alberta too, but I happen to have first hand experience there.***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8401926399375926355?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8401926399375926355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8401926399375926355' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8401926399375926355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8401926399375926355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/note-to-southern-albertans.html' title='A Note To Southern Albertans:'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SLWgtFAF4rI/AAAAAAAAAkI/wVUEqHjMvb0/s72-c/dandlion+ebay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2500303261343042312</id><published>2008-08-20T23:22:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T03:42:57.401-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennessee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scary things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ugly Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugs'/><title type='text'>A Once In A Lifetime Event</title><content type='html'>I have something important to share.&lt;br /&gt;This has never happened before and will probably never happen again, so be prepared to be &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;amazed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back in June, I looked out the window and saw a lizard on the back patio. Jerrod was at work at the time and so I took this picture of it and emailed it to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0T4Mvp3tI/AAAAAAAAAjY/WstHu7UW6Mk/s1600-h/DSC05094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0T4Mvp3tI/AAAAAAAAAjY/WstHu7UW6Mk/s320/DSC05094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236863797916458706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He wrote back saying, "Did you catch it? I want to keep it as a pet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure he was joking....I hope. I don't think he really wants a pet lizard and of course, I would never touch that thing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I am pretty terrified of all creepy/crawly things...mostly bugs, but I am not a fan of anything that isn't cute and cuddly. I have held a tiny frog in the past, but normally, I don't touch anything that does not have fur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, the other day, I was over at my neighbor's house, watering his tree's (because he lives in California half the time, we help keep the trees alive while he is gone), and I bent down and saw something moving in the mulch around the tree. At first I thought it was a frog, since we've had quite a few of those around recently, but then saw that it was actually a teeny, tiny lizard. It was only about as big as the tip of my finger! I never have seen one that small before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I panicked! I wanted to show Jerrod really badly, since he had teased me about catching the other one I saw a couple months ago, but he was at our house across the street and all I could think to do was grab it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe I did it! I touched that thing! I ran back to my house holding it and saying, "Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, since I had it in both my hands, I couldn't open the door! So, could only kick it and ring the doorbell with my elbow and started yelling, "Jerrod! Jerrod! Come out here quick!" Unfortunately for the lizard and I, he was upstairs, with the TV on, so he didn't hear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking about how my mom used to say, "You can't yell like you are on the farm when you are in town!" And I felt I was embarrassing myself in front of the neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, like I said, this was the first time I had ever done anything like this couldn't risk accidentally letting it go by opening the door. So, I just kept banging and yelling and holding my lizard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I always think that if you ring the doorbell multiple times, it makes the person inside less likely to want to open the door...they probably want to make you wait outside longer for being so impatient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Jerrod finally heard me and came out and of course, was irritated with me for kicking the door, ringing the doorbell multiple times and yelling at him. But, when I showed him what I got, he was pretty impressed and surprised. I told him it was a present for him, because I wouldn't have done it otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took some pictures of me and my lizard. Please appreciate these, because it will probably be the last ones you will ever see of me with something like this. I don't do these things on a regular basis. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity for you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0cz1kcZqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Wox2_bNdwqY/s1600-h/DSC_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0cz1kcZqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Wox2_bNdwqY/s400/DSC_0001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236873618580596386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0c0CGTuMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/HWMoXyp5Vgc/s1600-h/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0c0CGTuMI/AAAAAAAAAjo/HWMoXyp5Vgc/s400/DSC_0003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236873621943859394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did returned that lizard to the neighbor's yard after we were done playing with him and don't worry...I washed my hands after about 10 times in a row. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0c0QuhgQI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XcjrHZeXx-I/s1600-h/DSC_0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0c0QuhgQI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XcjrHZeXx-I/s400/DSC_0010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236873625870631170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good story, eh? I bet you'd think it'd be a better story if I told one about having my CD finished, but believe it or not, that's far more complicated one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0c0hOtVeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/z1zTg9tw42c/s1600-h/DSC_0009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0c0hOtVeI/AAAAAAAAAj4/z1zTg9tw42c/s400/DSC_0009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236873630300591586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2500303261343042312?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2500303261343042312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2500303261343042312' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2500303261343042312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2500303261343042312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/once-in-lifetime-event.html' title='A Once In A Lifetime Event'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SK0T4Mvp3tI/AAAAAAAAAjY/WstHu7UW6Mk/s72-c/DSC05094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6608131324126675502</id><published>2008-08-19T16:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T17:28:50.979-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Stuff Around Here.</title><content type='html'>I just got the mail and there was one of those county newspaper inserts with it today. On the front page, I saw some good news: there is a new shopping area that will be opening about 5 minutes from my house in December!&lt;br /&gt;We knew there was going to be some new retail coming, but weren't sure exactly when. Apparently, Lowes will be opening in December and Wal-Mart in March...along with some other new stores and retail. &lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited about it. It will be so nice to have some of those places we shop at closer and the more this area thrives, the better it is for our property values. We already live 2 minutes from a great shopping area now, so this will just make it even more convenient. I can be quite happy staying within a 5 mile radius of my house most days. If I'm not traveling to go somewhere on a trip...like across the country, the continent or the world....I'd much prefer not to go anywhere. Saves gas and time. Plus, I like my house. (And there is less people that get on my nerves around here. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of people that get on my nerves, hopefully the traffic won't get too bad over here because of this. But, I'm sure they'll work it out...after enough people complain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6608131324126675502?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6608131324126675502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6608131324126675502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6608131324126675502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6608131324126675502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/good-stuff-around-here.html' title='Good Stuff Around Here.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1290326513514484813</id><published>2008-08-14T23:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T05:42:56.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stress'/><title type='text'>Stress+Stress=Mess</title><content type='html'>It's been about a week since my last post....I wanted to write more often. I have so many pictures to share with you all! I have just had a somewhat busy week...or at least a week where I have been very overwhelmed and stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things to worry about right now: getting this music stuff taken care of with the publishing and doing all the copyright documents, making decisions about lots of stuff in regards to the music and CD (Ah! I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; making decisions) and just trying to get everything in the right place at the right time. It's enough to drive me crazy! I just don't want to mess up anything...especially not to the point that it becomes an irreversible mess up. These processes are very difficult. So, this stresses me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, my kitchen is making me nearly insane right now...I won't go into details right now on that....but it's a difficult job I am doing...More on that later....if I'm still alive after inhaled so much grout dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next post (hopefully tomorrow) will be more fun. I have some crazy pictures to show. They are very shocking to me! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1290326513514484813?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1290326513514484813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1290326513514484813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1290326513514484813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1290326513514484813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-about-week-since-my-last-post.html' title='Stress+Stress=Mess'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5413669740448919652</id><published>2008-08-08T14:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T15:52:07.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Computers + Security</title><content type='html'>You probably have heard &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/08/05/card.fraud.charges/index.html?iref=hpmostpop"&gt;the story about the more than 40 million credit card &lt;/a&gt; numbers that were stolen from various retailers over the past few years. From the news stories I've seen, it sounds like these stores didn't have very good security in place, which is kind of crazy to me, considering the size of these corporations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this particular story for the first time a couple nights ago on CNN and they had people calling in, talking about how worried they are becoming about security issues and the rise of white collar crime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching it, I thought: my husband definitely has chosen the right career path! There will probably be more and more demand for his type of skills in the future. People are going to want...or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;need,&lt;/span&gt; more computer security geniuses around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't see it, here's a video from Yahoo on the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.yahoo.com/watch/3249533/9157033"&gt;&lt;img width="425" height="344" src="http://us.i1.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/i/bcst/yp/belo/4487/69531590.jpg" alt="More than 40 million credit and debit card numbers stolen from retailers @ Yahoo! Video" title="More than 40 million credit and debit card numbers stolen from retailers @ Yahoo! Video" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5413669740448919652?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5413669740448919652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5413669740448919652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5413669740448919652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5413669740448919652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/big-retail-companies-should-secure.html' title='Computers + Security'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1844059077172008771</id><published>2008-08-03T21:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T21:15:47.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Baptism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Branch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus Christ'/><title type='text'>Uplifted.</title><content type='html'>We went to a &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/basic-beliefs/jesus-christ-our-savior/baptism"&gt;baptism&lt;/a&gt; tonight. I didn't know the person it was for, but since Jerrod is the branch mission leader at church, one of his responsibilities is to help out with all the baptisms in our branch, so I went with him. And, they also asked me to lead the music for the service. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good baptism. Not that every one isn't good! I think that sometimes you forget how uplifting these things can be until get there and you feel the spirit that is there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who was baptized was in his 20's and had a pretty neat story of his conversion to the church and the &lt;a href="http://mormon.org/mormonorg/eng/basic-beliefs/the-restoration-of-truth/the-restoration-of-the-gospel#d"&gt;restored gospel of Jesus Christ.&lt;/a&gt; I think everyone who was there felt like it was a really good experience. It's really a privilege to be able to participate in things like this and get the opportunity to have our testimonies reaffirmed about why we believe what we do and how great it can be when we make good choices in our lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1844059077172008771?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1844059077172008771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1844059077172008771' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1844059077172008771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1844059077172008771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/uplifted.html' title='Uplifted.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2279088441885278718</id><published>2008-08-01T22:54:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:14:11.249-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Idiopathic Hypersomnia</title><content type='html'>I slept nearly 14 hours last night and I woke up feeling like I hadn't slept for a week and then had been run over by a truck. It's one of those days when I'm so tired, I can't even explain how tired I am. I'm afraid my &lt;a href="http://www.sleepeducation.com/Disorder.aspx?id=48"&gt;Hypersomnia&lt;/a&gt; is killing me and I am dying a slow and painful and sleepy death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'm pretty sure it's not technically possible for hypersomnia to kill you, but if it could, I'm sure it would feel like I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2279088441885278718?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2279088441885278718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2279088441885278718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2279088441885278718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2279088441885278718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/hypersomnia.html' title='Idiopathic Hypersomnia'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8639715969541390445</id><published>2008-07-31T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:59:14.588-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Branch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><title type='text'>Christmas In July</title><content type='html'>This week we had a Relief Society (women's organization at church) activity with a "Christmas in July" theme. We signed up to do a craft thing ahead of time and I signed up for learning to do cake decorating (because it cost the least. Haha. So cheap.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did the poinsettias on these 4 cupcakes with an icing bag cut at the end, but no tip. It was pretty easy, I thought, but I was slow so I could get it looking good. Not too bad for a first try though, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SJPogda2XeI/AAAAAAAAAjI/9dlcwGysJfQ/s1600-h/DSC05152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SJPogda2XeI/AAAAAAAAAjI/9dlcwGysJfQ/s400/DSC05152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229779236657978850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SJPog7PuxQI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bHp1X2wxWt0/s1600-h/DSC05157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SJPog7PuxQI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/bHp1X2wxWt0/s400/DSC05157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229779244664407298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought mine home and took a picture, but I don't really want to eat them, because I don't like that much icing. Jerrod said he would have one, but then he didn't. They've been in the fridge since Tuesday, so I don't know if they still will taste OK, but, the missionaries are coming over tomorrow and they'll usually eat anything...I always give the missionaries stuff I don't want! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Christmas in July, I am so irritated by seeing Christmas stuff already out in stores! I shop at Hobby Lobby a lot for scrapbooking stuff (and like to support them, because they close on Sunday's) but, it drives me crazy that they have had their Christmas stuff out for at least a month now...maybe even since June. It's ridiculous! I mean, it makes Christmas seem less special when it's around for more than half of the year! Who is really thinking about buying new ornaments and lights for their tree in the summer?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8639715969541390445?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8639715969541390445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8639715969541390445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8639715969541390445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8639715969541390445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/08/christmas-in-july.html' title='Christmas In July'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SJPogda2XeI/AAAAAAAAAjI/9dlcwGysJfQ/s72-c/DSC05152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5182759259128455304</id><published>2008-07-28T23:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:38:24.519-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meerkats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meerkat Manor'/><title type='text'>Ice Day '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SI7HlFfZ1bI/AAAAAAAAAic/7MzmF-pP90g/s1600-h/elephants.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SI7HlFfZ1bI/AAAAAAAAAic/7MzmF-pP90g/s320/elephants.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228335657366705586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nashville Zoo has an annual event called "Ice Day" that I have been wanting to go to for about three years now and we finally made it this year. At Ice Day, they make up frozen treats for the animals and then have scheduled times where they feed them. The tigers, for example, get a 5-gallon turkey flavored ice block. Elephants get large fruit flavored rings of ice, and this sort of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate free ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; humid and hot. Temperature was in the 90's and it had rained the day and night before so humidity felt like it was 100%!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SI7H93xdsxI/AAAAAAAAAik/Ciq1tKd08SU/s1600-h/Meerkat1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SI7H93xdsxI/AAAAAAAAAik/Ciq1tKd08SU/s320/Meerkat1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228336083181089554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Actually, I mostly wanted to go see the meerkats get ice treats. As I have said in the past, we used to be crazy about &lt;a href="http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2007/11/so-exciting.html"&gt;Meerkat Manor&lt;/a&gt; and we have our &lt;a href="http://http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2007/07/art-by-meerkats.html"&gt;meerkat painting&lt;/a&gt; we got at the zoo auction last year. They were so cute...but a bit fat. These meerkats seem to be a little overweight. Their keeper called them, "pleasantly plump." As a result, they weren't moving very fast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5182759259128455304?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5182759259128455304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5182759259128455304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5182759259128455304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5182759259128455304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/ice-day-08.html' title='Ice Day &apos;08'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SI7HlFfZ1bI/AAAAAAAAAic/7MzmF-pP90g/s72-c/elephants.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4229441828546184865</id><published>2008-07-20T20:57:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:42:50.685-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yard Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><title type='text'>My Neighbors Think I'm Crazy.</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned previously, I was building a dry stone wall along one side of our property. I finished it about 2 weeks ago, but I still have a few small things that I want to do to improve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to post pictures of my work! I have some now, but Jerrod took so many for me and I still have to go through them and pick out some good ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was getting my rocks from a lot of the nearby construction sites, but those houses are getting closer to being done, and as they get closer to landscaping, they've removed a lot of the piles of dug up rock from the surface that made them so accessible.&lt;span style="float:left; width:320px; margin:5px 10px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIZInpKbKSI/AAAAAAAAAh0/8UTGoOf0brs/s1600-h/DSC05078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIZInpKbKSI/AAAAAAAAAh0/8UTGoOf0brs/s320/DSC05078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225944263511714082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="float:right;margin:0 25px; font-style:italic; text-align: center; line-height:1.1em;text-align: left; line-height:1.1em; padding:2px; border: 1px dashed teal;"&gt;I gathered lots of rocks for my wall piled up around here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, even though my wall is finished, I really wanted to get some extra rocks for repairs that might need to be done as it shifts with the seasons or maybe for an edge on a flowerbed in the future. They have &lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huge&lt;/font&gt; piles one or two blocks down, at the edge of the subdivision, but when you are carrying a wheelbarrow full of a couple hundred pounds of rocks and it's 95 degrees outside, you don't want to walk any further than you have to (especially on hills). So, I've got to take advantage of the ones I've got here now before they are gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My neighbors across the street are a retired couple who spend a lot of time sitting on their front porch smoking their cigarettes. I believe they have quite enjoyed sitting out there day after day watching me carry 50 lb rocks around. I feel like I provide a form of entertainment or something. They always are telling me that I "work too hard" and I'm "so strong" and this sort of thing, which I think is absolutely hilarious. They make sure to mention this to Jerrod too. And my cousin, Steven, when he was over. I'm sure then both totally agree! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight they told me that they are starting to worry about me now that I am still gathering yet more rocks.&lt;span style="float:right; width:320px; margin:5px 10px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIZPilNtuwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/CMXNN-nPA24/s1600-h/DSC05117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIZPilNtuwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/CMXNN-nPA24/s320/DSC05117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225951873133820674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="float:left;margin:0 25px; font-style:italic; text-align: center; line-height:1.1em;text-align: left; line-height:1.1em; padding:2px; border: 1px dashed teal;"&gt;I pretty much broke the first wheelbarrow from putting too much weight in it. We got this new one, which works pretty well. It's still holding up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I tried to explain why I was doing this and they just insist that I am doing too much all the time, (again, haha) and that I am too tough and I am going to seriously injure myself if I keep lifting rocks. I told them I don't exercise and I am pretty scrawny, so it's a good work out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't get more though, because I am running out of places to put them. I just think it's better to have them while they are available, so I'm stocking up! Searching for the best rocks for your wall becomes a bit addictive, maybe....when I see see good ones that have been dug up after the fact, it makes me want to rip parts of the built wall down and re-build it with better stones to make it more stable. After you've already gone to all that work, it's tempting not to! &lt;span style="float:left; width:320px; margin:5px 10px 5px 0px;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIZQ_fBFWZI/AAAAAAAAAiU/HEqO8g9daUs/s1600-h/DSC05106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIZQ_fBFWZI/AAAAAAAAAiU/HEqO8g9daUs/s320/DSC05106.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225953469198064018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="float:right;margin:0 25px; font-style:italic; text-align: center; line-height:1.1em;text-align: left; line-height:1.1em; padding:2px; border: 1px dashed teal;"&gt;I had to make lots of rock piles around the house...and then get them moved quick enough that they didn't ruin the grass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, after you put so much time and effort into something, it's hard to leave it alone when you know how to make it better. Now that I have made one wall, I think I know how to make the next one better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4229441828546184865?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4229441828546184865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4229441828546184865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4229441828546184865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4229441828546184865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-i-mentioned-previously-i-was.html' title='My Neighbors Think I&apos;m Crazy.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIZInpKbKSI/AAAAAAAAAh0/8UTGoOf0brs/s72-c/DSC05078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-9106989127082355183</id><published>2008-07-18T22:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:49:58.373-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>I Love Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIFxfeFYGTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/2HoSyhJ3oMc/s1600-h/n182901693_30999189_3125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIFxfeFYGTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/2HoSyhJ3oMc/s400/n182901693_30999189_3125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224581828191983922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole this picture from my sister, Shara's, facebook album and am posting it because I think Grandma look very nice here and I liked this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why the dog is wearing a sweater...maybe because it's always cold in Grandma's house??&lt;br /&gt;haha, Grandma, just kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-9106989127082355183?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/9106989127082355183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=9106989127082355183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/9106989127082355183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/9106989127082355183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-grandma.html' title='I Love Grandma'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIFxfeFYGTI/AAAAAAAAAgY/2HoSyhJ3oMc/s72-c/n182901693_30999189_3125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4511474381037289226</id><published>2008-07-16T15:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:16:29.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>"Was That A Secret Message?"</title><content type='html'>Haha. I guess you have to be a Napoleon Dynamite fan to think this is funny. I thought it was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kid imitates Napoleon Dynamite in a Spelling Bee and the response from the commentator is great: "Was that a secret message?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWgv_Q825Bo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PWgv_Q825Bo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4511474381037289226?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4511474381037289226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4511474381037289226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4511474381037289226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4511474381037289226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/was-that-secret-message.html' title='&quot;Was That A Secret Message?&quot;'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-573963125138365245</id><published>2008-07-12T17:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T17:08:37.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='America'/><title type='text'>Coming to America.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SHk3beJhF8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/5qFcHH-q91U/s1600-h/Japan+369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SHk3beJhF8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/5qFcHH-q91U/s320/Japan+369.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222266188001777602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to my Japanese sister, Yuri, a couple of days ago and found out that they are coming to see me in October! I'm very excited!!! It's been 3 years since we've been together. The last time I saw them was when they came to Canada for our wedding. The only thing better would be if it were me going to Japan to see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived with Yuri and her husband, Hideaki, when I was living in Japan. (This picture is of us at the beach in Okinawa in July 2002...back before they had any kids and when I still had blonde hair.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-573963125138365245?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/573963125138365245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=573963125138365245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/573963125138365245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/573963125138365245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/coming-to-america.html' title='Coming to America.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SHk3beJhF8I/AAAAAAAAAdU/5qFcHH-q91U/s72-c/Japan+369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-3391525001735251652</id><published>2008-07-10T23:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T03:40:21.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='About Me'/><title type='text'>I was born; a few years ago now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SHcbBoRFx0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/OMKfwnuaWJk/s1600-h/Lindsey1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SHcbBoRFx0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/OMKfwnuaWJk/s320/Lindsey1.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221672007762298690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 25 today. I can't believe I made it to be this old. Comparatively speaking, I guess it's not as old as an age I might someday be, but it seems like it to me, because at one time, I remember thinking that even being 22 or 23 was so far away and I would never make it this long. &lt;br /&gt;It must be because I always wear my seat belt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-3391525001735251652?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/3391525001735251652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=3391525001735251652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3391525001735251652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3391525001735251652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-was-born-few-years-ago-now.html' title='I was born; a few years ago now.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SHcbBoRFx0I/AAAAAAAAAcg/OMKfwnuaWJk/s72-c/Lindsey1.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-572549861686284218</id><published>2008-07-06T14:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:52:26.568-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primary'/><title type='text'>I think we said a prayer today.</title><content type='html'>Today in my primary class I was able to get one of the kids to say a prayer who has never, ever done it before. In fact, up until about a month and a half ago, he was still screaming and crying and throwing himself against the door for 45 minutes straight; wanting to go see his parents. So, I feel this is quite an accomplishment. Of course, I helped and I couldn't understand 99.9% of what he said, but the fact that he kind of imitated me amazed me. In fact, I don't know if I've ever even been able to get him to fold his arms before. After all the crying and screaming for so many weeks, It's amazing to me that he is happy in primary all of the sudden. So this is a big step. I guess you have had to be there to really appreciate it, but we're coming far in the Sunbeam class!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-572549861686284218?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/572549861686284218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=572549861686284218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/572549861686284218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/572549861686284218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-think-we-said-prayer-today.html' title='I think we said a prayer today.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4222822922446382256</id><published>2008-06-30T00:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T01:02:35.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House Pictures'/><title type='text'>Looking Good.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGh1gtXG5xI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TwZYb8TbXUI/s1600-h/DSC05109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGh1gtXG5xI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TwZYb8TbXUI/s400/DSC05109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217549373101500178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little rose bush is looking pretty amazing right now. We just planted these about a month and a half ago. We gave them some rose food and then watered them a lot and they have almost tripled in size in the this short amount of time. I've counted at least 28 flowers on them right now. It's pretty neat. Especially since when we got them they only had about 4 blooms on them and were only about 6 inches tall. This isn't the best picture because it was so sunny out when I took it and the color didn't turn out quite accurately. They are actually more of a deep, blue-tone red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4222822922446382256?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4222822922446382256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4222822922446382256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4222822922446382256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4222822922446382256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/06/looking-good.html' title='Looking Good.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGh1gtXG5xI/AAAAAAAAAcY/TwZYb8TbXUI/s72-c/DSC05109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8287393653755453102</id><published>2008-06-28T15:11:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:40:22.085-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yardwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yard Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><title type='text'>Watering your cell phone will not make it grow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGablp5DvvI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2lC5-TjP42I/s1600-h/DSC05101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGablp5DvvI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2lC5-TjP42I/s200/DSC05101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217028289557937906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jerrod always gets after me for not answering my cell phone. A lot of times I just leave it in another area of the house and I don't hear it. So, since I've started working outside more recently, I thought I better keep my phone out there with me so he wouldn't be upset with me when he tried to call me and I didn't answer it. I was keeping it on top of one of the pillars on the front porch and pretty much forgot it was there unless it rang.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, there was one night before I went to bed when I remembered that I had accidentally left it outside after that day's yard work. When I went out to get it, I realized that I had watered the flowerbed right beside it, and therefore, had also ended up watering my phone. It was sitting there in a little puddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to use it and, of course, it began acting strangely. I had to tell Jerrod what I had done and he helped me to prepare it to dry out, telling me to not expect much; I would probably have to get a new one. This was a little upsetting, because I don't really like talking on the phone anyway and as cheap as I am, the last thing I want to do is spend a whole bunch of money on a new phone that I wouldn't have needed if I had a better memory than a gnat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dried it out and fortunately, it worked the next day! I was so happy. But, from now on, I keep my phone in a plastic ziplock bag whenever I go outside. It makes it a bit difficult to answer the phone when it rings, but at least if I do happen to forget I have it again, there is a better chance of survival.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8287393653755453102?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8287393653755453102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8287393653755453102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8287393653755453102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8287393653755453102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/06/watering-your-cell-phone-will-not-make.html' title='Watering your cell phone will not make it grow.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGablp5DvvI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/2lC5-TjP42I/s72-c/DSC05101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2005231307695369084</id><published>2008-06-25T23:14:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T12:36:36.353-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS temple'/><title type='text'>One, Two and Three (years)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGPTiS-0c3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/yxo5YnL80vk/s1600-h/Coming+out+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGPTiS-0c3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/yxo5YnL80vk/s400/Coming+out+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216245379589501810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our third anniversary! Good for us! &lt;br /&gt;Jerrod took the day off and went and ran some errands during the afternoon. He took my car and brought it back all cleaned out and had the windows tinted. He said it wasn't necessarily an anniversary present, because he had been planning to do it anyway, but, it was nice to have it today. I didn't really get Jerrod anything...which I felt bad about. But, the thing is, he said he couldn't think of anything I could get him and that we should just plan to get a present together (we are going to get some rocking chairs for our front porch once we find some we like). But then, he gave me a basket full of chocolates and also did my car stuff for me. I did make him a nice card that I put a lot of time, thought and effort into...but then I always make him cards that I put a lot of time, thought and effort into...so maybe that's not so great...I always like to do fun things for him and so in all my perfectionism, I will probably feel bad for the rest of my life that I could not think of some great, original and wonderful idea for him today. I said that if I came across something good in the near future, I was going to get it....but it will be a little late, won't it?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as part of my contribution, I've decided to take it upon myself to find some good rocking chairs for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the Melting Pot tonight. I think we have gone there every anniversary so far. It's a fondue restaurant we like to go to for special occasions. We are so full right now though. Its a 4 course meal and so there is so much food. But, it's so good...and so expensive...that you feel like you have to eat every last bit that you can. After we got home tonight, I found that I had gained 6 pounds since I weighed myself this morning. It's a good thing I'm fairly skinny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2005231307695369084?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2005231307695369084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2005231307695369084' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2005231307695369084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2005231307695369084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-two-and-three-years.html' title='One, Two and Three (years)'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SGPTiS-0c3I/AAAAAAAAAcI/yxo5YnL80vk/s72-c/Coming+out+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4612660915449764655</id><published>2008-06-22T16:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:01:20.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Branch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ADD'/><title type='text'>Church is hard work.</title><content type='html'>Every Sunday when I get home from church I am just so tired. My calling is exhausting. I feel like all I do is chase kids around all morning. (Part of the problem is that it is in the morning....I don't do well with mornings.)&lt;br /&gt;Usually after church you want dinner, but I don't even eat most times. I just have to come home and take a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that the thing that makes it so hard is not that they are 3...but that they are 3 and that I have to attempt to keep them at least somewhat reverent for such an extended period of time. If we were just playing around it might not be so difficult, but we go to the 3rd hour of classes with the senior primary and I have to admit that if I were 3-years-old, I would probably not have any clue or interest in what is going on in there most of the time either. &lt;br /&gt;And as difficult as it is for the class to sit through it....well, let's just say I guarantee it's at least as hard, if not more so for their teacher who must sit with them in all their difficulty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to say that generally, when you have adult ADD, primary is a good place to be...I enjoy that it keeps my mind active and that I don't have an opportunity to fall asleep like I might if I were in an adult class. (This is especially good for me having excessive daytime sleepiness problems.) &lt;br /&gt;But, hanging out with a bunch of 3-year-olds will wear a person out. (And cause additional excessive daytime sleepiness.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4612660915449764655?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4612660915449764655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4612660915449764655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4612660915449764655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4612660915449764655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/06/church-is-hard-work.html' title='Church is hard work.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7346071355250928084</id><published>2008-06-19T15:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:54:50.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I know...I'm slow.....</title><content type='html'>I know I am way behind on posting something here. I had a really, really busy couple of weeks prior to this; working on some music stuff and stuff for the CD and all that. So now, I need to get caught up on writing about some things. I have a few things I wanted to post about, so I may have some late stories, but maybe late is better than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hopefully I will get to it later tonight...or in the next couple of days. As usual, I'm playing catch up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7346071355250928084?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7346071355250928084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7346071355250928084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7346071355250928084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7346071355250928084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-knowim-slow.html' title='I know...I&apos;m slow.....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5682124140186313300</id><published>2008-06-03T20:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T20:25:02.314-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yard Husband'/><title type='text'>Recently.</title><content type='html'>It was really hot today. According to my car, 96 degrees (which is about 36 degrees for the Canadians). It's supposed to be in the 90's all week. I have to give my trees extra water. &lt;br /&gt;We've been watering them everyday because one of our trees (we have 2), in particular, has special needs. We had one planted in the back initially and then they recently came along and planted one in the front of everyone's house. But, as the ground is pretty much solid rock, they didn't want to put a whole lot of effort into digging a hole and so they pretty much just planted it on top of the ground and then covered it in mulch...which is good for about the first week. So, the tree is a little more unstable, being not completely in the ground. It needs extra help for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;We put a rubber mulch mat on top of both of them, which was a little expensive, compared to regular mulch, but it is doing a good job of protecting the exposed roots and it really keeps the water from evaporating when it gets hot. Our trees are looking pretty much better than anyones now. We feel proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a (volunteer) job of watering my neighbors tree. (Also planted on top of the ground). He has a house here, but he only lives in it 2-3 days per month. He lives in California most of the time. So, he asked us to take care of his trees for him. We had to give his tree a rubber mulch mat too, because when I watered, all the mulch just came off and the roots became exposed. We figured it would not do too well like that. I'd hate to be blamed for the death of his tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot more things that I want to write about, but I have had so much going on recently, I don't have as much time. This week in particular I have something to worry about almost everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5682124140186313300?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5682124140186313300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5682124140186313300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5682124140186313300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5682124140186313300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/06/recently.html' title='Recently.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-457677443324375466</id><published>2008-05-30T23:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T23:58:16.135-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allergies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canadians'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennessee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Juliet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugs'/><title type='text'>Heat, Humidity, Bugs, and Canadians.</title><content type='html'>I feel like it's really stuffy in here right now and it's driving me crazy. It's become suddenly more humid this week. It's like the intense summer humidity just started and it just dropped in and doubled overnight. I usually like humidity, but tonight it's bugging me. I'm stuffed up and feel like I can't breathe. Maybe it's some allergies that are bothering me, but the humidity is making it feel worse to my sinuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's around 11:30pm and it's still like, 80 degrees outside. That's pretty nice. I much prefer the warmer weather....except for the fact that warm weather means more bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are too many bugs, and I'm afraid of them.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; hate it.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, we got some pest control from Steven this week. I don't know if I mentioned it here, but my cousin, Steven, is down in Nashville right now selling pest control as a summer job. So, we got some from him...in hopes that I would live in fear less and it would improve my quality of life if I see less bugs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven and his roommates have come over about 3 times now and hung out with us at our house; had dinner and stuff. It's been fun. It was fun to have Canadians over because at one time there were four of us Canadians in the house and only American (Jerrod). I felt good about that, because Jerrod likes to tease me and make Canadian jokes, but with four Canadians against one American, it was fun to be able to gang up on him for once. haha. That's the most Canadians that have ever been in our house....suddenly I have also really noticed that they (we....I....) talk a little different and they have a little different sense of humor. It's weird that I never noticed it before, but I think this is nearly one of the longest times since I have been back to Canada, so maybe that's why I notice it more suddenly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-457677443324375466?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/457677443324375466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=457677443324375466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/457677443324375466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/457677443324375466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/05/heat-humidity-bugs-and-canadians.html' title='Heat, Humidity, Bugs, and Canadians.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-3290559166369496598</id><published>2008-05-23T15:19:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T16:39:38.766-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><title type='text'>Unfinished jobs.</title><content type='html'>Still haven't got sleep study results back yet. It was supposed to have taken 3 days, but it's now been 2 and a half weeks. After talking to them on the phone numerous times and getting no results, I finally went into the sleep center on Tuesday to find out what was going on and spoke with the lead sleep technician (who did my study). She said that they were going to have it done that night and she would personally bring it to me the next day....which never happened. Apparently they had some problems merging the two different studies, because they usually don't have to do that, and it took them longer. I can understand that, but, they need to stop saying they have them and they will give them to me by the next day if they are not going to do that. I mean, this has happened at least 10 times that I have talked to them and they have given me that story.&lt;br /&gt;And, they have already billed my insurance and so that bugs me that they are getting paid for a job they haven't finished.&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, my concern is that I need these results before I can re-order my medicine. I get my medication through mail order through my insurance and so it will take about 2 weeks to get it. Plus, I may still need time to make an appointment to see my doctor.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to spend a bunch of money ordering 3 months worth of medication that I may not be taking after I get those results back and talk to my doctor. &lt;br /&gt;I'm running out of my medicine, so I really need to get this taken care of. I've explained this. But, still no results.&lt;br /&gt;So, now Jerrod is going to have a chat with them. Somehow when Jerrod chats with people they always seem to listen. He's good at these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-3290559166369496598?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/3290559166369496598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=3290559166369496598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3290559166369496598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3290559166369496598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/05/unfinished-jobs.html' title='Unfinished jobs.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6680461506989639857</id><published>2008-05-17T02:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T07:23:19.585-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yard Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><title type='text'>Diggin' for rocks...or something like that.</title><content type='html'>I think I'm supposed to be in bed right now, 'cause I have to &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"help" &lt;/span&gt;in the yard tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have to do lots of work tomorrow....We have been digging a trench through our back yard to put in a pipe to carry rain water that is causing some drainage problems. Only problem being that the only thing we can dig through is rock as top soil appears to be non-existent. We're digging about a foot down and 8 inches across. You should see some of the big rocks we pulled out in only a few feet of digging. We're probably going to need at least 60 ft more...It's pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind my job too much yet...I just scoop the dirt/rocks out with the shovel, but I don't dig to have to break rock...that's J's job.&lt;br /&gt;Before we started, I told J he was too ambitious about this digging stuff and for once he finally agrees with me, Only took about 2 feet of trench digging for him to actually admit I was right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6680461506989639857?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6680461506989639857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6680461506989639857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6680461506989639857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6680461506989639857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/05/diggin-for-rocksor-something-like-that.html' title='Diggin&apos; for rocks...or something like that.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1245243001533163291</id><published>2008-05-14T11:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:10:45.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><title type='text'>I love tile...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SRVJZ9oFCmI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0sBsHYWAmy0/s1600-h/GF-SandDune_v.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SRVJZ9oFCmI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0sBsHYWAmy0/s400/GF-SandDune_v.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266196049667885666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have to do something with the walls in our kitchen, because, they are painted with flat paint and it's the same problem as in the bathrooms where the high moisture areas don't do well with it. &lt;br /&gt;I was wanting to do a tile back splash because I think that the kitchen walls can get stuff on them so easily, even if they are painted with a glossier paint, having tile will keep it cleaner looking...and be easier to clean up. I mean, it almost seems necessary to have something on the wall: you just get one single small splash of something greasy up there and it's done for. If it's too oily, you have to re-primer before you re-paint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Jerrod I thought it would be a good idea, but he didn't seem to care either way. Then suddenly last week he became convinced he wanted one. So, we did some looking around....I have done quite a bit of looking around, because I know exactly what I want (surprisingly for once!) and I'm trying to find something decent priced. I want a mosaic with a glass and stone blend. I need to have glass, because I do mosaic art and I am a bit of a glass freak. But, in the case of this kitchen, I think some stone it will look good too. The blended look is really nice. We actually found something, but it's more expensive than I had hoped. Now I have to do a lot of research to find a better price! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to snag a sample today from a tile-shop downtown and it looks pretty good in in the kitchen. The above picture is the sample. More browns in it than I would have thought I'd want, but it seems to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1245243001533163291?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1245243001533163291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1245243001533163291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1245243001533163291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1245243001533163291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-love-tile.html' title='I love tile...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SRVJZ9oFCmI/AAAAAAAAAx0/0sBsHYWAmy0/s72-c/GF-SandDune_v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5765475127625123899</id><published>2008-05-13T23:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:56:30.955-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><title type='text'>Waiting....again?!</title><content type='html'>No sleep test results yet. They said I should have them by Monday....and being it's Tuesday, I do not. I called and they said at least by Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it really frustrating. I mean, that's fine if it's going to take a week (or over a week as seems to be the case) but just say that! Don't keep tell me 3 days, if you can't deliver. Then I just worry about getting them and feel like I have to keep calling about it, which I really don't like to do, because it makes me feel like I am being obnoxious. This is the 2nd time they've done this to me, so I'm getting pretty irritated. I expressed this concern and was told that the first time it was just some "miscommunication" in the office that caused it. Well....what is it this time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5765475127625123899?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5765475127625123899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5765475127625123899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5765475127625123899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5765475127625123899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/05/waitingagain.html' title='Waiting....again?!'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8902951521338625682</id><published>2008-05-07T18:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:57:06.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='History'/><title type='text'>Extra tired.</title><content type='html'>So, I have had a pretty bad week...and have done basically nothing, literally, because I have been so tired, it's painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had to have a second sleep test scheduled so they can try to figure out why I am so tired during the day. As of the first study, they were leaning towards the possibility that I may have Narcolepsy or Hypersomnia. The second test is a daytime test, so in order to prepare for this test, I had to completely go off one of my medications and as a result, I have been so tired, I'm half dead. I really didn't even have energy to type anything. I was a whole week without my medicine and it was a painful experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I finished my second study. When I finally got to take my medicine after it was done today, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude to be living in a time where we have modern medicine to help us. Since I'm reading and thinking about history a lot, the thought came to me: "What if I had lived in Elizabethan times, or something like that, and had this condition?! How would I survive?" It made me sad to think of how terrible it would be to live like that...I guess even though I am usually pretty tired, I have now been made painfully aware of how tired I naturally am without any medication to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't know all the results of my study until probably at least Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8902951521338625682?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8902951521338625682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8902951521338625682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8902951521338625682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8902951521338625682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/05/extra-tired.html' title='Extra tired.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8670441646299912740</id><published>2008-04-28T14:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T03:58:30.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Providence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Car'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mazda3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Juliet'/><title type='text'>$20 + $13.75....or nothing....</title><content type='html'>Ok, so awhile back I wrote about how I got a parking ticket for parking in front of my house after 1:00 am. My ticket is due by May 1st and I haven't paid yet. I have been waiting until the last minute, because of course, I don't think it's very cool to have to pay a ticket for parking in front of your house.&lt;br /&gt;However, the last few days I was thinking about possibly going to court and seeing if I could get it taken away and maybe just get them to give me a warning instead. But, I don't know that I really have a good argument, other than this is an unfinished street, has houses still under construction and there is really nobody driving down it in the middle of the night. So, me leaving my car on the street an extra hour isn't hurting anything. &lt;br /&gt;But, the city law is no cars on the street between 1-5:00 am. So, then, does any of that matter? Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;I just called to find out about going to court and they said that if I'm "found guilty" (doesn't that just sound so severe for a parking ticket?) which may likely be the case, I will have to pay an extra $13.75 in court fees. So that will be on top of the $20, making it a total of $33.75 for the stupid parking ticket. If they let it go, it will be nothing, but I don't know if it is worth the risk. Any opinions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8670441646299912740?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8670441646299912740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8670441646299912740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8670441646299912740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8670441646299912740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/20-1375or-nothing.html' title='$20 + $13.75....or nothing....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7919109438897105947</id><published>2008-04-27T17:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T18:04:42.265-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tennessee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Osaka'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travelling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>This brings back memories....</title><content type='html'>Watching this makes me wish I was here again...&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I always wish to be in Osaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="300" data="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=49235" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=f8fd53455a&amp;amp;photo_id=2421057340&amp;amp;show_info_box=true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=49235"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.flickr.com/apps/video/stewart.swf?v=49235" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" flashvars="intl_lang=en-us&amp;amp;photo_secret=f8fd53455a&amp;amp;photo_id=2421057340&amp;amp;flickr_show_info_box=true" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my home in Tennessee, but I also &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Osaka.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7919109438897105947?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7919109438897105947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7919109438897105947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7919109438897105947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7919109438897105947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-brings-back-memories.html' title='This brings back memories....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8179790779575085672</id><published>2008-04-26T15:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T15:38:41.793-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Migraines'/><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>So, I'm still waiting to get my sleep study tests back. I think it will probably (hopefully) be Monday. It takes them a few days to go over them. I read somewhere that a single sleep study generates 800 pages of data. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very anxious about it, because, I didn't feel like I slept the same at the study as I normally do. I didn't think I dreamed as much and I definitely didn't get to sleep as long. I didn't fall asleep until 1:00am and they made me get up before 6:30am. Normally I sleep at least 10 hours. So, I just really hope the results will be the same as they would be on a "normal" night....or at least that they got all the information they need to make an accurate diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a migraine the next day and just felt so frustrated about it the next day because they won't tell you any results at the time. I guess because the technicians aren't doctors, they can't. But, I know they know more than they let on. And they try to ask you all these tricky questions to see what your perception and interpretation of your sleep is, so see if you are accurate or not. I was just irritated that I couldn't find out right away what I need to do next. &lt;br /&gt;I do think that I am going to have to go back for another test where I will stay one night and then one day and have a daytime test. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just am really anxious about all of this because I would &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; like to find a way that I can feel better...and I've tried so many things already, it would be nice if this was finally the answer to what is affecting me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8179790779575085672?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8179790779575085672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8179790779575085672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8179790779575085672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8179790779575085672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7272934312400650103</id><published>2008-04-22T14:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T14:57:28.816-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><title type='text'>So tired....</title><content type='html'>Tonight is an exciting night for me. I'm going to go have a sleep study done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had trouble sleeping almost my entire life. Even when I was little, I didn't ever want to go to sleep. Now, not only do I have terribly bad insomnia, I have chronic daily fatigue which &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; seems to go away. And the problem is, when you are sleeping 10-12 hours a day and then spending the rest of the time just feeling tired and/or sick and tired, you can't accomplish much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm hoping that my sleep study will give me some insight into what might be wrong with me that I am not well. It would be great if they could help me. I feel like I've tried so many things already...I've wanted to go have this done for awhile now, but I thought it was going to be kind of expensive. Turns out, insurance is going to cover me 100%! I am so happy about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I go stay overnight there tonight and possibly another time if they need to get more results. I really hope they can tell me something that will help! I'm exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you know that when a person is this excited about getting a bunch of medical tests done they are getting desperate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7272934312400650103?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7272934312400650103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7272934312400650103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7272934312400650103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7272934312400650103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-tired.html' title='So tired....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1334009282402579016</id><published>2008-04-15T20:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:49:01.612-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><title type='text'>I can see!</title><content type='html'>I got my annual eye exam today. I knew it was going to be a year since I had it done this April and so I was debating on whether or not I should order more contacts before my prescription expired. (Because of course, it's cheaper to not have to pay for a new exam). But, Jerrod said I should go ahead and get a new prescription before I ordered new ones, so I made an appointment to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, she said my eyes were "great" and there was not any change from last year. I was surprised because from the year before to last year, I had my biggest change in prescription ever, so I expected they would have got worse this time too. But, it was exactly the same! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after all that and $75 later, I could have done without the appointment anyway, it seems. Oh well, I guess you never know. At least I have some insurance coverage...it could be worse....&lt;br /&gt;I am so cheap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now comes that hard part in finding a good deal on contacts. I love the Focus Night &amp; Day that I wear so much...it's almost like not having them at all, because you can sleep in them up to 30 days. They are more expensive then some, but they never, ever bother me.(The first couple brands I tried as a teenager weren't very comfortable at all.) And actually, my eyes feel better with them in, because apparently, when you have allergies the contacts can kind of shield your eyes from what irritates them. So, I can hardly stand to take them out...which isn't good either, because the eyes need to rest sometimes, but, it's so difficult to wear glasses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1334009282402579016?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1334009282402579016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1334009282402579016' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1334009282402579016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1334009282402579016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-can-see.html' title='I can see!'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5100663274207246194</id><published>2008-04-09T21:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T21:23:47.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese Friends'/><title type='text'>Computer Guy.</title><content type='html'>I just got home from taking Jerrod some supper at his work. He has been at his office late a few nights recently...until midnight a couple of times this past week. (If any of my Japanese friends are reading this they are probably thinking, "That's nothing, we do that all the time!")&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he has some big projects he is working on, so I guess that's why the long hours. I feel bad that he stays so late, but he enjoys what he does, so that's a good thing. He'd probably be doing it at home for a hobby anyway if someone wasn't paying him to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking last night about another certification the computer security husband is going to be taking soon to be a CEH (Certified Ethical Hacker). I was saying that if you tell someone that, that you are a "Certified Ethical Hacker" they will immediately just hear the word "hacker" and most people would think that's sounds pretty strange to have any certification for that. And, most people don't think of the words "ethical" and "hacker" going together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's kind of fun to think Jerrod has all this knowledge that he has. I tell him I am constantly amazed at his smartness. haha. &lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, he really knows too many things. Nothing gets past him and that makes it hard for me to hide anything!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5100663274207246194?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5100663274207246194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5100663274207246194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5100663274207246194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5100663274207246194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/computer-guy.html' title='Computer Guy.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1412489303001818791</id><published>2008-04-07T03:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:32:28.619-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injuries'/><title type='text'>I injure myself again.</title><content type='html'>I did one coat of paint on the bathroom and my hand is hurt. I got blisters from the roller. Actually, it was hurting after only a few hours, even before I finished one coat. I don't know why it got bad so quickly. Maybe I'm gripping it too hard...too stressed out or something....!&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't be able to work very quickly now...gotta take some breaks and let the had heal!&lt;br /&gt;Painting can be a little exhausting anyway. I think because once you get going, you don't want to stop 'cause you and the brushes are already dirty. So then, you don't end up eating for a long time and then start feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dropped a drawer on my foot today, so my hands and the feet both have problems right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1412489303001818791?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1412489303001818791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1412489303001818791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1412489303001818791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1412489303001818791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-injure-myself-again.html' title='I injure myself again.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2403684264035430858</id><published>2008-04-04T21:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T22:27:55.091-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><title type='text'>Painting (The only kind I'm allowed to do in the house).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R_bt5sAtDlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/QsqJxsJz_fE/s1600-h/sc0006a178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R_bt5sAtDlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/QsqJxsJz_fE/s320/sc0006a178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185593596286144082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm working on starting to paint a bathroom. The builder painted the house in one color, which was an upgrade (anything more than white is) but it is all in the contractor-grade, flat paint, so it does not stand up well to any moisture. Easy to touch up, but easy to mess up too.&lt;br /&gt;So, we decided the bathrooms definitely needed to be redone, as well as the kitchen. After only 3 months, we already had some stains that show through that flat paint, so we need something that is more washable. I think I got some hair gel or something like that on the wall just after we moved in, and it wasn't possible to paint over it. It kept showing through. So, we also had to do some primer on those spots. Kind of a pain, but fixing it now and using a different type of paint will prevent those kind of things make it easier in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We already did the master bathroom a few weeks ago and so now we are doing the guest bath. I thought I would keep the color the same in this bathroom, but at the last minute when I was buying the paint today, I changed my mind. That was quite amazing in itself, because I usually can't make a decision to save my life and I actually made one today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R_bwP8AtDmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/rOpzLTiEdS8/s1600-h/paint.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R_bwP8AtDmI/AAAAAAAAAa4/rOpzLTiEdS8/s320/paint.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185596177561488994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these color chips aren't really that accurate from my recent experience...the paint always turns out lighter. Although, I had heard in the past that you should always expect it to turn out darker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, I want to do the kitchen for sure to get rid of that flat paint and then possibly the dining room. But, the dining room mostly just to change things up a bit with a different color. I'm not looking forward to doing the kitchen though.....with all the cabinets there will be so much trimming to do and I am very, very picky about it. I just hate those uneven lines some people do. I am not happy with some of the spots in my own house. They should just be more careful! It's tedious but I do all edges with a small artists paintbrush. It's kind of crazy, I know, but at least it keeps it nice and clean...and that causes me much less stress later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I'm not supposed to do any of my art painting inside...Jerrod thinks I'm going to get some on the carpet or something like this. So, this is the only painting I'm allowed to do in the house...I really don't see what the difference is.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2403684264035430858?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2403684264035430858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2403684264035430858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2403684264035430858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2403684264035430858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/04/painting-only-kind-im-allowed-to-do-in.html' title='Painting (The only kind I&apos;m allowed to do in the house).'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R_bt5sAtDlI/AAAAAAAAAaw/QsqJxsJz_fE/s72-c/sc0006a178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4195055684539717195</id><published>2008-03-31T15:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T15:28:15.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Meerkats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><title type='text'>You must watch this!</title><content type='html'>In the past, I wrote a bunch about the &lt;a href="http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2007/07/art-by-meerkats.html"&gt;animal paintings&lt;/a&gt; at the Nashville Zoo that we bid on at the silent auction. I first saw them a few years ago and elephant paintings were the first thing that I saw that got me hooked on animal paintings. (We don't have an elephant painting yet...just the meerkat one. Although we did get one for Jerrod's aunt for Christmas). &lt;br /&gt;But, anyway, most of them that I have seen are mostly just random brush strokes of colors...more abstract, that sometimes turns out to look like something recognizable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw this video on YouTube of an elephant doing a painting, and it is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;amazing.&lt;/span&gt; This elephant can draw better than a lot of people can. You must watch this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/He7Ge7Sogrk&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/He7Ge7Sogrk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4195055684539717195?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4195055684539717195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4195055684539717195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4195055684539717195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4195055684539717195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/you-must-watch-this.html' title='You must watch this!'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4860811963489565328</id><published>2008-03-27T01:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T02:37:50.734-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Pictures'/><title type='text'>Bunny with radom things on it's head.</title><content type='html'>Have you seen this rabbit anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sokaisha.hp.infoseek.co.jp/030615/dorayaki.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://sokaisha.hp.infoseek.co.jp/030615/dorayaki.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the most famous picture of Oolong the rabbit; It's made it's way around the internet quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;I discovered Oolong a few years ago, when I was living in Japan, and spent quite awhile one night going through his website checking out the many &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; pictures of Oolong with random things on his bunny head. &lt;br /&gt;You will not believe the number of pictures this guy has with things on the rabbit's head. Here's a little sample:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fsinet.or.jp/~sokaisha/rabbit/010130/book.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.fsinet.or.jp/~sokaisha/rabbit/010130/book.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fsinet.or.jp/~sokaisha/rabbit/001127/kitchenpaper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.fsinet.or.jp/~sokaisha/rabbit/001127/kitchenpaper.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.fsinet.or.jp/~sokaisha/rabbit/010130/mikan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.fsinet.or.jp/~sokaisha/rabbit/010130/mikan.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sokaisha.hp.infoseek.co.jp/020419/candle2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://sokaisha.hp.infoseek.co.jp/020419/candle2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a link to Oolong's website in the sidebar, but you can also view it &lt;a href="http://www.fsinet.or.jp/~sokaisha/rabbit/rabbit.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This is in Japanese, but you don't need to understand it....just click on the links. No explanation needed...just see the pictures! &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Oolong has now passed away. However, I thought I would share this site, even though it's a little older. I think a bunny with random things on it's head never quite looses it's appeal! &lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4860811963489565328?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4860811963489565328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4860811963489565328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4860811963489565328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4860811963489565328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/have-you-seen-this-rabbit-anywhere-this.html' title='Bunny with radom things on it&apos;s head.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8753088664250261360</id><published>2008-03-24T11:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T02:04:26.182-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Providence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><title type='text'>Free dirt and parking tickets for all.</title><content type='html'>We've been thinking we needed to get some dirt to fill in some areas in the back yard that got trampled when the neighbors behind us put in a fence. The workers make huge trenches in our yard because it was rainy and muddy when they were doing it. We called the builder and asked them to come fix it, but they did a really mediocre job and we needed to do more to make it better. There is also a lot of water that runs back there into a drainage area when it rains so we needed to build up the dirt and work on re-seeding it to get the grass to grow after the damage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw that some other neighbors behind us were putting in some new stones for a patio and they had dug up some of their backyard and made a pile of dirt. Jerrod saw them and asked if we could have it and they were very happy to give it to us, since they weren't sure what they were going to do with it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;So, we spent awhile shoveling it into some wheelbarrows and hauling it over (not too far, thankfully, and closer than if we had borrowed it from elsewhere). It was just enough to fill the spots we needed, so it worked out pretty well. I learned that dirt is really heavy. Dirt in Tennessee is mostly hard clumps of clay and rock and is not easy to spread and break up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to meet these neighbors. They seem pretty nice. I wasn't really sure who they were, but as it turns out, they are a young newlywed couple. We talked with them for awhile and funny story, they told us that the night before when they were putting their patio stones in, they had some friends over helping them until late at night and had their cars parked on the street...so guess who got parking tickets?&lt;br /&gt;They got three of them! $60 worth! They said they didn't even know about the no-parking-on-the-street-after-1:00am law. So, they were quite shocked and surprised to hear that I had recently got a ticket too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8753088664250261360?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8753088664250261360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8753088664250261360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8753088664250261360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8753088664250261360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/free-dirt-and-parking-tickets-for-all.html' title='Free dirt and parking tickets for all.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4786500997320003699</id><published>2008-03-21T23:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:45:24.649-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><title type='text'>Not Again...and healthcare is...interesting sometimes</title><content type='html'>I actually had a couple of semi-interesting thoughts today I was going to write about, but I have a super bad migraine tonight and so now I can't focus enough to write anything...so I may have to try another time...&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! My head hurts sooo much!!! &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it's better than it hurting everyday like it used to...every few days is somewhat bearable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, one funny thing that I learned today: &lt;br /&gt;So, this receptionist from one of my Dr.'s offices called me and left a message on my voice mail, saying, " This is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the doctors office&lt;/span&gt; Just calling to remind you about your follow-up appointment on Monday. You can call us back if you have any other questions."&lt;br /&gt;Uh, yes, I do have a question: Who are you? I have at least 5-10 doctors that could be calling me for a follow-up appointment, so I'm pretty sure that's a question I need to find out.&lt;br /&gt;I called the number back and say, "Uh, I hear I have an appointment, but who are you?!" haha. They told me that according to HIPAA law they can't say the name of the Doctor or clinic. It's just the "Doctor's office". Kind of weird. I never knew about that before...at least none of my other doctor's offices do that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4786500997320003699?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4786500997320003699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4786500997320003699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4786500997320003699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4786500997320003699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-again.html' title='Not Again...and healthcare is...interesting sometimes'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4792670055439643257</id><published>2008-03-19T23:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:52:17.873-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mac'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Pictures'/><title type='text'>Pictures...</title><content type='html'>I downloaded the GIMP software today and now I have another thing to distract me while I try to figure it out. It's pretty cool for being free and all. It's kind of Photoshop-ish, but it doesn't seem quite as difficult as Photoshop....(although it's been awhile since I tried to use Photoshop). &lt;br /&gt;I used to do all my photo editing with Microsoft Digital Image Suite, which was pretty OK for what I was doing. It is fairly user friendly and I knew how to use it well enough to get things done fairly quickly (except for the fact that I am a perfectionist and everything takes me a long time).&lt;br /&gt;We can still run Windows in a virtual machine inside our Macs, but then to use the Windows machine, I still have to switch back and forth. It's not difficult, but then not quite as convenient as just using one machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of pictures, I need to post some more. But, Jerrod is going to re-build my computer again in the next few days and I am not uploading much onto my machine until then...so when I get completely settled with my new computer, I will have everything again and hopefully will be able to post something more interesting with pictures and video!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4792670055439643257?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4792670055439643257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4792670055439643257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4792670055439643257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4792670055439643257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7215904095069935638</id><published>2008-03-14T00:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T00:24:28.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Interesting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amazing'/><title type='text'>Genius With A Tiny Brain</title><content type='html'>Did you know that pigeons are smarter than you?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe it depends who you are. haha. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is some interesting stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.msn.com/video.aspx?mkt=en-US&amp;brand=&amp;vid=47d0352c-f3ab-4399-a689-bd7abf73f135" target="_new" title="Pigeon Genius"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img1.catalog.video.msn.com/Image.aspx?uuid=47d0352c-f3ab-4399-a689-bd7abf73f135&amp;w=112&amp;h=84" border=0 alt="Pigeon Genius" width=112 height=84&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pigeon Genius&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7215904095069935638?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7215904095069935638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7215904095069935638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7215904095069935638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7215904095069935638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/did-you-know-that-pigeons-are-smarter.html' title='Genius With A Tiny Brain'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1841978916985148070</id><published>2008-03-12T11:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:40:23.549-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Providence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mazda3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Juliet'/><title type='text'>And $20 later....</title><content type='html'>I think I forgot to mention that last week I got a ticket for parking in front of my driveway. Yes, this is a true story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city of Mt. Juliet has a law that you can't park on the street between 1:00 and 5:00 AM. We usually keep all our vehicles in the driveway, but I happened to move my car out this day because I was trying to be thoughtful and helpful and do something nice as Jerrod was going to mow the lawn (for the first time) and I was trying to make sure he had enough room to get the lawnmower out of the garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:00 in the morning I realized that my car was still parked in front of the driveway and not IN the driveway and so I ran out there to move it and sure enough, I already had received a parking ticket, courtesy of the Mt. Juliet police. I can't believe they don't have any bigger crime to find than me on my quiet street (which is partially still under construction), and give me a ticket only an hour after the no parking time. It's a $20 ticket! For parking in front of my own driveway! (Actually, with the right 2 wheels pretty much in the driveway anyway). Not nice at all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1841978916985148070?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1841978916985148070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1841978916985148070' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1841978916985148070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1841978916985148070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-20-later.html' title='And $20 later....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-1603681051371841047</id><published>2008-03-08T19:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:48:19.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mac for Me.</title><content type='html'>Jerrod is giving me his Mac this weekend. I'm excited to get it. I'm probably going to want to play around with it a bunch, but I have so much other stuff to do right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-1603681051371841047?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/1603681051371841047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=1603681051371841047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1603681051371841047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/1603681051371841047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/mac-for-me.html' title='A Mac for Me.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2577618330884788923</id><published>2008-03-07T20:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T20:32:04.017-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cleaning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><title type='text'>I Give Congratulations To Myself.</title><content type='html'>I have an announcement to make: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two and a half months of living in my house, I have managed to keep my side of the closet clean. It has not been messy yet! Even Jerrod acknowledges that I am doing a good job with it, and I think he is very surprised about it, considering my past track record. &lt;br /&gt;Since I started sharing a closet with Jerrod in this new house, I knew I would have to try harder to keep it clean to prevent excessive stress on his part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny to me, because I hadn't even thought much about it until recently. Now, in the past couple of days I've realized that after I started hanging up my clothes, it magically stays clean!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2577618330884788923?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2577618330884788923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2577618330884788923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2577618330884788923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2577618330884788923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-give-congratulations-to-myself.html' title='I Give Congratulations To Myself.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5550782895962052255</id><published>2008-03-05T11:44:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T12:10:27.294-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scrapbooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Painting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Recently...</title><content type='html'>I've been very neglectful in writing anything here in the past while. I have just been either busy, tired, both...or not feeling like doing anything. So basically, I guess what I have been up to recently is:&lt;br /&gt;- Songwriting&lt;br /&gt;- Painting, both a bathroom with Jerrod and an old cedar chest I acquired a few months back. (more on that disaster later.)&lt;br /&gt;- Practicing some recording with my new at home set up&lt;br /&gt;- Playing with my camera and starting to make some videos&lt;br /&gt;- Thinking a lot about what to do for my Primary class&lt;br /&gt;- Planning lessons and shopping and making things for my Primary class&lt;br /&gt;- Reading &lt;br /&gt;- Researching things I am working on for music, art, primary, etc.&lt;br /&gt;- Hanging out with Jerrod&lt;br /&gt;- Doing a little scrapbooking, here and there...&lt;br /&gt;- Sleeping more than I want to and feeling not so great some days.&lt;br /&gt;- And more or less of the usual...It all sounds pretty usual!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5550782895962052255?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5550782895962052255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5550782895962052255' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5550782895962052255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5550782895962052255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/03/recently.html' title='Recently...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5459221354599238727</id><published>2008-02-25T02:27:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:26:03.974-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Primary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Branch'/><title type='text'>"I'm thankful for the fish."</title><content type='html'>Sometime last year, when Jerrod and I were in our other ward and teaching the 8-year-olds class at church, I remember we walked by a class of smaller kids, who I am now assuming must have been 3 or 4, and they were learning about how Heavenly Father gives us fish. The lesson was called, "I'm thankful for the fish." &lt;br /&gt;At the time, I said to Jerrod, "I want to teach the lesson about the fish. That sounds like a fun class. haha."&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I got my wish, because I am now the new teacher of the 3-year-olds in our branch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrod and I both got asked to do new things at church. Jerrod is now the branch missionary leader. It's going to be a little bit of a big job...mostly because he has to be to 7:30 am meetings on Sunday's, and we are, of course, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; morning people. I'm feeling a little bad for him about that. The branch president stressed to him many times that he really feels that this is the most important calling in the branch. They just started this branch a year ago and they haven't seen the growth in our area like they had hoped because of the housing market being as slow as it is. So, we need to work on our missionary work a lot. Which, of course, every branch or ward does, but when a branch is new, we have to work extra hard to strengthen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I went in and sat with my new class this past Sunday and came to find out that they are quite the handful. A bit out of control. Our primary presidency told me that they didn't have the most structured time in nursery...I guess because they didn't always have a consistent teacher or schedule like needed to. (There is a shortage of people when you have a smaller/new branch, I guess.) So, apparently they are not used to having much routine at church.&lt;br /&gt;I understand that they are 3, but I don't think this means that they are allowed to disobey when an adult tells them "no". I will have to see how it goes once we get going. I am hoping that once we get in a schedule and they come to expect that, they will start to calm down some.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5459221354599238727?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5459221354599238727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5459221354599238727' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5459221354599238727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5459221354599238727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-thankful-for-fish_25.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m thankful for the fish.&quot;'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2421215048707477504</id><published>2008-02-23T02:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T02:30:53.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recording'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Studio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voice Lessons'/><title type='text'>My Head Is Full</title><content type='html'>In my efforts to allow myself more productive vocal practice sessions, I've decided that I am going to start doing some recording myself at home. I want to be able to listen back to myself and analyze what I am doing more closely. I also think that it will help me to feel more confident going into the studio. Being primarily a live performer, it's somewhat difficult to get used to the studio setting and adjust to the environment. For example: wearing headphones, like you have to do in a studio, changes the pressure on your ears and so you have to learn to hear things differently. I don't think it's the most natural thing for someone who has a lot of voice training.&lt;br /&gt;I got a mixer and have a new microphone coming to me. Now all I have to do is learn how to use the software. I'm going with Cubase. Just the LE version, but a challenge for me when I have no experience with it. I feel like there are a lot of things I am focused on recently and my head is full of a lot of new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.spiritone.com/~pmc/mlkclasses_pics/cubase_le_screen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.spiritone.com/~pmc/mlkclasses_pics/cubase_le_screen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2421215048707477504?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2421215048707477504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2421215048707477504' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2421215048707477504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2421215048707477504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-head-is-full.html' title='My Head Is Full'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5336196206420472136</id><published>2008-02-18T17:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:59:26.997-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Providence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nashville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Juliet'/><title type='text'>I made a video.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my computer is rebuilt and back to me. (Jerrod put XP back on it instead of Vista, to speed things up, but I'm not quite sure how I feel about that yet...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Saturday, I tried made a little video and this is the first chance I had to post it. I'm going to have to play around with the settings and editing more on the camera, I think, but this is my start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a couple days after the fact, but here it is anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHkU6DHipIU&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cHkU6DHipIU&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5336196206420472136?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5336196206420472136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5336196206420472136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5336196206420472136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5336196206420472136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-made-video.html' title='I made a video.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7695266855271437624</id><published>2008-02-16T21:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:57:54.623-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><title type='text'>I was going to post, but...</title><content type='html'>I spent a little time today playing with my camcorder and I was planning on making my first video blog to post here. However, Jerrod wants me to give him my computer so he can start rebuilding it tonight. So, I don't think I am going to be able to edit my video until at least tomorrow or Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Giving up my computer is always a painful experience. But, it will be better and faster after, so hopefully it will be worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-7695266855271437624?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7695266855271437624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7695266855271437624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7695266855271437624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7695266855271437624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-was-going-to-post-but_16.html' title='I was going to post, but...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5439166644719975755</id><published>2008-02-13T23:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T23:48:54.985-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Weather'/><title type='text'>The Next YouTube Superstar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bhphotovideo.com/images/items/539207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.bhphotovideo.com/images/items/539207.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got a prize in the mail. A present from Jerrod, actually. He recently bought me a camcorder and it came today. I got a Canon ZR950. I spent awhile trying to figure out what would be the best for me to get and it was difficult, because since this is my first one, I'm not sure what my use will really be with it. I didn't want to spend too much because of that. But, at the same time, I want something that will have good enough quality videos. So, hopefully this will be a start.&lt;br /&gt;So, I might start making a few video blogs now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrod, of course, doesn't like his picture taken. He thinks that I may have a lack of subjects to record and so, being he is the only one around, is afraid that I may come after him with it. I told him I may need a pug dog to go with my new camcorder so I have something to record!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5439166644719975755?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5439166644719975755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5439166644719975755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5439166644719975755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5439166644719975755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/next-youtube-superstar.html' title='The Next YouTube Superstar'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-650324101447875834</id><published>2008-02-11T19:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T20:52:11.123-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite TV Shows'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opera'/><title type='text'>Ah, Singing! Finally!</title><content type='html'>So, I just turned on the TV, was flipping through the guide and found a new show. It's called, &lt;a href="http://"&gt;Bathroom Divas: So You Want To Be An Opera Star?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a show that's a singing competition type thing...like American Idol for opera singers and much more low budget. Not sure about the name of the show...I think they call it "Bathroom Divas" because supposedly the singers are going from singing in the shower to singing opera. (However, I don't think that anyone goes from singing in the shower to suddenly being an opera singer...I have personally know is a lot more in between there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just very happy to finally see a singing competition on TV that has singers, being judged by real professional, trained singers, coaches and teachers. And nice to see it's not all about showing how bad some people can look and sound on national TV. &lt;br /&gt;It's on a small network, that we didn't have until we got DirecTV. It would be good to see a show like this coming from a more mainstream source, because it would be nice if more of the general public could truly respect the art more and understand the amount of skill it takes for us to learn to sing opera and classical music. It's pretty much a lifelong process, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually, I think this is a Canadian show. So, maybe you've already seen it back home?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-650324101447875834?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/650324101447875834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=650324101447875834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/650324101447875834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/650324101447875834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/ah-singing-finally_11.html' title='Ah, Singing! Finally!'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5880841157401914638</id><published>2008-02-08T23:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:15:22.668-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='testimony'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LDS temple'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Franklin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being late'/><title type='text'>Going to The Temple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lds.org/multimedia/files//5274_nashvilleTN_hr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.lds.org/multimedia/files//5274_nashvilleTN_hr.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we made plans to go down to Franklin, about 45 minutes south, to go to the our church's temple. &lt;br /&gt;Jerrod came home from work a little later than he had hoped, because he had some meetings that held him up and then he was also feeling quite sick. Last time we had planned to go, he had also been sick too, and we hadn't been able to go because of that. But, we didn't want to put off going any longer, so Jerrod said he wanted to try to get there no matter what this time. I felt sorry that he was not feeling so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since were were also running late, we weren't sure if we could get there when we needed to be, but I guess we must have both been praying for it, because the traffic was cleared in some normally busy areas, in rush hour, and we got to the temple with time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;We were also asked to help out with some things while we were at the temple, which was special. I guess that we must have really been meant to be there today, because even with the negativity that tried to stop us beforehand, we were still able to go and have a very good experience that was a great strength to my testimony of the gospel. I could feel the spirit strong, telling me that the things we learn about at the church and in the temple are true. To be able to go into that haven, safe and away from the cares of the world is a blessing. A great opportunity to step back and put life into prospective.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5880841157401914638?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5880841157401914638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5880841157401914638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5880841157401914638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5880841157401914638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/going-to-temple.html' title='Going to The Temple'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6875474361737853604</id><published>2008-02-07T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:17:15.272-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Videos'/><title type='text'>A thouroughly entertaining video...and I hurt myself again...</title><content type='html'>I could watch this over and over again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzRH3iTQPrk&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FzRH3iTQPrk&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, and I also hurt myself &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt; today! This time it was my leg. I was at Hobby Lobby (which is a craft/home decor store) and there was this big metal cross, for a lawn ornament or something, that was sticking out into an aisle, (not put away properly) and I ran into it. I got a bruise on my ankle and it hurt to walk for the rest of the day. &lt;br /&gt;So, now that is two injuries to two limbs, in one week. &lt;br /&gt;(I did wake up with my arm was swollen the next day after hitting it on the weight bench. It's almost better now though.) &lt;br /&gt;It just hasn't been a good week when it comes to the safety of my limbs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6875474361737853604?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6875474361737853604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6875474361737853604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6875474361737853604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6875474361737853604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/thouroughly-entertaining.html' title='A thouroughly entertaining video...and I hurt myself again...'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6726344782733861487</id><published>2008-02-06T00:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:19:13.205-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art Projects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Good Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tornado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Injuries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Furniture'/><title type='text'>Good weather....I hurt myself....bad Weather</title><content type='html'>Today the temperature got up to 73 degrees. That's how it should be in February, as far as I am concerned. If it was this nice everyday, I would feel better. I always feel better when the weather is nicer.&lt;br /&gt;So, since it was nice out, I had to work outside to take advantage of the good day. &lt;br /&gt;I mostly finished up organizing my stuff in the garage. Jerrod cleaned it all up a couple weeks ago, and left my stuff on one side for me. But, I couldn't do much with it when it was cold out, because I didn't want to stay outside in that. (I hate cold a lot.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to have injured myself again. I am a little too good at running into things. When I was cleaning I hit my funny bone on Jerrod's weight bench in possibly the most un-funny way possible. My arm is still hurting very badly hours later and doesn't want to bend anymore. It was more than the average hitting the funny bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started sanding a cedar chest that I've had for months now, that I have been planning to re-finish. It was a second-hand item that I got awhile back, but I haven't had the chance to do much with it...and also wasn't sure how I wanted to finish it, so I was hesitating to start. But, now I think I am going to do it in black to match our dresser and use it in the bedroom to store extra blankets and that sort of thing. It's pretty dirty right now and so it's going to be a lot of work to clean up. I'm a germ-a-phobe, so that kind of freaks me out. But, at least I got a good portion of the sanding done, which is good. I really have a desire to refinish furniture, because it's cheaper if you can find something good that is second-hand and also, it allows you to be creative in doing a finish you want. But, I &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really, &lt;/span&gt; REALLY hate sanding ...my arms and hands get tired quickly, even with the electric sander. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been lots of bad storms and tornadoes in the south tonight, including Middle Tennessee. Doesn't sound like much came into Wilson County (where we are) though. But, there was quite a bit near where we used to live, not too far away. We have had some rain and quite a bit of wind, but from what they are saying is going on in some other areas, nothing very bad comparatively. Hopefully it stays that way. I feel more concerned about storm damage now that we are homeowners and not just renting. It would not be fun to have to be the ones to have to fix things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6726344782733861487?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6726344782733861487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6726344782733861487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6726344782733861487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6726344782733861487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-weatheri-hurt-myselfbad-weather.html' title='Good weather....I hurt myself....bad Weather'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4207617500394119156</id><published>2008-02-04T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:19:56.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apartment'/><title type='text'>My thought for today..,</title><content type='html'>My house is not that big...just average size, probably, but after living in an apartment, every time I have to walk from one side to the other, it seems like, ah, it's so far! It's such a long walk!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4207617500394119156?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4207617500394119156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4207617500394119156' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4207617500394119156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4207617500394119156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-thought-for-today.html' title='My thought for today..,'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5705602788339770063</id><published>2008-02-04T03:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:20:59.140-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nice Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missionaries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Sunday Dinner</title><content type='html'>We had the missionaries from church over tonight, which was nice. Nice of us to feed them! haha, Just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;Jerrod cooked Chili and I made potato casseroles...(don't get too excited now)....from a box. I also made croissants...from a box &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; cupcakes....yes, also from a box. &lt;br /&gt;That it came from a box is not important...box food can be delicious....the point is that I(helped) cook supper and then donated my food to others. I did something nice today! :)&lt;br /&gt;I also took a few cupcakes to give to the kids of my next door neighbors. They thought it was very sweet, so that made me happy. I did a good deed today, and it even involved making something in the kitchen. Who would have thought....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5705602788339770063?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5705602788339770063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5705602788339770063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5705602788339770063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5705602788339770063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/sunday-dinner.html' title='Sunday Dinner'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-3497346412063559272</id><published>2008-02-03T19:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:32:18.574-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House Pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Furniture'/><title type='text'>The Long Awaited Shelf</title><content type='html'>I was actually able to wake up for church today, which in my mind, was a miracle, because I got little sleep last night and I usually need about 10 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon Jerrod and I spent some time getting out house organized somewhat more, as we had a bookshelf we got over the weekend to set up in the living room. We had some boxes to moved still and we put them away to make room for the new shelf. Most of those boxes are just full of books and we are going to get another bookshelf to put up in the bonus room to actually hold them.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R64brA_JpeI/AAAAAAAAAao/nlcLtnjwu9s/s1600-h/Shelf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R64brA_JpeI/AAAAAAAAAao/nlcLtnjwu9s/s320/Shelf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165096248453735906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shelf we got this weekend was one we have been planning on getting for awhile. We were always planning on getting it, but the furniture store never had it on sale and I, of course, refuse to pay full price for the most part. So, we were kind of waiting to get it and looking around at some other places to see if there was something we liked more for a better price. But, it turned out that this model was going to be going out of stock now and so we ended up getting a floor model at $75 off the regular price. So, it made me feel better to know it was a sale, even if it was a floor model...there is a few scratches that we will repair, but this was the last of this color too, so we didn't have much choice in that.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it fills up the room very nicely. We have some pendant lights that we had bought a long time ago to put over top and it actually turned out looking really good over the shelf. Even better than I expected! So, I am very pleased. Now just to figure out what I want to put on it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-3497346412063559272?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/3497346412063559272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=3497346412063559272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3497346412063559272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/3497346412063559272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/long-awaited-shelf.html' title='The Long Awaited Shelf'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R64brA_JpeI/AAAAAAAAAao/nlcLtnjwu9s/s72-c/Shelf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-6541385641338805281</id><published>2008-02-02T23:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:34:38.752-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Hinckley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hymns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prophet'/><title type='text'>"We thank thee, oh God, for a prophet..."</title><content type='html'>Today I spent a lot of the afternoon watching the live broadcast of the funeral of President Gordon B, Hinkley and also some of the memorial tributes to him that were running on BYU-TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service that was held, was, of course, very nice and the spirit of the truthfulness of him being a true prophet of God was definitely felt by all it was definitely felt. It was so great to hear from some of the General Authorities of the church, including President Monson, who will become our next latter-day prophet and president of the church. At the end of the service they showed some video clips of him humbly visiting the members of the church in many places worldwide. And then his greatness was shown; even receiving the highest honors from the President of the United States. The thought then came to me that after seeing just those few short video clips, it would be nearly impossible to deny that a man of God, even a prophet had not just been shown. He could have been no less than a prophet of God.&lt;br /&gt;I felt so sad when I heard President Hinckley had died last week. I felt I wasn't finished having him here! I will miss hearing him speak and his sense of humor and feeling the love he has for the church. He was president of the church for 12 years, which was really most of my impressionable years growing up. As one of the general authorities who spoke today put it, the youth really felt like he was "their prophet," which I think was true. Because, for my generation, he was the prophet that most of us grew up with, so I think we feel a keen sense of closeness to him. And when I was a teenager, it seemed like we had a lot of firesides where he often spoke specifically to the youth and I always thought that was pretty neat that the Prophet thought we as youth were important enough to come speak to us so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the week as I've thought about the blessing of having a prophet today and President Hinckley's guidance to us specifically in the last 12 years, the words to this &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/churchmusic/detailmusicPlayer/index.html?searchlanguage=1&amp;searchcollection=1&amp;searchseqstart=19&amp;searchsubseqstart=%20&amp;searchseqend=19&amp;searchsubseqend=ZZZ"&gt;hymn&lt;/a&gt; came to my mind often:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;We thank thee, oh God, for a prophet to guide us in these latter-days. &lt;br /&gt;We thank thee for sending the gospel to lighten our minds with it rays.&lt;br /&gt;We thank thee for every blessing bestowed by thy bounteous hand.&lt;br /&gt;We feel it a pleasure to serve thee and love to obey thy command.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When dark clouds of trouble hang o'er us and threaten our peace to destroy,&lt;br /&gt;There is hope smiling brightly before us, and we know that deliverance is nigh.&lt;br /&gt;We doubt not the Lord nor his goodness, we've proved him in days that are passed.&lt;br /&gt;The wicked who fight against Zion will surely be smitten at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll sing of his goodness and mercy. We'll praise him by day and by night&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice in his glorious gospel, and bask in its life giving light.&lt;br /&gt;Thus onto eternal perfection, the honest and faithful will go,&lt;br /&gt;While they who reject this glad message, shall never such happiness know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-6541385641338805281?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/6541385641338805281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=6541385641338805281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6541385641338805281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/6541385641338805281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/02/we-thank-thee-oh-god-for-prophet.html' title='&quot;We thank thee, oh God, for a prophet...&quot;'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8986676553213477948</id><published>2008-01-31T23:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:35:36.170-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>Rest</title><content type='html'>I haven't much to say recently. The past few days seemed to have slipped away in a daze, as my sleep has been considerably more messed up than usual this week. I struggle with insomnia every night, of course, but sometimes I go through periods where it is worse than others. I have very intense dreams that make me so restless that even the sleep I do get, does not leave me feeling rested. Hence feeling the need to sleep 12 hours a day on a regular basis. (And no, I don't &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt; sleeping this much. It does make it surprisingly difficult to accomplish anything, thanks for asking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what must be going on in my mind while I am trying to sleep. Not much resting, I think. And this, is the problem. &lt;br /&gt;I keep wondering if maybe I should go to a sleep study and if they could help me at all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8986676553213477948?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8986676553213477948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8986676553213477948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8986676553213477948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8986676553213477948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/restdoes-it-truly-exist-or-not.html' title='Rest'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2906631962577561921</id><published>2008-01-28T11:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:41:45.087-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allergies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allergy Shots'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><title type='text'>Allergy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>Ok, this may not seem like a big deal to anyone reading this, but it is a big deal to me, so I'm going to tell you anyway! &lt;br /&gt;It is my one year anniversary of getting allergy shots. Doesn't seem exciting? Well, this means that for exactly one year I have been faithfully getting one shot, sometimes 2 shots per week. One needle in each arm. I have probably got 200+ needles in this past year. That's quite a lot when I probably only had 30 in my life previous to this. I am just proud of myself that I stuck with it, because it's not fun. You have to go there, wait, get poked...twice...and wait 20 minutes before you can leave. It's just a pain. But, I made it through a full year of it, hardly ever missing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how many more years I will have, but it seems to have helped some, so I will keep doing it if it will clear up these terrible allergies I have developed. It may take awhile, but I've got a year behind me and some improvement, so I have some hope about it now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2906631962577561921?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2906631962577561921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2906631962577561921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2906631962577561921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2906631962577561921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/allergy-anniversary.html' title='Allergy Anniversary'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-369155746896565488</id><published>2008-01-27T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:37:56.311-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Providence'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bugs'/><title type='text'>In My House and My In Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>Today was a little warmer, finally. Not that you can expect much in January. Even in Tennessee it gets chilly in the winter. But, today was alright for January weather. I have been waiting for a day when I could spray around my house for bugs and took the opportunity to do so today.&lt;br /&gt;You may think that there would not be bugs this time of year, but in Tennessee, there is. As soon as there gets a semi-warm day, they are out and about and coming to find me. As I have mentioned before, I have a deep and intense fear and hatred of most insects, so I have to prevent them from coming near me and my house whenever possible.&lt;br /&gt;I have some pretty good bug spray that I got at Wal-Mart a few couple ago. It was only about $7 for a huge jug of it and I used to drench the outside of my apartment with it. It seemed to help more than when I would get the apartment to send their pest control people over. I put it around the doors, windows, baseboards and pretty much anywhere else that the instructions say to and I could think of. Hopefully this will keep them away. It took awhile to do the entire house inside and out, but it will be worth it if I don't have to see them...especially the ones that I am really terrified of. Hopefully those ones only live in Nashville and not Mt. Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrod and I also went for a walk around the neighborhood. There is still a lot of construction around here and we like to see what everyone else is doing to their houses and what options they are choosing. I'm still convinced that we got one of best lots and that we made some of the best choices we could have for options. &lt;br /&gt;When I look at some of these houses and at the colors some people choose, I realize a lot of people just don't have an eye for these things. It kind of baffles my mind a little bit how they can mess these things up when all the choices are just neutral, but sometimes, they just do. Just the way I need help with technical and logical things as an artistic person, people who are not artistic need artistic help with these sorts of things. &lt;br /&gt;It pains my soul to see it happen. They just need someone with an eye to tell them, "No!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another funny thing: we just had a neighbor move in behind us and one of the first things they did when they got here was install an outdoor ceiling fan on the patio. It's so funny because they keep turning it on when the temperature was practically freezing. (It &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; January). I guess they're &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; trying to cool it down outside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-369155746896565488?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/369155746896565488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=369155746896565488' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/369155746896565488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/369155746896565488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-little-warmer-finally.html' title='In My House and My In Neighborhood'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-4820074491247696097</id><published>2008-01-24T00:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:39:13.216-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='YouTube Video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hockey'/><title type='text'>Darcy's Game. January 18, 2008.</title><content type='html'>Last week, my sister, Shara, sent me an audio clip of a live broadcast of a game that our brother, Darcy, played in on January 18th. This clip features a goal that Darcy got for the Olds Grizzlys, who he was playing as a guest with this night. Closer to the end there is a short interview with the team's assistant coach, who talks about Darcy after the goal. I thought I would add some pictures to the audio and make it into a video and put it on youtube so that it would be easier to listen to without having to download the file she sent. The pictures are just a few random shots of Darcy playing, not from this game in particular. The rotate rather slowly, because I only had a limited number of pictures to use, as Darcy said he didn't know how to upload pictures to the computer to give me more. (I think we might need to get him into some computer classes in his spare time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wD2NqViZKHw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wD2NqViZKHw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-4820074491247696097?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/4820074491247696097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=4820074491247696097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4820074491247696097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/4820074491247696097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/darcys-game-january-18-2008.html' title='Darcy&apos;s Game. January 18, 2008.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-405267395278781470</id><published>2008-01-19T14:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:41:17.389-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medicine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health Care'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Migraines'/><title type='text'>The Cost of Not Having a Headache</title><content type='html'>So, unfortunately, our co-pay for prescriptions went up at the beginning of this year. We used to pay $10 for generic, $20 for preferred brands, and $30 for non-preferred brands. We thought the prices were going to be increasing $10 each, but as it turns out, each has &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;doubled.&lt;/span&gt; I didn't realize this until I ordered a refill for my migraine medicine the other day and saw it came to $60, instead of the usual $30.&lt;br /&gt;This is for a 3 month supply, however, so at least you get a decent amount. The crazy part is, although I pay $60 for my migraine medicine, on top of that my insurance still pays $446.00! So, thats over $500 for 90 little pills. Which means, they cost approximately $5.62 each. Now that &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; crazy. This is the cost of preventing daily headaches. I am very upset that my co-pay has doubled, but thank goodness we have decent insurance. How would someone possibly afford it other wise? The average person couldn't. You just live with your migraines or whatever else is wrong with you I guess...If you can live with them, without your $500 medicine.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R5JoyoGXRCI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tT9mksFsTeY/s1600-h/image.aspx+i%3D13587b.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R5JoyoGXRCI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tT9mksFsTeY/s400/image.aspx+i%3D13587b.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157299742259495970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-405267395278781470?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/405267395278781470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=405267395278781470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/405267395278781470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/405267395278781470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/cost-of-not-having-headache.html' title='The Cost of Not Having a Headache'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R5JoyoGXRCI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/tT9mksFsTeY/s72-c/image.aspx+i%3D13587b.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-406977380317347222</id><published>2008-01-18T22:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:42:40.198-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Buying Online'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Present'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy (late) Birthday, Jerrod</title><content type='html'>Jerrod's Birthday was this week. (He's 33 now...seems old to someone as young as me. haha. Just kidding.) He has had it in his head that he wanted a new drill, a DeWalt drill, for awhile now. They aren't cheap, and they don't go on sale very often. I wanted to get one for him either for Christmas of for his birthday, but I couldn't find one that was less than retail...and I can't pay full price for anything. After weeks and weeks of searching and watching DeWalt Drills on eBay, I finally bid on and won one a brand new drill for $60 less than retail. This was pretty good, because most of them, even on eBay, were going for close to what you would pay for them new at Lowe's or Home Depot.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R5PneYGXREI/AAAAAAAAAZg/58oj92IhBiM/s1600-h/Jerroddrill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R5PneYGXREI/AAAAAAAAAZg/58oj92IhBiM/s320/Jerroddrill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157720507320583234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem was that the seller, who had promised to ship it within 2 days, "forgot" or for whatever reason decided not to do so. So, it did not arrive on time and I felt bad that I had no present to give him on his actual birthday. I sent the seller a little bit of a reprimand and told him that he messed up my plans for my husband's birthday present and as a seller myself, I know it is not fair to promise something to a buyer and then not come through with that thing. He apologized, blah, blah, blah.&lt;br /&gt;But, the Drill did arrive, although 3 days late, and it was new and works. So, that was good. And I got a good deal, other than waiting too long. Jerrod was happy to finally have his new drill. He has almost bought one for himself a few times, but I'm glad he waited. It's very hard to buy presents for him because he is so particular about his things, so other than the fact that I had to put a lot of effort into finding the actual thing I wanted (and there is enough different types of drills out there to start to get confusing for someone like me), at least this time I knew &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; to get and that he would like it without question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-406977380317347222?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/406977380317347222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=406977380317347222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/406977380317347222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/406977380317347222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-late-birthday-jerrod.html' title='Happy (late) Birthday, Jerrod'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R5PneYGXREI/AAAAAAAAAZg/58oj92IhBiM/s72-c/Jerroddrill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-7799101098307087216</id><published>2008-01-15T22:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:43:11.682-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insomnia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Online Quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sleep'/><title type='text'>It's not my fault....</title><content type='html'>Look at this: One of those little online quizzes asks whether you are a morning or night person. It tells me I am a night person and it's officially not my fault. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Night Person&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/night.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, there's nothing worse than having to get up and moving early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you probably don't hit your peak until well after the sun has set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your struggling to make it on a normal schedule, realize it's not your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just weren't meant to do anything during the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouamorningpersonornightpersonquiz/"&gt;Are You a Morning Person or Night Person?&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/1594773205160610818-7799101098307087216?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/7799101098307087216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=7799101098307087216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7799101098307087216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/7799101098307087216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-not-my-fault.html' title='It&apos;s not my fault....'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-2227260519711820901</id><published>2008-01-13T18:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:43:58.549-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our Branch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mount Juliet'/><title type='text'>Church</title><content type='html'>Today we went to our new branch for the first time. (For anyone who might not know what a branch is, within our church, we divide up our congregations according to where we live. The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is exactly the same everywhere around the world, but obviously with almost 13,000,000 members world wide, we can't all fit in one place. So, we are divided up where we attend church into smaller groups, according to where we live. Usually we go to something called a ward, but if there are not enough people in an area to make a ward, it's called a branch. Which means, it's pretty small group of people, comparatively speaking.) There is one ward in Mt. Juliet, which Jerrod used to go to before we were married, but now we are living in the area of the Hermitage Branch. The Hermitage Branch covers quite a large area, land wise, in fact, it almost looks bigger than the Mt. Juliet Ward area. But, there is just not enough members of the church living here yet, so it remains small in numbers. However, we have heard it will probably become a ward in the not too distant future as the Providence area (where our house is) grows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, because Jerrod used to go to church in Mt. Juliet and some of the people from our branch also did, he knew some people there already. They announced us and since it was the first time many of them had seen him back there, they kept calling me Jerrod's "new wife," which I thought was funny, since we have been married 2.5 years. It made me feel like we were just going to church for the first time after being newly wed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-2227260519711820901?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/2227260519711820901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=2227260519711820901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2227260519711820901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/2227260519711820901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/church.html' title='Church'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-8455966415345873413</id><published>2008-01-12T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T15:44:49.801-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Canada'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='church'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad in Canada'/><title type='text'>Back to Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4mhIoGXQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/mLc_gxikmqg/s1600-h/Lindsey+%26+Dad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4mhIoGXQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/mLc_gxikmqg/s400/Lindsey+%26+Dad1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154828418077377506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! I finally got someone to take a picture with me! Unfortunately, I just woke up and wasn't wearing any makeup, at least I finally got some pictures with some actual people in them. (As I have mentioned before, my husband &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;rarely &lt;/span&gt;allows his picture to be taken, unless I catch him off guard, but fortunately my dad was a more willing participant, allowing me to get some pictures for my scrapbooks.)&lt;br /&gt;My dad went back to Canada today. He was here for 4 nights and it was nice to have him visit. So, hopefully he can come back sometime in the not too distant future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4mheIGXQ_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/iOcuMwPNl18/s1600-h/Lindsey+%26+Dad2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4mheIGXQ_I/AAAAAAAAAY0/iOcuMwPNl18/s400/Lindsey+%26+Dad2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154828787444564978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is going to be our first Sunday going to our new church building in Mt. Juliet, which should be interesting. What should be even more interesting is if I can actually get out of bed for 9:00am church. We were going at 1:00pm last year, which is much more to my schedule.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-8455966415345873413?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/8455966415345873413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=8455966415345873413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8455966415345873413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/8455966415345873413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-to-canada.html' title='Back to Canada'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4mhIoGXQ-I/AAAAAAAAAYs/mLc_gxikmqg/s72-c/Lindsey+%26+Dad1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1594773205160610818.post-5020648002981894585</id><published>2008-01-11T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:24:28.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lynchburg, Tennessee.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4hbO4GXQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/ejOwV7Yavus/s1600-h/Jack+Daniel+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4hbO4GXQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/ejOwV7Yavus/s320/Jack+Daniel+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154470084660904898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we made a trip down to the historical town of Lynchburg, about an hour and 20 minutes south, and visited the historical Jack Daniel Distillery site. It is a good little tour to go on, because it's pretty interesting and it's also free. It was my third time going there, but of course, my Dad's first. I like driving down to those more country areas, because it's nice to see a little more of things that aren't completely city. It's a little nicer when it's greener out, but it's January...so what can you do?&lt;br /&gt;After, we went in some of the little shops on the square, met Jerrod and went to Red Robin for supper (Jerrod's favorite) and stopped in at Best Buy to get our first land line phone....We didn't want one, because we just use cell phones, but the internet service provider said we had to get a land line now, so we got a phone to go with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1594773205160610818-5020648002981894585?l=lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/feeds/5020648002981894585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1594773205160610818&amp;postID=5020648002981894585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5020648002981894585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1594773205160610818/posts/default/5020648002981894585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifebylindseyrae.blogspot.com/2008/01/lynchburg-tennessee.html' title='Lynchburg, Tennessee.'/><author><name>Lindsey Rae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16385174250013182722</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/SIBEWnZhu2I/AAAAAAAAAe0/wqh8MPjLyO4/S220/lindsey2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Cs8pVu9dzNs/R4hbO4GXQ8I/AAAAAAAAAYc/ejOwV7Yavus/s72-c/Jack+Daniel+1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
