<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827</id><updated>2009-02-20T20:23:57.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie *up close &amp; personal*</title><subtitle type='html'>I created this webpage just for you! Life is hectic, and time flys! So check back often to see whats new here in my life! I've posted pictures as well here, some in previous months archives. HEY!...want to make a comment, or say hello? Join blogger.com for free to be able to click the comment button to post a message! Oh, I know life can be so busy, but take a moment everyday to thank God for all the blessings in your life. God Bless! Love Ya! Stephanie</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113413922977644877</id><published>2005-12-09T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T06:40:29.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Twin, I mean cousin Marraya....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/71777402/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/20/71777402_cd02d27d4d_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/71777402/"&gt;Marraya&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is such a cute pic! No, it's not me, it's my cousin Marraya being cute as always. :-) Everyone says we look a lot alike ---- what do you think?&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113413922977644877?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113413922977644877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113413922977644877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113413922977644877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113413922977644877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-twin-i-mean-cousin-marraya.html' title='My Twin, I mean cousin Marraya....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113353943400962540</id><published>2005-12-02T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T08:03:54.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Once Again...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! How are you all? Well, I'm doing fine. I'm just happy it's Friday, even though I have to work tonight at the club. Hopefully I'll make some good money though, Funkmaster Flex is supposed to be at the club tonight to dj for a 3 hour set. Last time he was supposed to be there he never showed up, so we'll see what happens tonight. Anywho, I'm just excited to be able to sleep in tomorrow morning. I have my christmas tree up and some decorations too. I love Christmas, it is my favorite time of year, and I'll make sure to take some pictures to post soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that - not much else going on here. It snowed a lot yesterday, If it's snowing today I might take a picture with my sidekick (quality's not so good though) and post it here for you all to see. I don't know how us Minnesotans do it every year. The snow is such a pain, and it's soooo cold. Why we live here, who knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't sleep very well last night, and I'm just waiting for it to hit me this morning. I'm waiting to see if I don't have to start work tonight until 10 pm so then I can go home and take a nap before I go to work. Boy, wouldn't that be nice. Oh, I'm sending out christmas cards from Tim and I to everyone too! They are the picture ones, so each of you will have a picture of us, I hope you all like it. I just used a picture of us from our last Vegas trip, it's fairly recent though, and I LOVE the picture. So anywho, if I have forgotten to ask any of you for your addresses, please email it to me and I will make sure to send you one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well take care everyone and I love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113353943400962540?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113353943400962540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113353943400962540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113353943400962540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113353943400962540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/12/friday-once-again.html' title='Friday Once Again...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113319077412622828</id><published>2005-11-28T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T07:12:54.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moments that I Cherish...</title><content type='html'>To often we end up taking for granted what we used to hold so dear. To often, we allow the day-to-day to overwhelm us. To often, we forget what is truly important. This weekend, I realized that it was time to re-evaluate what was truly important in my life. The moments and the people that I cherish so deeply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Timothy, &lt;br /&gt;Your endless immeasurable love for me has taken our relationship to new and exciting heights. I feel so blessed to have someone so special and true to spend my life with. Every moment that we are apart - I spend anticipating seeing you again. You are my best friend is every sense of the word. You are all goodness and hope, you are everything I want to be and more. You make my life more complete and I feel fullfilled knowing that no matter what - I have accomplished the one thing people strive to accomplish their whole lives... being truly, deeply and madly in love --- with someone who actually loves me back just as much. There are no words to really define our love and our friendship, and a lifetime wouldn't be enough to be able to tell you how much I love you, so I must show you as best that I can with the time that we do have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that our love was not dumb-founded luck, or even something we forced, it happened because it was meant to happen. You saved me from so many things, and together we share with each other the one greatest thing that most people fail to see, Our relationship between us and God. I believe he sent us to each other for many reasons, and how fortunate are we that hand-in-hand we carry each other through hardships towards our main goal - reaching Heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God continue to bless us and all those we care about now and forever,&lt;br /&gt;With all my love,&lt;br /&gt;Steph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113319077412622828?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113319077412622828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113319077412622828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113319077412622828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113319077412622828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/moments-that-i-cherish.html' title='Moments that I Cherish...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113241635872791081</id><published>2005-11-19T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:05:58.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From my Sidekick...</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I'm writing this from my sidekick so I hope this works. Just wanted to drop a line 2 c how everyones doing. I worked both jobs yesterday and went to bed at like 4:00 a.m. I have no idea why I'm up right now. Its 9:59a.m. Guess eventually you just get used 2 the messed up hours. Anywho, my cousin christina from texas came to visit last weekend, and she must have brought the warm weather because the day she left it started to snow. I had a lot of fun with her, and I wish she could've stayed longer. That's the problem with vacations, they never last long enough. CHRISTINA-DONT FORGET TO GET MY MOM A JOB AT THE GOLF COURSE. ;-) ha ha (a little inside humor.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone's doing well down there. I really need 2 take a vacation down soon after the new year. Then I'll have vacation time. I'm all out now though. Tims never been to Texas, so I really want to bring him. Oh, christina took a lot of pictures when she was here 2 so I'll post em up when I get em. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that nothing new here. Its freezing outside and it makes me wanna cuddle up with tim and sleep all day. So with that, I'm going back 2 bed. All my love.... GB everyone. Steph&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113241635872791081?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113241635872791081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113241635872791081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113241635872791081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113241635872791081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-my-sidekick.html' title='From my Sidekick...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113225918590582309</id><published>2005-11-17T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:26:25.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minneapolis' Finest - Oh and the police.. :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64274692/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/64274692_8e38f058d4_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64274692/"&gt;Minneapolis' Finest - Oh and the police.. :-)&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I really love this picture. Leave it to me to demand a picture with the cops in the middle of all of Minneapolis' night life. It ended up being really cute. (And no - we weren't drunk, just bored maybe!)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113225918590582309?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113225918590582309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113225918590582309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225918590582309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225918590582309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/minneapolis-finest-oh-and-police.html' title='Minneapolis&apos; Finest - Oh and the police.. :-)'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113225897974796022</id><published>2005-11-17T12:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:22:59.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie - Summer 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271827/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/31/64271827_ea6db9c8d9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271827/"&gt;Stephanie - Summer 2005&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me again!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113225897974796022?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113225897974796022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113225897974796022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225897974796022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225897974796022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/stephanie-summer-2005_113225897974796022.html' title='Stephanie - Summer 2005'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113225894643484981</id><published>2005-11-17T12:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:22:26.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie &amp; Janell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271829/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/64271829_3dbbf04aaa_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271829/"&gt;Stephanie &amp;amp; Janell&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Definitely not a good pose for me, but we were having a blast, as you can tell. And a moment is a moment whether you look cute or not! :-)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113225894643484981?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113225894643484981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113225894643484981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225894643484981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225894643484981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/stephanie-janell.html' title='Stephanie &amp; Janell'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113225889265707047</id><published>2005-11-17T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:21:32.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie - Summer 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271830/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/26/64271830_0b332f547e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271830/"&gt;Stephanie - Summer 2005&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Again, this one looks like a totally different person. But I think it's cute. My favorite part of my outfit is my toes, they are painted in a french manicure, if you click on the picture you can see more close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim says all feet are ugly, true... but at least mine aren't that bad. - for feet. ha ha&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113225889265707047?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113225889265707047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113225889265707047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225889265707047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225889265707047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/stephanie-summer-2005_17.html' title='Stephanie - Summer 2005'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113225878490597839</id><published>2005-11-17T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:19:44.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell - Summer 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271832/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/64271832_348eb88af2_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271832/"&gt;Janell&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Janell looks so cute here to (like always!) I love her shoes and the necklace was perfect for this outfit. This picture really makes me want to get my butt back into the gym too!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113225878490597839?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113225878490597839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113225878490597839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225878490597839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225878490597839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/janell-summer-2005_17.html' title='Janell - Summer 2005'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113225868536180884</id><published>2005-11-17T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:18:05.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie - Summer 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271833/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/34/64271833_050f3c35c7_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271833/"&gt;Stephanie - Summer 2005&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, It's funny - everybody tells me I always look so different, guess the proof is in the pictures... this one doesn't even look like me.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113225868536180884?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113225868536180884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113225868536180884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225868536180884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225868536180884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/stephanie-summer-2005.html' title='Stephanie - Summer 2005'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113225858556057550</id><published>2005-11-17T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T12:16:25.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell - Summer 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271836/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/35/64271836_c1cf854dc7_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/64271836/"&gt;Janell&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a cute pic of my girl Janell. Isn't she cute! I love that outfit.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113225858556057550?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113225858556057550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113225858556057550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225858556057550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113225858556057550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/janell-summer-2005.html' title='Janell - Summer 2005'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113173515287605045</id><published>2005-11-11T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T10:52:32.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/62197772/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/62197772_ccbc0a56e5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/62197772/"&gt;Belinda&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a sweet picture of my cousin Belinda, her daughter Lauryn (left) and my cousin Rachel's daughter (Belinda's Neices daughter) Madison on the right.  Aren't they adorable!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113173515287605045?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113173515287605045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113173515287605045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113173515287605045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113173515287605045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/belinda.html' title='Belinda'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113172217419905845</id><published>2005-11-11T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T07:16:14.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>So I guess I have some good stuff to talk about and some bad stuff to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;Good - My boyfriend Tim surprised me with a gift certificate to get my teeth professionally whitened! I was so excited, and the procedure was pretty quick, and the results were amazing! I love my new whitened teeth, they look really good - now I'm smiling even more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad - I got a root canal as well two days ago. My jaw is still in pain from it, and the temporary they put into my tooth is sooo annoying. It feels like a piece of gum was rammed in there, I can't wait to get the crown put on.&lt;br /&gt;(Is that TMI?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad - My insurance only covers 50% for crowns so it's going to cost a lot to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good - My cousin Christina from Texas will be here this evening! She is visiting, and I am sooo excited! I haven't seen her in a really long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad - Still miss my puppy Jeddie. Went over to my moms the other day and she gave me Jeddie's collar. I miss her a lot and it was weird going over there and her not being there. My mom and dad left her water dish and food bowl where it always is though. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good - Tim and I are going out to dinner tonight! Yeah! I love spending time with my honey. "He's fun!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113172217419905845?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113172217419905845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113172217419905845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113172217419905845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113172217419905845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113138295583505195</id><published>2005-11-07T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T09:02:37.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Jeddie</title><content type='html'>On Thursday November 3rd, 2005 My Puppy, "Jo Jedda - a.k.a. Jeddie" was put to sleep in the arms of my Mother and Father. She was suffering from seizures and was in a lot of pain. She lived a very long life, about 15 years with us. In her lifetime she brought us so much joy and love and laughter. She pranced around like a little Queen, and was always willing to give kisses. She was a cuddle buddy at night and an alarm clock in the morning. She was my little snowball and I miss her very much. I will forever cherish the wonderful times I had with her for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you Jeddie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Stephanie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113138295583505195?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113138295583505195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113138295583505195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113138295583505195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113138295583505195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-jeddie.html' title='My Jeddie'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113137673507769206</id><published>2005-11-07T07:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:18:55.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMAGINE</title><content type='html'>Imagine with me for a moment, &lt;br /&gt;That we stood at the gates - you and I,&lt;br /&gt;And our hearts started beating within us,&lt;br /&gt;As those gates suddenly swung open wide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you feel the excitement around us?&lt;br /&gt;Do you see all the things that I see?&lt;br /&gt;All the saints on their feet and they're cheering,&lt;br /&gt;With a welcome for you and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the tables, they're set for a banquet,&lt;br /&gt;With the finest of linen and gold,&lt;br /&gt;In the air there's a sense of rejoicing,&lt;br /&gt;And this feeling will never grow old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that Paul who is coming to greet us,&lt;br /&gt;Saying, "Beloved, you've finished the race! &lt;br /&gt;You have fought the good fight and been faithful,&lt;br /&gt;Now come rest in His Love and His Grace."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed the beautiful music,&lt;br /&gt;And the Angels all gathered around?&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed that on all these faces,&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a tear to be found?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel what I feel at this moment?&lt;br /&gt;All my fears have begun to subside,&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing that can be remotely compared...&lt;br /&gt;To the peace that I'm feeling inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wherever I look there is beauty,&lt;br /&gt;And all of the Saints know my name,&lt;br /&gt;And because all my Sins are forgiven,&lt;br /&gt;I can face them without any shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then suddenly... a hush falls upon them,&lt;br /&gt;And they slowly start moving aside.&lt;br /&gt;Do you see what I see in the distance?&lt;br /&gt;Moving toward us, a beautiful light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch as the light moves in closer,&lt;br /&gt;Now my joy I can hardly contain. &lt;br /&gt;It is JESUS! He is walking right to me,&lt;br /&gt;And He is calling to me by my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As His eyes look directly at mine,&lt;br /&gt;With His arms He is motioning "come,"&lt;br /&gt;But I fall to my knees and I tremble,&lt;br /&gt;For my body is suddenly numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So He smiles and then gently He lifts me,&lt;br /&gt;And He holds me up close to His heart,&lt;br /&gt;Now my mind looks for something to tell Him,&lt;br /&gt;But my heart doesn't know where to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before I can utter one word,&lt;br /&gt;I hear His voice speaking into my ear,&lt;br /&gt;He says, "I've waited so long for this moment,&lt;br /&gt;Now my child you are finally here!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I struggle to say, "Jesus Thank-You."&lt;br /&gt;"It is only because of you that I'm here." &lt;br /&gt;But again, in His arms as he holds me,&lt;br /&gt;I feel the warmth of his voice by my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He says, "Daughter, I knew you would make it,&lt;br /&gt;That is why I've prepared you a place."&lt;br /&gt;As I stand to my feet and I face Him,&lt;br /&gt;He is gently caressing my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no words to express what I'm feeling,&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing worth giving this up,&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I can sum it all up in a moment,&lt;br /&gt;With a word that we both know as "LOVE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't just imagine... do what you must to get there.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus will be there, I want to be there, how about YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry doesn't help tomorrow's troubles, but it does ruin today's happiness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113137673507769206?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113137673507769206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113137673507769206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113137673507769206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113137673507769206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/imagine.html' title='IMAGINE'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113095689759890278</id><published>2005-11-02T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T10:41:37.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saint Bernadette...</title><content type='html'>Today I read all about the story of Our Lady of Lourdes and Saint Bernadette... here are some beautiful prayers I found after reading the stories. I thought I'd share them with you all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novena Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever immaculate Virgin, Mother of mercy, health of the sick, refuge of sinners, comfort of the afflicted, you know my wants, my troubles, my sufferings. Deign to cast upon me a look of mercy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By appearing in the Grotto of Lourdes, you were pleased to make it a privileged sanctuary, from which you dispense your favors; and already many sufferers have obtained the cure of their infirmities, both spiritual and coporal. I come, therefore, with the most unbounded confidence to implore your maternal intercession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obtain, O loving Mother, the granting of my requests. Through gratitude for your favors, I will endeavor to imitate your virtues that I may one day share your glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through your loving compassion shown to thousands of pilgrims who come to your shrine at Lourdes, and through your special love for your devoted client Bernadette, I ask for this grace if it be the Will of God: (mention your request)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Lady of Lourdes, aid me through your prayer with your Divine Son, to be a true child of yours, as Bernadette was, and to grow daily into your likeness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer to Saint Bernadette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Bernadette, little sheperdess of Lourdes, favored with eighteen apparitions of the Immaculate Virgin Mary and with the privilege of lovingly conversing with her, now that you are eternally enjoying the entrancing beauty of the Immaculate Mother of God, do not forsake me, your devoted client, who am still in this valley of tears. Intercede for me that I, too, may walk the simple path of faith. Help me to imitate your example, at our heavenly Queen's request, by saying the Rosary daily and by doing penance for sinners. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to imitate your wonderful devotedness to God and our Lady, the Immaculate Conception, so that, like you, I may be blessed with the grace of lasting faithfulness and enjoy the happiness in Heaven of the eternal vision of God the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God of infinate mercy, we celebrate the feast of Mary, Our Lady of Lourdes, the sinless Mother of God. May her prayers help us to rise above our human weakness. We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ, Your Son, Who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit, one God, forever. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113095689759890278?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113095689759890278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113095689759890278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113095689759890278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113095689759890278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/saint-bernadette.html' title='Saint Bernadette...'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113094572325214524</id><published>2005-11-02T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T07:35:23.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW ORLEANS PASTOR HOLDS WEDDING RING DONATED TO HURRICANE VICTIMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58987032/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/24/58987032_e9de4f9091_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58987032/"&gt;NEW ORLEANS PASTOR HOLDS WEDDING RING DONATED TO HURRICANE VICTIMS&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Msgr. Douglas Doussan, pastor of St. Gabriel the Archangel Church in New Orleans, holds up a wedding ring that was left in a donor envelope at St. Lawrence of Brindisi Church in the Watts section of Los Angeles. A woman who said she had no money to offer left the gold ring saying it was for the victims of Hurricane Katrina, read article below to hear this heartfelt story...&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113094572325214524?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113094572325214524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113094572325214524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113094572325214524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113094572325214524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-orleans-pastor-holds-wedding-ring_02.html' title='NEW ORLEANS PASTOR HOLDS WEDDING RING DONATED TO HURRICANE VICTIMS'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113094540793676982</id><published>2005-11-02T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T07:30:07.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>With all my heart....</title><content type='html'>10/28/2005 (www.catholic.org)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WEDDING RING ANONYMOUS GIFT 'WITH ALL OF MY HEART' FOR KATRINA VICTIMS-&lt;br /&gt;(By: Peter Finney Jr.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baton Rouge, La. -- The second collection taken up at St. Lawrence of Brindisi Church in the Watts section of Los Angeles, earmarked for Hurricane Katrina victims, was not much different from the thousands of other collections at Catholic churches across the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Lawrence is an inner-city church of 3,000 families, about 80% Hispanic and 20% African-American. They are people of "very modest means," said Capuchin Franciscan Father Peter Banks, St. Lawrence pastor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The normal parish collection is about $6,000, but on this weeekend, the second collection amounted to $7,000 -- plus one stunning gift left by an anonymous donor: a woman's wedding ring that eventually was sent by Father Banks to a New Orleans church that was hit by floodwater 8 feet deep after Katrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the money-counting team came to Father Banks on the Monday following the weekend Masses, they showed him a church donation envelope with a message printed in Spanish: "Para las victims del huracan, no traia dinero pero esto debe de tener algun valor. Es de todo corazon." ("For the victims of the hurricane. I did not bring any money. But this should be of some value. It is with all of my heart.")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Father Banks opened the envelope, he saw a gold wedding ring with small notches on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It touched my heart," Father Banks told the Clarion Herald, newspaper of the New Orleans Archdiocese. "My immediate reaction was, what incredible kindness and charity this woman had. This woman had nothing and she reached down on her hand and took off her ring... This was all she had, and she gave it with all her heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For several days, Father Banks carried the ring with him in his shirt pocket -- close to his heart -- to remind him of the woman's generosity. But he knew the ring had a story that had to be shared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I didn't want to part with it, but it was not mine -- it belonged to New Orleans," Father Banks said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following weekend the priest shared the astonishing story with his parishioners, many of whom have Louisiana relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted people to know what happened," Father Banks said. "Watts has this bad image of violence, but Watts is full of goodness. There are saints living in our midst. Our parishioners do relate to tragedy and suffering."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father Banks then began searching on the Internet for a Parish in the Archdiocese of New Orleans that might need direct help recovering from the devestating storm. He came across Msgr. Douglas Doussan's name and made contact with the pastor of St. Gabriel the Archangel Church in Pontchartrain Park. The church had been flooded by water 8 feet deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msgr. Doussan, who also serves as the director of priest personnel for the archdiocese, said he was flabbergasted by the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's incredible that people are willing to make such a sacrafice to help those who are traumatized," he said. "She obviously was not giving out of her surplus but out of her want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In setting up the donation to St. Gabriel, Father Banks also spoke with Yvonne Spicuzza, Msgr. Doussan's secretary in the priest personnel office. When Father Banks heard that Spicuzza lost her home in Arabi, the parish made a seperate donation to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msgr. Doussan also received a $500 check from a Los Angeles man who read about the story of the ring in The Tidings, the Catholic newspaper of the Archdiocese of Los Angeles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The outreach by other faith communities continues to amaze Msgr. Doussan. On October 29th, a group of 40 parishioners of St. Jean Vianney Church in Baton Rouge was scheduled to remove the ruined contents of the church and school buildings at St. Gabriel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the Hispanic woman from Watts and her wedding ring will be fresh in everyone's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is very humbling to realize I am living among the poorest of the poor, but they are the wealthiest in so many ways," Father Banks said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyright 2005 Catholic News Service/U.S. Conference of Catholic Bishops&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113094540793676982?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113094540793676982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113094540793676982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113094540793676982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113094540793676982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/with-all-my-heart.html' title='With all my heart....'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113087994812099652</id><published>2005-11-01T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:24:54.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who I Am Today</title><content type='html'>Tim and I went to church last night, and as I sat there and listened to Father Robert Altier tell us in his homily that God so desperately wanted us all to become Saints, my mind started to wander. I listened to and hung on every word that he said, undistracted, taking every word to heart. I began to think about the truth in what he was saying. He talked about how so many people are ashamed to live fully in the faith, or to voice their faith for fear of being rejected by others. He talked about how so many people are forever trying to fit in, and don't want to be looked at as religious outcasts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me start to think about my own life, and the journey I've been on ever since I found my faith. I look at the life I used to live and the way I used to act, and I truly realize how far I've come. It used to bother me when family members or friends used to say stuff to me about going to church and changing my life around. But not anymore. I know what I did was lift myself out of sadness and emptiness. The going out all the time and getting drunk, and then having hangovers all day, and never getting enough sleep, and smoking cigarettes and all that stuff was merely self-destruction. I know that misery loves company, and sometimes people around you don't want to see you change because they begin to look at themselves and their own behavior, and some can't bear to change their own lives. But I did, and I am a better person because of it today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very grateful for two things in my life, God and Timothy. Yes, there are many other people I am very grateful for, but right now these are two very important people in my life and always will be. I am very fortunate to have found Tim. Nobody in my family or even my friends really know Tim like I know Tim. He is my best friend in every sense of the word. If a mother and father could conjure up the dream husband to come and sweep their daughter away to a life of endless love and happiness, Timothy would be the one they'd create. His heart is like no one elses, he takes everything he has in him and gives it all to me every single day, and then some. He watches over me with the loving protection comparable to a parent, and makes me feel like the most precious thing in this world. He listens and remembers things I say that I didn't even remember I said. He makes me laugh, he lets me cry and he is strong when I cannot be, and he is indefinetely everything I am not. But most of all, he brought God into my life without even knowing it and that is one gift that cannot be topped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They taught me in my Catholicism classes that when you find your true partner in life, you should never have to worry about anything, because each of you are to only worry about each other. If that is true, then Tim must be it for me. (Not that I didn't already know that.) He's calm waters when mine are raging. He's the warmth of the sun, when It's cold and rainy. He's everything written in fairytales and everything seen in the best romance movies. He is everything, and everything to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for all the people in my life whether I talk to them or not. I thank him for the mistakes I've made, the changes I've made and for the woman I've become. It is the most comforting feeling knowing that I can take everything that comes my way and give it to God, with assurance that it was meant to be, and that he'll be with me to help me through. It's sad that family and friends have held it against me or said little comments here and there, all because I've chosen to live a better life for me and for my own happiness. What is so bad? Why is it so disturbing to some that I took all of the things I didn't like about my life and changed them? Why am I looked at as weird because I want to go to church on Sundays instead of sit home or do other things? Is it too much to ask to spend just an hour of my time to praise and talk to God? Not to me. To me it's not enough, but I do what I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line, as I look back at the road I took -- I am finally proud of myself. I'm no longer trying to please anyone else and I'm finally becoming more comfortable in my own skin. I've accomplished a lot. And I owe so many thanks to God and to Tim for all the support and love and protection. Life isn't about having the best of the best, or partying all the time, or drinking away your sadness or avoiding the truths you fail to see. It's about loving yourself, and embracing yourself and it's about being the best person you can be and growing in holiness. It's about taking time to love, forgive and thank others. It's about giving more than getting, and it's about making your path to Heaven and touching as many lives as you can on the way. I honestly don't know where I would've been without God and Tim. Tim brought a whole new meaning to my life and he lead me into the loving arms of Jesus who was always there, but I was too selfish and too blind to notice. We're all looking for reassurance, for comfort for a meaning to our lives. I've found my reassurance, I've got my comfort and I'm confident in God's plan for me. That makes waking up everyday that much more exciting, because I never know what God will lay out for me next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do know that as long as I stay close to God, I'm always going to be okay.&lt;br /&gt;And as I long as I have Tim's love and friendship, "nothin even matters at all."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113087994812099652?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113087994812099652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113087994812099652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113087994812099652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113087994812099652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/who-i-am-today.html' title='Who I Am Today'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113085713872087209</id><published>2005-11-01T06:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:58:58.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell &amp; Stephanie Out on the Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58533138/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/58533138_5e8707ba61_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58533138/"&gt;Janell &amp;amp; Stephanie Out on the Town&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a picture of Janell and I at Spin Nightclub in Downtown Minneapolis, Minnesota. That was a fun night!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113085713872087209?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113085713872087209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113085713872087209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113085713872087209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113085713872087209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/janell-stephanie-out-on-town.html' title='Janell &amp; Stephanie Out on the Town'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113085709393825093</id><published>2005-11-01T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:58:13.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell &amp; Stephanie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58533137/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/27/58533137_9fdef02531_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58533137/"&gt;Janell &amp;amp; Stephanie&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's another picture of Janell and I at the Wild Onion in St. Paul, Minnesota. Lookin Sexy!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113085709393825093?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113085709393825093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113085709393825093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113085709393825093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113085709393825093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/janell-stephanie_01.html' title='Janell &amp; Stephanie'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113085705467411354</id><published>2005-11-01T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T06:57:34.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell &amp; Stephanie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58533133/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/30/58533133_26d8632a8b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58533133/"&gt;Janell &amp;amp; Stephanie&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is a pic of Janell and I at the Wild Onion on Grand Avenue in St. Paul. That was a pretty laid back night. My good friends Gerardo and Dan both met us up there.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113085705467411354?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113085705467411354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113085705467411354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113085705467411354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113085705467411354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/11/janell-stephanie.html' title='Janell &amp; Stephanie'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113079363279439613</id><published>2005-10-31T13:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:20:32.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell in Downtown Minneapolis Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58184096/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/32/58184096_9ea1f1bcdf_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58184096/"&gt;Janell in Downtown Minneapolis Halloween&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another pic of my girl Janell.&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113079363279439613?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113079363279439613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113079363279439613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113079363279439613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113079363279439613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/10/janell-in-downtown-minneapolis_31.html' title='Janell in Downtown Minneapolis Halloween'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113079361266081472</id><published>2005-10-31T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T13:20:12.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Janell in Downtown Minneapolis Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58184099/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/28/58184099_57a2ec33ae_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/18702194@N00/58184099/"&gt;Janell in Downtown Minneapolis Halloween&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/18702194@N00/"&gt;StephyGem&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's a super cute picture of my good friend Janell. She was partying it up in Downtown Minneapolis as an Army chick. Cute huh!&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113079361266081472?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113079361266081472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113079361266081472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113079361266081472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113079361266081472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/10/janell-in-downtown-minneapolis.html' title='Janell in Downtown Minneapolis Halloween'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12124827.post-113078384329329787</id><published>2005-10-31T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T10:37:23.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Celebration of "All Hallows Eve."</title><content type='html'>So today, I assume most people will be celebrating Halloween. Today will be the first year that I celebrate "All Hallows Eve." I started to research some history on where Halloween came from, and original traditions of this day. Here are some interesting things I found. Hope you enjoy! Remember to say a prayer tonight for all souls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The earliest form of All Saints (or "All Hallows") was first celebrated in the 300's, but originally took place on May 13th, as it still does in some Eastern Churches. The feast first commemorated only the martyrs, but came to include all the Saints by 741. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All Souls," has it's origins in A.D. 1048 when the Bishop of Cluny decreed that the Benedictines of Cluny pray for the souls in purgatory on this day. The practice spread until Pope Sylvester II recommended it for the entire Latin Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vigil of All Hallows (Hallowe'en) came, in Irish popular piety, to be a day of remembering the dead who are neither in Purgatory or Heaven, but are damned, and these customs spread to many parts of the world. Thus we have the popular focus on Hallowe'en as the reality of Hell, hence its scary character and focus on evil and how to avoid it, the sad fate of the souls of the damned, etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customs of this day are a mixture of Catholic popular devotions, and French, Irish and English customs all mixed together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************The legend of the Jack-O-Lantern************************&lt;br /&gt;From the Irish came the carved Jack-O-Lanterns, which were originally carved turnips, the legend is below...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There once was an old drunken trickster named Jack, a man known so much for his miserly ways that he was known as "Stingy Jack." He loved making mischief on everyone --- even his own family, even the devil himself! One day, he tricked satan into climbing up an apple tree -- but then carved Crosses on the trunk so the devil couldn't get back down. He bargained with the evil one, saying he would removed the Crosses only if the devil would promise not to take his soul to hell; to this, the devil agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Jack died, after many years filled with vice, he went up to the Pearly Gates -- but was told by St. Peter that he was too miserable a creature to see the Face of Almighty God. But when he went to the Gates of hell, he was reminded that he couldn't enter there either! So, he was doomed to spend his eternity roaming the earth. The only thing that happened to him was that the devil threw him an ember from the burning pits to light his way, an ember he carried inside a hollowed-out, carved turnip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************Soul Cake***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the English Catholics we get begging from door to door, the earlier and more pure form of "trick-or-treating." Children would go about begging their neighbors for a "Soul Cake," for which they would say a prayer for those neighbors' dead. Instead of knocking on a door and saying the threatening, "Trick-or-treat!" (or the ugly, "trick-or-treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat."), children would say either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Soul Cake, A Soul Cake,&lt;br /&gt;Have mercy on all Christian souls for a soul cake!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Soul, soul, an apple or two,&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't an apple, a pear will do,&lt;br /&gt;One for Peter, two for Paul, &lt;br /&gt;Three for the Man who made us all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After teaching your children about the frightening realities of hell, teach them how to protect themselves from evil. Warn them that magic (the art of performing actions beyond the power of man with the aid of powers other than the Divine) is real, that there is no such thing as "white magic," that playing with the occult -- whether by divination, necromancy, the casting of spells, playing with the Ouija boards, etc. --- is an invitation to demons to respond, and that it is from demons that magic gets any power it has. Teach them who St. Michael is, teach them about the power of sacramentals and prayers that ward off evil when piously used (the Sign of the Cross, Holy Water, blessed salt, the Crucifix, the St. Benedict Medal, St. Anthony's Brief, etc.), teach them to call on the Holy Name of Jesus when they are afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have you heard of "red berries to warn off evil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The berries of red and their use have their origin way back when holly and evergreens bearing red berries were used to remind the Christians of the blood of Christ and the burning love of Mary for her child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave you with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dies Irae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day of wrath, that dreadful day,&lt;br /&gt;shall heaven and earth in ashes lay, &lt;br /&gt;as David and the Sybil say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What horror must invade the mind when the &lt;br /&gt;approaching Judge shall find,&lt;br /&gt;and sift the deeds of all mankind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mighty trumpet's wondrous tone shall rend, &lt;br /&gt;each tomb's sepulchral stone,&lt;br /&gt;and summon all before the Throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now death and nature with surprise behold the&lt;br /&gt;trembling sinners rise to meet the Judge's searching eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then shall with universal dread the Book of Consciences,&lt;br /&gt;be read to judge the lives of all the dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now before the Judge severe,&lt;br /&gt;all hidden things must plain appear,&lt;br /&gt;No crime can pass unpunished here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O what shall I, so guilty plead?&lt;br /&gt;And who for me will intercede?&lt;br /&gt;When even Saints shall comfort need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O King of dreadful majesty! &lt;br /&gt;Grace and mercy You grant free; &lt;br /&gt;As Fount of Kindness, save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall, dear Jesus, for my sake&lt;br /&gt;You did our suffering nature take,&lt;br /&gt;Then do not now my soul forsake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In weariness You sought for me,&lt;br /&gt;and suffering upon the tree! Let not in &lt;br /&gt;vain such labor be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Judge of Justice, hear,&lt;br /&gt;I pray, for pity take my sins away,&lt;br /&gt;before the dreadful reckoning day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gracious face, O Lord, I seek;&lt;br /&gt;deep shame and grief are on my cheek;&lt;br /&gt;in sighs and tears my sorrows speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You who did Mary's guilt unbind,&lt;br /&gt;and mercy for the robber find,&lt;br /&gt;have filled with hope my anxious mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How worthless are my prayers I know, &lt;br /&gt;yet Lord forbid that I should go,&lt;br /&gt;into the fires of endless woe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divorced from the accursed band, &lt;br /&gt;O make me with your sheep to stand,&lt;br /&gt;as child of grace,&lt;br /&gt;At Your right hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the doomed can no more flee&lt;br /&gt;from the fires of misery,&lt;br /&gt;with the chosen please call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you, humbled,&lt;br /&gt;Lord I lie, my heart like ashes, &lt;br /&gt;crushed and dry,&lt;br /&gt;assist me when I die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of tears and full of dread,&lt;br /&gt;is that day that wakes the dead,&lt;br /&gt;calling all, with solemn blast to&lt;br /&gt;be judged for all their past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen. Lord, have mercy,&lt;br /&gt;Jesus blest, grant them all&lt;br /&gt;Your light and rest. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12124827-113078384329329787?l=dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/feeds/113078384329329787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12124827&amp;postID=113078384329329787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113078384329329787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12124827/posts/default/113078384329329787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamsthoughtsshopping.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-celebration-of-all-hallows-eve.html' title='In Celebration of &quot;All Hallows Eve.&quot;'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14392508508205705457</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='04227771729196159481'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>