<?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-7880853205052532667</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:11:09.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Understanding...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-1520004333305701798</id><published>2010-06-17T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T08:41:48.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise..</title><content type='html'>I love that exercise is such a great stress reliever. There seems to be events in life that keep coming up, but it's good to know I have God, my family, and exercise..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-1520004333305701798?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/1520004333305701798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=1520004333305701798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/1520004333305701798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/1520004333305701798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2010/06/exercise.html' title='Exercise..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-5052908901819912216</id><published>2010-06-14T19:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T19:22:00.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you ever..</title><content type='html'>Do you ever wish you were wrong? Most, if not all of us like to be right. We like to be able to say, I told you so. However, when a person feels that someone is making a bad decision, and they do it anyway and then see that it turns out badly, then it's very sad to be right. Oh, I wish I was wrong..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-5052908901819912216?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/5052908901819912216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=5052908901819912216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/5052908901819912216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/5052908901819912216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2010/06/do-you-ever.html' title='Do you ever..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-7076526615042233212</id><published>2010-06-12T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T19:28:17.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, to blog again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My husband started a blog recently, which of course encouraged me to continue with mine. I can't believe that my last post was more than a year ago. So many life changing events have taken place. I've been working harder and harder to do things out of my comfort zone, hoping that this will help motivate me to be the person that I need to be for my husband and son. I'm so happy to be able to say that I've been married for 3 and 1/2 years now. My husband laughs/smiles at me when I say this, but I feel like the love I have for my husband is almost like a stupid/foolish love. He is the only man I've ever loved, so, it's kind of ridiculous. I guess I'm a romantic. Sometimes I wonder how I become so lucky to have found such a man. I couldn't do all that I do without his love and support. My son is about 2 and 1/2. He is so wonderful. Trust me, he has his moments of madness, but I couldn't love him more. He seems to be looking and acting more and more like his daddy all the time, which is so wonderful to see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a while I was debating what could I blog about? I'm not a writer like my husband. I'm a stay at home mom that has no desire to blog about the joys of cleaning or potty training. Mainly because there is nothing that joyous about them. They are among the many things a person must do to survive as a stay at home mom..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been working a lot lately around the house. We bought a house in August of last year, it's a cute house. We've been doing some landscaping, organizing, painting, and so forth. It was rough because I would have to do it while Tristan was napping or it was his bedtime. I've been striving to do as much as I could to get to a point of enough contentment that I could take it easy and just do the normal cleaning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're hoping to get pregnant this summer. Some of you may not know this, but I had a miscarriage in November. That of course was a very difficult time for me, especially with people around me getting pregnant, so many of them. I've been working with a doctor for a couple months now to get my body where it needs to be. I've been given the okay by the doctor to start trying. We're praying that we're able to have a healthy pregnancy, baby, and healthy mommy. I'm kind of nervous, but I've waited eight months and I've been striving to get myself healthy, so we'll see what happens..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I understand that this was a very random blog, but those are some of the things that were on my mind at the moment. I hope to continue blogging, it's nice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-7076526615042233212?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/7076526615042233212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=7076526615042233212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/7076526615042233212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/7076526615042233212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-to-blog-again.html' title='Oh, to blog again..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-5777164023993486337</id><published>2009-02-12T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T20:50:16.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation..</title><content type='html'>My husband is home! :) He arrived at the airport last night, a few minutes before 8. It's so great to have him home, I missed him terribly. Tristan was so cute, he just kept staring at him, like he was taking it all in. He was only away a week and a half, so it wasn't too bad..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been slacking on my goals, so I'm going to start changing that, starting tomorrow. Tomorrow will be a busy day of cleaning, laundry, and going on a date with Clint that night. However, between the busy time, I'm going to make a list of meals and snacks to eat, to try to lose some more weight. I have been exercising, but when Clint was gone, my eating habits slacked a bit. I just don't like feeling blah-ish! I can fit in my dress clothes better, which is great, considering their a size 8. My jeans were fitting better, but not in a couple of days, ah! However, I do want to fit in my size 6 jeans, but that will take some hard work. It was easier being skinny in college, eating for one, and working out more, and walking all over campus, but I can do it! I would like to get to my ideal size in-between pregnancies, so when I'm finished with having children, it'll be easier to get off the weight..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been reading health magazines to get ideas for exercises and meals. I do have a couple exercise videos that I'm going to try out and I'm going to use the Wii fit too and when it gets warmer, I'm going to go on more walks. I'm doing this for myself and for Clint. The hardest thing would be to gradually cut back on dr.pepper/coke. I have only one a day usually, but I'm going to do every other day, until I get down to maybe two a week at most..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a fun day, we went shopping after we went out to lunch. We got Tristan a lot of fun toys and some summer clothes, with his birthday money. He's been enjoying the toys. I still can't believe how quickly the first year went by. A year of a lot of learning with so many different things, it's been great. God has truly blessed us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-5777164023993486337?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/5777164023993486337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=5777164023993486337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/5777164023993486337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/5777164023993486337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2009/02/motivation.html' title='Motivation..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-2391531614675585297</id><published>2009-02-09T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T19:39:19.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Currently..</title><content type='html'>Well, I do believe that Tristan's party was a success. I thought so much about making sure I had the most important things, that some things were forgotten. Ha, the last 30 minutes, Tristan had to eat his first cupcake, we had to judge the contest, and open presents. It was kind of crazy. Ha, I felt like I was yelling a lot. I'm not a loud talker, so you just about have to yell when there are that many people around. There was a good turnout for his party and he got a lot of nice things. Clint and I are looking forward to going shopping with his giftcard and birthday money, to find him some cool toys and clothes and such. :) We love buying things for him!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clint is in Uganda. He left last Monday and will be back Wednesday night, it was kind of a short trip considering how long it takes to get there. It seems like he's been over there longer than he has. It's hard when I'm use to seeing him so often, to not seeing him for that long with very little communication. I had been doing fine, but I had a rough morning, until I got an email from him. I miss him so much! I'm looking forward to his return. I don't know how military wives do it. I would go crazy! If you would like to know the reason he's over there, try: http://www.safewaternexus.org/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited that the Shopaholic movie is coming out this weekend. I've read three books of the series, even though the movie is different than the book, the book is based in London, which I would love more, but the American version will be fun too. I want to see "Coraline" as well. I'm waiting until Clint gets back to see it, since we both read the book. I'm not sure if I want to see "He's just not that into you" or not. I think it might be fun, but kind of depressing. It's so great to be married and not dating again, that was such a pain, learning the hard way that, that guy isn't the right one..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know too many pregnant ladies. I've had two dreams I was pregnant, and it's making me paranoid, haha. I told my mom about that and she mentioned she had dreams like that too and after her hysterectomy. So, who knows..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I better go do some exercises before bed. Have a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-2391531614675585297?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/2391531614675585297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=2391531614675585297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/2391531614675585297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/2391531614675585297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2009/02/currently.html' title='Currently..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-7292296695432900147</id><published>2009-01-30T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T05:42:09.091-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Tristan!</title><content type='html'>Today, my son is 1! We'll be celebrated by spending time with him and getting ready for his party tomorrow. He'll get to open presents from us today. :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll tell you how the party goes in a couple of days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you all have a great weekend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-7292296695432900147?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/7292296695432900147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=7292296695432900147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/7292296695432900147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/7292296695432900147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-tristan.html' title='Happy Birthday Tristan!'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-3575962295336953436</id><published>2009-01-19T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T08:20:46.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life as I know it..</title><content type='html'>I've been reading again. I took a break after I read the Twilight book series. I read three of them, quite quickly and the fourth one took longer, because I felt burnt out on reading. I finished last week, 'Revolutionary Road' which I read because it looked quite intriguing and I heard some good reviews. I however, hated it. I honestly didn't see anything good about it. I don't mind reading a book that doesn't have a happy ending, as long as it's good, but I just didn't see anything like-able about it. I would go into more detail, but I'm trying to sum up some things. I just finished "Confessions of a Shopaholic" which was a lot of fun. I thought I could use something fun, after being so depressed after the one before it. It's by a British writer and its different from the movie, although, I do want to see the movie. The book was intelligent. sweet, funny, and just charming. I'm encouraging some friends to read it..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow is my husband and my two year wedding anniversary. It's been a wonderful two years, even with the ups and downs. We were pregnant a year ago, and a year after that, we have a precious son that will be one at the end of the month. I'm so blessed to have Clint. He's a amazing man and I can go on and on about him, but I will resist that urge..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big first birthday party will be in less than two weeks now. It's a 'dress like a hero' theme party. My husband is going to dress like 'The Spirit' and Tristan will be Superman/baby, and I'm going to be Lara Croft aka Tomb Raider. Although, my costume will be the classiest version of her, because I'm conservative and also, it's freezing. My costume will look like a mix between Lara Croft and a Charlie's Angel. I'm really looking forward to the party. I love planning events like this, but with a lot of things like this, I've stressed a bit, but not lately. I'm going to make a superman cake. I'm so excited. I wanted Tristan's first birthday party to be really fun for everyone that attends..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so looking forward to the Spring. I wasn't made for this weather. I get so cold so easily, and I hate driving in the snow. Ah! I like nice warm sunny days..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm ready to get normal sleep again. Tristan was up a couple times during the night the two nights before last night and then last night, I couldn't sleep. I'm actually sick currently, with some type of cold affecting my sinuses and throat. I hope Tristan and Clint don't get sick..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had the weirdest dream, the other night. I can't remember that much about it, except that I was pregnant with #2 and everyone was mad at me for being pregnant. Haha. What's funny about that is I know I'm not, because, yeah. Anyway, it was strange..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really excited to hear that one of my favorite books' of Tristan's will be made into a movie. It's "Where the wild things are." It's such a fun book. I'm looking forward to the movie, it looks fantastic! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is all for now. I hope everyone is well and has a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-3575962295336953436?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/3575962295336953436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=3575962295336953436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/3575962295336953436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/3575962295336953436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-as-i-know-it.html' title='Life as I know it..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-2075632024039843146</id><published>2008-12-31T12:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:02:04.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;div class="note_header" style="background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: rgb(247, 247, 247); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-color: rgb(216, 223, 234); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(59, 89, 152); padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 6px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 6px; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;div class="note_title_share clearfix"&gt;&lt;div class="note_title" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 15px; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 0px; width: 440px; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;26 Random Facts, you may or may not know about me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="share_and_hide clearfix" style="font-size: 9px; float: right; "&gt;&lt;a onclick="return wait_for_load(this, event, function() { return share_internal_config(&amp;quot;s=4&amp;amp;appid=2347471856&amp;amp;p[]=66500476&amp;amp;p[]=42495883147&amp;quot;); });" class="share" title="Send this to friends or post it on your profile." style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 14px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 4px; display: block; float: left; background-image: url(http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/share_icon_small.gif); background-repeat: repeat-y; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: white; border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; border-top-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); border-right-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); border-bottom-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); border-left-color: rgb(127, 147, 188); background-position: 100% 50%; "&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="byline" style="clear: both; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="byline" style="clear: both; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;1. My absolute favorite flowers are tulips and roses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="note_content clearfix" style="clear: both; margin-left: 6px; padding-top: 10px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; width: 460px; "&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;2. I would like to get pregnant with the second child, when Tristan is 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I would like to have 3 children, unless I have twins with one of the next two pregnancies. My dad is a twin and my mom's sister had twins, so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Doesn't understand how someone would never want to have a child, ever. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Doesn't like cats, because they bother my allergies and I just don't trust them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Enjoys vacationing with just my little family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Would wear J Crew clothing everyday if financially able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Loves fashion, the shows, the magazines, and would prove it, if financially able to and if I had enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Would love to learn to play the violin one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is convinced my husband is a brilliant writer and an amazing man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Believes Tristan is the most beautiful baby, I've ever seen, however to save him, so he could be a good person, I think he needs siblings, because how I might be if he's the only one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I didn't even consider the possibility of being a stay at home mom one day, until the end of my junior year of college, just almost 2 months before dating Clint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I wanted to wait until Clint and I were married 2 years before getting pregnant with the first child, until God changed my heart after being married for 2 months, we got pregnant 2 more months after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Loves a good book, currently reading: 'Revolutionary Road.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Enjoys cooking and baking some, but is afraid to cook chicken. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Is a procrastinator, just look at my house and it'll prove it. So many projects to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Doesn't like talking on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Has a heart for missions and would love to do some mission work one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Loves movies and collecting them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Has some road rage issues. Ah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Is bad at finding good music, Clint has to help me find what to listen to. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Would love to take some ballroom dancing classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Has no hand-eye coordination. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Would love for her divorced parents to find love again one day, with two different special people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Doesn't like the cold weather, anything below 45 is just too cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Is more terrified of crocodiles/alligators and snakes than any other animals in the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ This was just a random list in no certain order of importance. I hope you enjoy! ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Correction #12, is 4 months before dating my husband Clint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: none; line-height: 14px; text-align: left; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 10px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;Bare with me, with this list, some of it was cut off during the cutting and pasting part..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-2075632024039843146?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/2075632024039843146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=2075632024039843146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/2075632024039843146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/2075632024039843146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2008/12/26-random-facts-you-may-or-may-not-know.html' title=''/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-8263432447641044457</id><published>2008-12-27T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:36:10.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Festivities..</title><content type='html'>Hi! It's been a while since my last post, so I thought I would update a bit. I'm really not sure if anyone is reading my blog, so if its even just for me, that will do..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naturally I'm a very introverted person. I get overwhelmed by being surrounded by lots of people. That is why I finished my Christmas shopping somewhat early this year. I made the mistake of going to Target yesterday and Wal-mart today, the weekend after Christmas. After I leave I feel so exhausted and I can't wait to get out of there. I did get some good reading material from Wal-mart for myself and also, my dad got a gift card for my son, so I bought him some books. He has tons of clothes, thanks to me and some family and lots of toys, and then he'll get more for his birthday next month. I did buy him some cute clothes on sale at Old Navy for his birthday. I just love baby clothes. I'm so picky though, so the selection was limited..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas Eve was spent with my mom's side of the family, at my aunt's house. We eat around 2 or 3pm and then open presents. Each year it seems to grow in size, so it was quite overwhelming and a very exhausting event, but still fun. I loved seeing my family! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Christmas morning we have breakfast at my grandparent's house, my dad's side. We eat then open presents and that's also a lot of fun. It's much smaller and more enjoyable. Christmas dinner we had some family and friends over, it was a lot of fun. I sometimes get a bit stressed having people over, just trying to make sure I came accommodate everyone and make sure the house looks nice and clean. It was Tristan's first Christmas and it was a wonderful one for us.   :-) I've been a good mom trying to sort through all his new toys and put them together, it's quite annoying how some toys are packaged. It's quite handy to have Clint to put some of them together..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm starting to learn more often lately that I need to be more content with my life. Sometimes, I feel so overwhelmed with everything, like trying to take care of Tristan full time, taking care of my husband, taking care of the house, and just anything that affects us, as well. I forget so often how blessed I am. Sometimes, I just would like a break. Tonight was nice, my mom watched Tristan, so Clint and I could go out to dinner. I miss going to the movies. It seems like a rare treat anymore. However, the sacrifice is well worth it. I love being a mom! I know that at times I might be overwhelmed or not know what to do or how to fix something, but it always seems to have a way of working out. God is definitely watching out for us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cousin is pregnant and I'm so excited. They were married 5 1/2 years before getting pregnant, and they may just have one, so this baby is a big deal. :-) I've been looking through unisex baby clothes, so she could borrow them, since we're waiting until Tristan turns 2 before we get pregnant for #2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel bad, but I'm getting tired of people telling us we need a dog right now. I do like dogs and we would like to get one, just several years from now. When the second child is 2 or 3, we'll consider it. There is someone close to me that has been married a few years and still has no intention of having children for a long time, if ever, tells me I need a dog. Ah! I'm having babies, that's enough to keep me busy. A dog will come when the children are old enough to appreciate it and when we have time to dedicate to it, so it won't be neglected. I don't want a puppy, maybe an older dog, not too old, but a calm dog, that can be a best friend to the children. :-) Please don't hate me for my personal feeling about dogs. I do like them, just not right now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can fit into some of my pre-pregnancy jeans now. :-) I'm seeing results and I've been slacking. Ah! So, I'm going to start back with exercising and making wiser decisions with my food choices. I want to look and feel better. Somehow being able to fit in my jeans, makes me want to shape up more than not being able to fit in them. I think having a fast crawler has been good exercise, haha. Speaking of which, he'll be 11 months old soon, time flies! Today, he held on to the coffee table and took side steps, trying to grab objects on the table, which is such progress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that Christmas is over, I can focus on his party planning..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will be the spring and summer of getting my home together. I'm getting more motivated. I want to get it done, so I can sit back and relax knowing my home looks good..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is all for now, of my randomness. Have a good rest of the weekend! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-8263432447641044457?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/8263432447641044457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=8263432447641044457' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/8263432447641044457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/8263432447641044457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-festivities.html' title='Christmas Festivities..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-7313182242888809197</id><published>2008-12-09T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T10:50:35.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting things accomplished!</title><content type='html'>I just put Tristan down for a nap, so I thought I would write another blog, before I clean the house and start on some laundry..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was quite the crazy day. When I normally wake up in the morning, I'm usually dragging, because Tristan wakes up a couple times during the night. I sat down on the couch with my phone beside of me, then I notice an hour or two later, I couldn't find it. So, Clint called it and we noticed it had fallen down in the couch, so while attempting to get it out, we ended up breaking in half. I felt bad, because I know I made Clint feel bad about breaking it, trying to get it out. I know he didn't mean to. I was just sad because the phone had so many pictures of Tristan on it, especially in the early part of his life, I cried a little. :-( Then, I just had to not think about it and know I had plenty of other pictures. Today, I got a new phone and it's quite amazing! The good thing is, it's still the same number and the cell phone employee was able to save all my contacts..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did some more Christmas shopping yesterday, which was nice. I'm trying to get it all finished soon. I have a package of three items coming soon, for my niece and two nephews. I also, ordered a watch for my mom, which will be coming soon hopefully. Then, we just have four more people to buy for. We had so many on the list this year. I have wrapped all, but one of the presents we have, only because it's not wrap-able, I'll have to get a pretty and a large gift-bag for it. Before this holiday season, it's been many years since I've wrapped presents. I think having a child has made me want to start wrapping presents again, although gift-bags are just so convient most of the time. Some of the wrapping looks good, some of it, looks like a third grader wrapped it, haha. The Christmas cards that I finished last week, I finally sent them off today. I was going to send them off yesterday, but both post offices were packed full, so I bought stamps today at the grocery store and took care of them. I love the Christmas cards with pictures of the family, so does Tristan, he enjoys looking at them on the refrigerator. We'll have to do that one year. I'm so excited about seeing my brother and sister-in-law at Christmas. They live in Ohio, and I haven't seen them since May. They  don't have any children yet, just two dogs, one of them, I've met, he's so adorable and the other one is new. :-) We got them doggie treats..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend will be pretty busy. We have family in from out of town, which is always fun. A friend of Clint's, for many years is getting married on Saturday night. The wedding starts at 7 pm, which is pretty late, when you have a small child. We're going to the wedding, but Tristan and I will not be able to stay for the reception. Clint may or may not go. I hope Tristan is quiet during the service, to be on the safe side, I'll sit in the back. My nephew Jeremiah will be 1 on Saturday. My brother and sister-in-law are going to have a party for him on Saturday at 1. I'm excited! I just love the little guy! We got him an outfit and a cute pirate gift-bag that comes with an eye patch, ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited about Tristan's first birthday party. I can't believe it'll be next month! I still need to figure out all the details of entertainment, food, and location. It's all rather exciting! I love putting together parties and such. With a friend's help, I'm going to have a diaper shower for a good friend of mine in a few months. She has three children and she's expecting twins! :-) I miss her so much, she's been very sick. I'm looking forward to visiting with her tonight, it's been too long. We've taken flowers once, and dinner a couple times, but I didn't want to invite myself over for a visit, I wanted her to let me know when she wanted company, and she did, so I'm going, yay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I better get off of here and start cleaning. Have a good week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-7313182242888809197?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/7313182242888809197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=7313182242888809197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/7313182242888809197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/7313182242888809197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2008/12/getting-things-accomplished.html' title='Getting things accomplished!'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-117044909716367499</id><published>2008-12-07T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:59:46.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updating..</title><content type='html'>I'm amazed how quickly time has flown by. Christmas is less than 3 weeks away! I'm so excited, I love the holiday season..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tristan is 10 months old. He's quite the fast crawler. He gets into everything, we have to stay with him or put him in his Jeep walker all the time. He thinks 'no' means crawl faster. I usually shower when he's napping, unless Clint's home. He has four teeth. He can pull himself to a standing position, but he hasn't started walking yet. Poor guy, he currently has the sniffles. I'm hoping they'll pass soon. He has the most amazing smile and laugh, they always bring a smile to my face. I absolutely love being a mother! I'm excited about his first Christmas. We got him a couple toys that are for 12 month olds, so it'll be more challenging and hopefully fun too. We also got him some clothes and other random things. I love buying things for him. I'm so picky about what I buy for him to wear, he must look cute! :-) I need to make more plans for his first birthday party, super hero theme. He was superman for Halloween. He was so cute! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so blessed to have Clint. He has been a wonderful husband and father. He's been so helpful to me throughout all the crazy-ness! He was able to go away for the weekend for a bachelor party trip. I'm glad he went, even though we missed him lots! I'm so in love with him! We'll be married 2 years next month! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally put up our Christmas tree tonight. We delayed for a while because of Tristan and I'm sure we won't keep it up too long after Christmas. We'll have to make sure he doesn't get in to any mischief with the tree, haha. We have some random decorations around the living room and dinning room. We have a wreath on the front door and a cute snowman rug. I'm not much into lots of decorations outside, I do enjoy looking at others that go a little Griswald-ish (Christmas Vacation). I've enjoyed listening to Christmas music and watching Christmas movies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Connecting.. There are just some people that I just don't connect with. We get along fine, and we can make civil conversation, but we don't hang out much at all. Unfortunately, some of my friends have been harder to get together with, due to pregnancies, new marriages, long distance, work, etc. I'm still trying to make an effort..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like I've become a better wife after having Tristan. I clean more, even though it does get messy with toys all over the floor, its pointless cleaning up until he goes to bed. I'm cooking more and just so many other things. I finished my Christmas cards days ago, just need to get to the post office. I stayed in all weekend because Tristan was sick. I need to finish Christmas shopping and wrapping presents soon, so I can relax until Christmas. :-) I've learned so much. I know that I don't have to have a perfect house and be perfect at everything. I'm learning to laugh more at my crazy-ness of not remembering how to spell simple words or forgetting a simple word for something. I enjoy reading again! I read a book series and I enjoy reading to Tristan, when he pays attention, ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's enough for now, sorry for the long post..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-117044909716367499?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/117044909716367499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=117044909716367499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/117044909716367499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/117044909716367499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2008/12/updating.html' title='Updating..'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7880853205052532667.post-6449483734821962679</id><published>2008-12-07T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:12:45.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting again.</title><content type='html'>I'm coming back to the blogging world. I just feel like there is so much on my mind and heart. There might be times of vulnerability and times of just randomness. I stopped because of different reasons, but I've missed it. I hope my friends will continue reading and commenting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7880853205052532667-6449483734821962679?l=allywb84.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/feeds/6449483734821962679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7880853205052532667&amp;postID=6449483734821962679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/6449483734821962679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7880853205052532667/posts/default/6449483734821962679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allywb84.blogspot.com/2008/12/starting-again.html' title='Starting again.'/><author><name>allywb</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15217703475960943099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_t15bSNAYhv0/SHblDzQASJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/FhMqDUegCdk/S220/awb08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
