<?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-575954492832589810</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:58:19.194-07:00</updated><category term='school'/><category term='vacation'/><title type='text'>alysia juanita</title><subtitle type='html'>take my hand &amp;amp; watch the world go by</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-4640928678529853681</id><published>2009-07-07T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:46:56.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW BLOG</title><content type='html'>I've made the switch to WordPress. Please please please visit my new home at: &lt;a href="http://alysiajuanita.wordpress.com"&gt;http://alysiajuanita.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves to you all. muah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-4640928678529853681?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4640928678529853681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=4640928678529853681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/4640928678529853681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/4640928678529853681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-blog.html' title='NEW BLOG'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-7305704335322402264</id><published>2009-01-24T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T23:57:41.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness.</title><content type='html'>today was such a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to bed with a smile on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight good day, let's try for another one tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-7305704335322402264?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7305704335322402264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=7305704335322402264' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7305704335322402264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7305704335322402264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/happiness.html' title='happiness.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-3145300983154420849</id><published>2009-01-14T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T20:01:45.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>anyone know where i can get some motivation??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SW6yXoM5KMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Cak0VqPgR58/s1600-h/Photo+86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SW6yXoM5KMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Cak0VqPgR58/s400/Photo+86.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291362731205142722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is me on a thursday night avoiding getting anything done.&lt;br /&gt;our stuff is about 50% unpacked &amp;amp; as much as i want stuff put away i have no motivation to actually do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been fun!&lt;br /&gt;monday i hung out with jamie &amp;amp; corban. i also visited 2 targets, which always makes me happy. i bought benjamin a couple of pretty sweet shirts, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SW6zNA-FrDI/AAAAAAAAAf4/O0DETtcz7NA/s1600-h/DSC02203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SW6zNA-FrDI/AAAAAAAAAf4/O0DETtcz7NA/s400/DSC02203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291363648387001394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SW6zNC7cOjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Hpnd-MBIhxo/s1600-h/DSC02202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SW6zNC7cOjI/AAAAAAAAAfw/Hpnd-MBIhxo/s400/DSC02202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291363648912767538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;not only are they cute, but they were only $2 each. i love love love target clearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to joann's and bought the rest of the supplies i need to make the quilt for benjamin's bed. now i just have to get it started &amp;amp; done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today i went to the doctors, which was cool because everything is going great, but not so cool cause i gained another 8 lbs this month. grrr. oh well, i'm determined to enjoy the rest of my pregnancy &amp;amp; not worry so much about the weight. she wants me to be completely ready for benjamin in the next 4 weeks just in case i go into labor early. only 4 weeks! craziness. i have A LOT to do. after the doctors we had breakfast at a's, which was totally awesome! i love chorizo &amp;amp; potato burittos. and then for lunch i had the pleasure of having lunch with jamie, corban, sherrie, &amp;amp; harvey at red robin. LOVE their hamburgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm home &amp;amp; nate's at class &amp;amp; i'm just trying to get motivated. me &amp;amp; davy jones are a bit homesick for moorpark &amp;amp; can't wait to go up on friday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-3145300983154420849?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3145300983154420849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=3145300983154420849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3145300983154420849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3145300983154420849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/anyone-know-where-i-can-get-some.html' title='anyone know where i can get some motivation??'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SW6yXoM5KMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/Cak0VqPgR58/s72-c/Photo+86.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-5648653320262019881</id><published>2009-01-09T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T21:33:59.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>move it.</title><content type='html'>i have some packing to do &amp;amp; i'm completely unmotivated to do so.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sick of moving.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be in one place &amp;amp; have my own home again with my own decorations &amp;amp; my own stuff.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's my bitching for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-5648653320262019881?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5648653320262019881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=5648653320262019881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/5648653320262019881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/5648653320262019881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/move-it.html' title='move it.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-1319748503249748586</id><published>2009-01-06T15:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T15:39:54.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iowa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWPrfC1KMlI/AAAAAAAAAfg/uX_uE6K5c7s/s1600-h/IOWA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWPrfC1KMlI/AAAAAAAAAfg/uX_uE6K5c7s/s400/IOWA.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288329306031403602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My best friend is officially "home" in Iowa. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My home just doesn't feel the same without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still in a slight state of denial. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-1319748503249748586?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1319748503249748586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=1319748503249748586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/1319748503249748586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/1319748503249748586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/iowa.html' title='iowa.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWPrfC1KMlI/AAAAAAAAAfg/uX_uE6K5c7s/s72-c/IOWA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-5935964792627559017</id><published>2009-01-05T19:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T19:09:41.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>excited.</title><content type='html'>wednesday we're going to do a 4D ultrasound &amp;amp; i cannot begin to tell you how excited i am to see benjamin in all his 4D glory. i keep trying to figure out what he looks like...it'll be so amazing to see who's nose he has, what his little hands look like, if he's really as big as i think he is &amp;amp; what position he's in. i have yet to figure out what body part of his is constantly kicking me and causing me problems breathing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so stoked! can't wait to share our videos &amp;amp; pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-5935964792627559017?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5935964792627559017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=5935964792627559017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/5935964792627559017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/5935964792627559017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/excited.html' title='excited.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-3390269795550112217</id><published>2009-01-05T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T00:04:13.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm really...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;into this cd right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWG-yDCzmLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/F0UM664YjZc/s1600-h/pe-she_and_him-volume_one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWG-yDCzmLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/F0UM664YjZc/s400/pe-she_and_him-volume_one.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287717204529486002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWG-xjF1FtI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Jw2xxZyukfs/s1600-h/20080228_she__him_33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWG-xjF1FtI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/Jw2xxZyukfs/s400/20080228_she__him_33.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287717195952232146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-3390269795550112217?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3390269795550112217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=3390269795550112217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3390269795550112217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3390269795550112217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-really.html' title='i&apos;m really...'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWG-yDCzmLI/AAAAAAAAAfY/F0UM664YjZc/s72-c/pe-she_and_him-volume_one.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-2429237821081422777</id><published>2009-01-03T22:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T00:14:27.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fabric.fabric.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWBp1OxFOHI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AkrPP38NCS0/s1600-h/IMG_7777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWBp1OxFOHI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AkrPP38NCS0/s400/IMG_7777.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287342325750904946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today we went to l.a. to michael levine, one of my favorite fabric stores, to try to find fabric to complete benjamin's bedding. we're already set on using the retro rocket rascals fabric by michael miller &amp;amp; needed something simple to complete it. after much looking around we settled on a red &amp;amp; white poke-a-dot &amp;amp; a white chenile to go with the two. now the plan is that i'm going to sew a quilt using the retro rocket rascals &amp;amp; poke-a-dots on the front &amp;amp; the chenile will be the backing. i'm going to trim the blanket with satin ribbon. i'm also going to make a bed skirt using just the red poke-a-dots and then a bumper using the retro rocket rascals fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWBpn0RY-fI/AAAAAAAAAfA/vGHG4Isst70/s1600-h/IMG_7781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWBpn0RY-fI/AAAAAAAAAfA/vGHG4Isst70/s400/IMG_7781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287342095300360690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i'm pretending not to be overwhelmed. haha. i've never taken anything this big on as a sewing project so i'm just praying that it all works out. luckily i know some awesome sewers so if worse comes to worse i can ask for help. i'm also supposedly crocheting him a blanket, but that'll have to wait a bit. not like i didn't know he was coming over the past 6.5 months. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-2429237821081422777?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2429237821081422777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=2429237821081422777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/2429237821081422777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/2429237821081422777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/fabricfabric.html' title='fabric.fabric.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SWBp1OxFOHI/AAAAAAAAAfI/AkrPP38NCS0/s72-c/IMG_7777.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-3355872844624761761</id><published>2009-01-03T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:24:14.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday.</title><content type='html'>found my old nose ring.&lt;br&gt;went to target.&lt;br&gt;bought 2 new books; the shack &amp;amp; marley &amp;amp; me.&lt;br&gt;registered for more stuff at babies r us.&lt;br&gt;finished 2 beanies.&lt;br&gt;watched step up 2 the streets. most amazing dance sequence ever.&lt;br&gt;had some amazing hot chocolate. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much an amazing day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-3355872844624761761?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3355872844624761761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=3355872844624761761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3355872844624761761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3355872844624761761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday.html' title='yesterday.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-3204909398936705172</id><published>2008-12-31T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T12:16:21.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>1. What did you do in 2008 that you'd never done before?&lt;div&gt;In September we went on a 7 day cruise to Mexico. Amazingness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't really remember any new ones that I made last year. I always start my year by trying to read a book a week &amp;amp; even though I read a lot, I definitely didn't fulfill that. This year I just want to focus more on my relationship with God &amp;amp; being a good wife &amp;amp; mother. I'm not even sure you could call that a resolution, though, because it'll be a work in progress for my whole life, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my cousin Valerie &amp;amp; friends Ashley, Jamie &amp;amp; Sherrie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, my Punkin Nina (Aunt Lillian) died in June. I still can't believe it sometimes. I wish she was here to meet Benjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just Mexico. We walked across the border twice with Tyler &amp;amp; Sherrie &amp;amp; had some good tacos &amp;amp; $.99 beer. And we went on a 7 day cruise with the Mahoney's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive to complete my projects. I have so many things half finished. It irritates me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 4, 2008. It was the date I found out that I had miscarried. It changed my life drastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Not worrying as much. I've really come far in trusting God in our finances, where we live, and when he wants us to have children. things that used to really wear on me don't anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure I had one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;I got deathly ill (maybe an exaggeration) in february with a fever of 104 for like 3 days &amp;amp; thought i was going to do. No real injuries, though, thankfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tattoos. I'm so happy I finally finished my back, it's so beautiful! Also, I love my tattoo on my right arm. It's in memory of my Grandma &amp;amp; I had been wanting to get it for so long. Now I only have to wait to get it colored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;Rent, car payments, food, vacation, &amp;amp; tattoos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Patrick Boland. Finding out that I was pregnant was such a surprise. I had finally decided that I needed to just stop trying to control everything &amp;amp; it just happened. In the past 6 months I've come to completely adore my little boy even though I have yet to meet him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Low feat. T-Pain by Flo Rida. I listened to a lot of Pop/Hip-Hop Radio this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Thinner or fatter?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely fatter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Richer or poorer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Definitely poorer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I would have spent more time with my friends &amp;amp; family. Not that I didn't spend a lot of time with them, but I wish I would have done more with the opportunities given to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;I wish I would have spent less time feeling sorry for myself. It ruined so much of my year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;I spent Christmas Eve at home with my parents, my brothers &amp;amp; other family. Christmas Day was spent driving to Mission Viejo to spend breakfast with Nate's family, then driving to Carson to hang out with all the Figueroa's, &amp;amp; then driving back to Mission Viejo to have dinner with the Perry's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;I fell more in love with Nate &amp;amp; so in love with Benjamin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;America's Next Top Model, Project Runway, Grey's Anatomy, Heroes, Private Practice, Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters, Eli Stone, &amp;amp; 90210.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is worth that much of my time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the best book you read?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I looked back over the books I read this year &amp;amp; Into the Wild by Jon Krakauer really stood out to me. It was so inspiring, I loved every part of it. And I'm not ashamed to say that I got hooked on the Twilight series. LOVE those books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;I grew to love Rihanna, Ray LaMontagne, Duffy, &amp;amp; Kanye West. Also, any new artist that FM 94.9 played. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure there was plenty, but I can't really think of anything right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Night &amp;amp; Step Up 2 The Streets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;I spent my 26th with my family. It was really low key. It was right after my Punkin Nina died, I was just starting my new job &amp;amp; moving from San Diego so that time is such a blur to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction is to say that I wish I wouldn't have miscarried, our baby would be 6 months old about now. But then I think about it &amp;amp; I wouldn't be having Benjamin. God works everything for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Normal me, jeans &amp;amp; a t-shirt, horizontally striped shirts, but with some color. I tried to accessorize more...hats, scarves, jewlery. And I experimented with my hair a bit more. It was a fun year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;More like "Who"...God. Nate. Hannah. My family. My close friends. I was in so much need this past year. I am so thankful for the people God has placed in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jonathon Rhys Meyers. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Not sure which one to choose. I guess I'll just say that this year I was pretty stirred, more so than other years. I was a lot more informed than in past elections. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;San Diego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;Corban &amp;amp; Harvey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in control. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So live your life, ay ay ay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of chasing that paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ain't got no time for no haters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just live your life (Oh!) , ay ay ay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No telling where it'll take you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-3204909398936705172?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3204909398936705172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=3204909398936705172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3204909398936705172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3204909398936705172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-7395959636863696223</id><published>2008-12-28T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:34:31.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's difficult to say goodbye...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walk away it's hard to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SVh9Gq4eE9I/AAAAAAAAAcw/WUm6VIwYtC8/s320/christmas960129my.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285111716263105490" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SVh9PZivSII/AAAAAAAAAc4/Pupz4-Qi4UY/s320/bestfriends.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285111866227378306" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SViI3E81h5I/AAAAAAAAAdo/5KLST8i6rA4/s320/grouppic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285124642522367890" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SViE2EmGh1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/bJoZgBIemmM/s320/0253200-R1-029-13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285120227200632658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 59px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SViAjaDhz7I/AAAAAAAAAdA/Mm0ulOu4uVE/s320/meandhan2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285115508497174450" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SViGtd8zhWI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Ri9m2Siu8LM/s320/P6300038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285122278411175266" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SViFZH8qe-I/AAAAAAAAAdY/cnOWaQRuV7I/s320/DSC_0338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285120829395991522" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SVkT-_pjRsI/AAAAAAAAAd4/ublc6LdDO_M/s320/IMG_1651.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285277610654516930" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SVkNuca4lPI/AAAAAAAAAdw/YbQSwgnXfSA/s320/IMG_5113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285270729250084082" /&gt; &lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SViEcTMwcVI/AAAAAAAAAdI/z8hsHIV1m5M/s320/IMG_7707.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285119784444260690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's amazing to know someone that knows exactly what I'm thinking with one raise of an eyebrow. For the past 12 years we were nearly inseparable until the past few years when i got married, moved &amp;amp; she became the random world traveler that she is. Though we've been separated by distance before, I've always enjoyed coming home &amp;amp; driving down L.A. Avenue knowing that she was just on the other side of it. She's been my best friend, my other-other half, my confidant, my strength, my comforter &amp;amp; my road trip buddy. Being back in Moorpark for the past 6 months has made me really appreciate (all over again) what an amazing friend that God blessed me with. We were an unlikely pair, but I really don't know what I would have done without her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obviously, I'm pretty bummed she's leaving &amp;amp; I don't think I've even really started to believe it yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm going to miss Hannah so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-7395959636863696223?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7395959636863696223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=7395959636863696223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7395959636863696223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7395959636863696223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-difficult-to-say-goodbye.html' title='it&apos;s difficult to say goodbye...'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SVh9Gq4eE9I/AAAAAAAAAcw/WUm6VIwYtC8/s72-c/christmas960129my.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-7095231704670119793</id><published>2008-12-15T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T00:48:04.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nate's been gone since thursday. i dropped him off at long beach airport thursday afternoon, he's spending 5 days with his grandma in petaluma, a little north of san francisco. i miss him like crazy! it'll be the longest amount of time we'll be separated since we got married. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SUYULehhwcI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1SHiJ-4NUOw/s320/PC120063.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279929800543289794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday night my mom hosted her work party &amp;amp; even though i didn't know everybody, it was a lot of fun. it was especially awesome because hannah was there &amp;amp; anytime she's around i have such a great time. it's amazing to know someone so well that we don't even have to talk to communicate. spending so much time with her lately makes me so sad that she's leaving so soon. but i'm just gonna keep denying that fact for the time being. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SUYTR7Le_KI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nsJ92b_oLfU/s1600-h/IMG_5411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SUYTR7Le_KI/AAAAAAAAAcI/nsJ92b_oLfU/s320/IMG_5411.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279928811803049122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at 6:15 on saturday morning i was woken up by sherrie's mom letting me know that harvey abram williams was born! so crazy &amp;amp; unexpected since he wasn't due until january 1. i left later that morning to go &amp;amp; see him &amp;amp; he is so perfect. i was so blessed to be able to hang out with sherrie all afternoon &amp;amp; just spend some time with little harvey. i can't wait to see him again on tuesday after i pick up nate from the airport. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing harvey &amp;amp; being there to watch how tyler &amp;amp; sherrie interacted with him made me all the more excited for benjamin to come. everyday i get closer &amp;amp; closer &amp;amp; the excitement is overwhelming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SUYZXKkaK1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/1yrwn7P5uMo/s320/IMG_5475.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279935498903235410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i went to grace for church, hung out with everyone at home fellowship, &amp;amp; then went to grace's christmas pageant. it was pretty awesome. after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;much debate, hannah &amp;amp; i decided to hang out at starbucks for a bit &amp;amp; rachel joined us a bit later. i love these girls, they make my life so happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-7095231704670119793?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7095231704670119793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=7095231704670119793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7095231704670119793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7095231704670119793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/12/life-lately.html' title='life lately.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SUYULehhwcI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/1SHiJ-4NUOw/s72-c/PC120063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-4346153948125861205</id><published>2008-12-03T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:53:45.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird.</title><content type='html'>it's such a weird feeling to put on a shirt that used to fit really loose &amp; find that it now looks like it's painted on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-4346153948125861205?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4346153948125861205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=4346153948125861205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/4346153948125861205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/4346153948125861205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/12/weird.html' title='weird.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-7010701880819887547</id><published>2008-12-03T00:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T00:20:32.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/STZAxPDqQWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Ssd5AQzSCnM/s1600-h/nate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/STZAxPDqQWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Ssd5AQzSCnM/s320/nate.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275475228110766434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nate has the most genuine and joyful laugh. it's almost boyish in a way.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me happy. it makes me smile. &lt;br /&gt;i hope benjamin has a laugh just like his dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-7010701880819887547?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7010701880819887547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=7010701880819887547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7010701880819887547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7010701880819887547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/12/laughter.html' title='laughter.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/STZAxPDqQWI/AAAAAAAAAbY/Ssd5AQzSCnM/s72-c/nate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-1508793272738733280</id><published>2008-11-30T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T09:20:24.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>benjamin.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/STLHqp7LS2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/0dyWfCw0CX4/s1600-h/IMG_5651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/STLHqp7LS2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/0dyWfCw0CX4/s320/IMG_5651.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274497649226763106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm 24 weeks along, which means in approximately 16 weeks benjamin will be here...that's only 4 months! i'm getting more &amp;amp; more excited everyday. i feel so blessed to be able to experience having a child. sure, pregnancy is not my favorite thing in the world; the backaches, getting stuck sitting on the floor, the shortness of breath, the weight gain...not my favorite things. but when i think of the end result &amp;amp; getting to be a mom it all fades away and the excitement just sets in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"behold, children are a gift of the lord, the fruit of the womb is a reward." psalm 127:3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-1508793272738733280?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1508793272738733280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=1508793272738733280' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/1508793272738733280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/1508793272738733280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/11/benjamin.html' title='benjamin.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/STLHqp7LS2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/0dyWfCw0CX4/s72-c/IMG_5651.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-2964580168061689617</id><published>2008-11-18T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T17:39:54.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lies women believe</title><content type='html'>i've been in a study with some women from my old church for the last five weeks &amp;amp; it's pretty stinkin amazing. we're reading the book "lies women believe: and the truth that sets them free" by nancy leigh demoss. this week's chapter focused on lies that women believe about marriage. i've been married for almost 2.5 years &amp;amp; even though this chapter was a reminder of how far i still have to go, i am so thankful for this teaching so early on in my marriage.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last section of the chapter had this list that stood out to me &amp;amp; convicted me on so many levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;there is no marriage God cannot heal. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is no person God cannot change&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the primary purpose of marriage is not to be happy&lt;/span&gt;, but to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;glorify God&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reflect His redeeming, covenant love&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God uses the rough edges of each partner in a marriage to conform the other to the image of Christ. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your mate's weaknesses can become a tool in God's hand to make you into the woman He created you to be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;true love--God's love--is unconditional and never fails&lt;/span&gt;. we cannot love another human being perfectly on our own. but God can love anyone through us, if we are willing to let Him. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love is not a feeling; it is a commitment to act in the best interests of another&lt;/span&gt;. by God's grace, we can choose to love anyone, even if we do not have warm feelings toward that person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marriage is a covenant&lt;/span&gt;. God is a covenant-keeping God. he kept His promises to the nation of Israel, even when they were spiritually adulterous and pursued other lovers. the Lord Jesus keeps His promises to His bride--the church--even when we are unfaithful to Him. because He is faithful to keep His promises, it is never right for us to break the marriage covenant that was intended to be a picture of the redemptive relationship between God and His people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God has commanded us to forgive without limit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your faithfulness and willingness to extend sacrificial love to your mate may be the means of his spiritual healing, even as Christ's suffering was the means by which we were healed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;God's grace is sufficient to enable you to be faithful to your mate and to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ove and forgive without limit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God will never forsake you&lt;/span&gt;. regardless of what you must endure, He will be there to carry you through.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the rewards of faithfulness in this life may not be fully experienced until eternity. but faithfulness will be rewarded and it will be worth the wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i just want to encourage married women (&amp;amp; future married women) to look to Christ in your marriage, know that true happiness is not found in (or out of) your marriage, know that a godly life &amp;amp; prayer are a wife's two greatest means of influencing your husband's life, serve your husband &amp;amp; be his helper, know that submission places you under the covering and protection of God and when you step out from under that authority it makes you vulnerable to attacks from the enemy, &amp;amp; God created man to be an initiator and the woman to be the responder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-2964580168061689617?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/2964580168061689617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=2964580168061689617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/2964580168061689617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/2964580168061689617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/11/lies-women-believe.html' title='lies women believe'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-4949268787360691022</id><published>2008-11-17T10:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T10:45:26.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good job.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SSG7f7F8FUI/AAAAAAAAAag/rkymIUR_OjU/s1600-h/homestead+INSIDE.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 384px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SSG7f7F8FUI/AAAAAAAAAag/rkymIUR_OjU/s400/homestead+INSIDE.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269699196113130818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good job Jimmie Johnson. I'm so excited that Hendricks won yet, another championship. :&lt;/span&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/575954492832589810-4949268787360691022?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4949268787360691022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=4949268787360691022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/4949268787360691022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/4949268787360691022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-job.html' title='good job.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SSG7f7F8FUI/AAAAAAAAAag/rkymIUR_OjU/s72-c/homestead+INSIDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-964533580735113128</id><published>2008-11-16T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:06:13.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SSEJe-WnbEI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JwFOUnt8sAI/s1600-h/app_full_proxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 369px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SSEJe-WnbEI/AAAAAAAAAaY/JwFOUnt8sAI/s400/app_full_proxy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269503466738773058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just wanted to save it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-964533580735113128?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/964533580735113128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=964533580735113128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/964533580735113128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SR4Qp0f7pKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/L8zVRA1Yatc/s1600-h/twilight1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i'm soooo stinkin excited about this movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SR4Qp0f7pKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/L8zVRA1Yatc/s1600-h/twilight1.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SR4Qp0f7pKI/AAAAAAAAAZo/L8zVRA1Yatc/s320/twilight1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268666924723315874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i know i got caught up in the trend.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i don't care. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-4658125168876252231?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4658125168876252231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=4658125168876252231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/4658125168876252231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;n excellent wife, who can find? For her worth is far above jewels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She does him good and not evil all the days of her life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She looks for wool and flax and works with her hands in delight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She is like merchant ships; She brings her food from afar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She rises also while it is still night and gives food to her household and portions to her maidens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She considers a field and buys it; From her earnings she plants a vineyard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She girds herself with strength and makes her arms strong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She senses that her gain is good; her lamp does not go out at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She stretches out her hands to the distaff, and her hands grasp the spindle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She extends her hand to the poor, and she stretches out her hands to the needy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She is not afraid of the snow for her household, for all her household are clothed with scarlet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She makes coverings for herself; her clothing is fine linen and purple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Her husband is known in the gates, when he sits among the elders of the land. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She makes linen garments and sells them, and supplies belts to the tradesmen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Strength and dignity are her clothing, and she smiles at the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She opens her mouth in wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;She looks well to the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Her children rise up and bless her; her husband also, and he praises her, saying: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Many daughters have done nobly, but you excel them all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;but a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Give her the product of her hands, and let her works praise her in the gates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;how i long to be this woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-4937616799811957337?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4937616799811957337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-120409953221133461</id><published>2008-10-15T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T23:10:14.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a boy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SPbZvzTRNwI/AAAAAAAAASU/PZm7_q26HIo/s1600-h/benjamin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SPbZvzTRNwI/AAAAAAAAASU/PZm7_q26HIo/s320/benjamin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257629030249740034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is my baby boy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;benjamin patrick boland.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i keep looking at this photo &amp;amp; i'm completely in awe of the fact that right now he's in me moving around or sleeping or listening to me talk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am beyond excited...i don't even know the right word to use to describe how i completely can't wait for him to get here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am even more in awe of the fact that in 5 short months i'll be holding him &amp;amp; talking to him &amp;amp; i'll be able to see what he looks like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so in love with him already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you god. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-120409953221133461?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/120409953221133461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=120409953221133461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/120409953221133461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/120409953221133461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-boy.html' title='it&apos;s a boy!!'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SPbZvzTRNwI/AAAAAAAAASU/PZm7_q26HIo/s72-c/benjamin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-9198207539332616325</id><published>2008-08-24T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T22:17:54.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>help wanted.</title><content type='html'>i'm jobless. last wednesday i was notified that i "didn't meet the terms of my probation" and was let go from my job with the city of thousand oaks. i'm bummed about the loss of income, but honestly am so excited to be out of there. it's wonderful to be released from the stress of going to a job that i disliked everyday. and it's awesome to be able to be pregnant and be home &amp;amp; rest when i need to. i have absolutely no idea what god has in store for us, but the unknown excites me a bit. now i have time to be crafty &amp;amp; work on all those little projects i've been dying to start &amp;amp; finish for so long now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-9198207539332616325?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/9198207539332616325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=9198207539332616325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SK-jUBI2YXI/AAAAAAAAARU/KHeV18DCawM/s1600-h/ultrasound.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SK-jUBI2YXI/AAAAAAAAARU/KHeV18DCawM/s400/ultrasound.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237584455953441138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;due march 20. i cannot wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/575954492832589810-3394239571706577230?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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angeles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;october 11-las vegas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the excitement is overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-1393251244252904570?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/1393251244252904570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=1393251244252904570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/1393251244252904570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>school is done tonight. i'm so excited &amp; really bummed out at the same time. i didn't finish my final project, which pretty much guaranteed me a non passing grade. i have been so busy &amp; stressed the last 2 weeks i have hardly had any time or ability to focus on my schoolwork. i guess if anything, i'm stoked that i held out until the end, which is a lot to say for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-7214711350979529757?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7214711350979529757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=7214711350979529757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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give our 30 day notice &amp;amp; move out of our wonderful little place in san diego. i'm so stressed out about other things in life, that i haven't really had time to be sad about it yet. we'll be moving back in with my parents if i get the job in thousand oaks that i applied for or back in with nate's if i don't. i'm trying hard not to let it worry me, but i think the pounding headache i have this afternoon can be attributed to my worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am trying whole-heartedly to trust in god..."trying" being the key word here. when has he ever let me down? i have no reason not to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-4829138204643118020?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/4829138204643118020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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thursday &amp;amp; i honestly have no idea what i'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only one more week until all of this is over. i'm just going to have to work my hardest today &amp;amp; see what i come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need an energy drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another more exciting note (only to me) it's going to be freakin hot this weekend in utah &amp;amp; in vegas. i know it's going to be disgusting, but i love heat. i live for it. yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-407547350693902794?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/407547350693902794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-7895654876222413977</id><published>2008-05-14T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T09:30:30.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SCsSM0eBUiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/oTgJEB_1DZo/s1600-h/everythingposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200270206181659170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SCsSM0eBUiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/oTgJEB_1DZo/s400/everythingposter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i love this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SCsRuUeBUhI/AAAAAAAAAQM/e2GMcZLJWFQ/s1600-h/everythingposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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title='&lt;3'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SCsSM0eBUiI/AAAAAAAAAQU/oTgJEB_1DZo/s72-c/everythingposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-3613910265088040953</id><published>2008-04-21T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T10:18:51.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yuck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAzJ0TxQncI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bSom4O8GXdU/s1600-h/starbucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191746370948603330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAzJ0TxQncI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bSom4O8GXdU/s200/starbucks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today i came to the realization that i'm really not a starbucks coffee drinker any longer. i had the most disgusting &amp;amp; bitter cup of coffee i've ever had. i'd so much rather have a nice cup of mate vana tea or maybe a little cloud 9 rooibos. so goodbye starbucks coffee, we've had a nice run. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-3613910265088040953?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/3613910265088040953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=3613910265088040953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3613910265088040953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/3613910265088040953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/04/yuck.html' title='yuck.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAzJ0TxQncI/AAAAAAAAAO8/bSom4O8GXdU/s72-c/starbucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-5484039640466281345</id><published>2008-02-07T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T09:08:03.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>free.</title><content type='html'>i want to be freed. i want to be content with my life. i don't want to be jealous and bitter anymore. i want my situation to stop holding me back from living the rest of my life. i don't want it to dictate everything that i do. i want to not only realize that god has a plan for my life, but be able to trust that, too. i want to get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-5484039640466281345?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/5484039640466281345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=5484039640466281345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/5484039640466281345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/5484039640466281345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/02/free.html' title='free.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-711709820465339254</id><published>2008-01-29T15:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T15:20:33.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>crruuuush.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/R5-zlJU3dwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5P-ql7jp7mM/s1600-h/JRM2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161041148729849602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/R5-zlJU3dwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5P-ql7jp7mM/s400/JRM2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have a crush on jonathon rhys myers. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;writing this post even makes me blush. pathetic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-711709820465339254?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/711709820465339254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=711709820465339254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/711709820465339254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/711709820465339254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/01/crruuuush.html' title='crruuuush.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/R5-zlJU3dwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5P-ql7jp7mM/s72-c/JRM2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-8239168299905365641</id><published>2008-01-28T14:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T14:30:48.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a-lone.</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really alone out here in San Diego right now. The lonliness comes &amp;amp; goes &amp;amp; this is one of those times that it feels like it's taken hold &amp;amp; isn't leaving anytime soon. My world feels so small &amp;amp; I can't seem to find a way to connect with old friends anymore. I have failed to get involved here &amp;amp; make new friends for a number of reasons &amp;amp; I know that has hurt me a lot. I just long for the days when I had friends all around me &amp;amp; I knew what was going on in  their lives &amp;amp; i had people who I depended on &amp;amp; who depended on me. I know I should let go of those days because thinking of them hinders me moving on, but part of me keeps hoping they'll come back around it'll be like it was. I lost a lot when I moved away from everyone I knew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/575954492832589810-8239168299905365641?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/8239168299905365641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=8239168299905365641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/8239168299905365641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/8239168299905365641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/01/lone.html' title='a-lone.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-575954492832589810.post-7133123585860414420</id><published>2008-01-09T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T19:20:31.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'>today.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm sitting under falling stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Do you miss me where you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm making plans to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;But have they come unglued?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What am I do to without you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like crying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel unglued.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel like things are never going to be the same again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i feel out of control.&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/575954492832589810-7133123585860414420?l=alysiajuanita.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/feeds/7133123585860414420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=575954492832589810&amp;postID=7133123585860414420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7133123585860414420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/575954492832589810/posts/default/7133123585860414420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alysiajuanita.blogspot.com/2008/01/today.html' title='today.'/><author><name>alysiajuanita</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13258803538757388824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_L2RLC_wNNJ8/SAfU64rkRHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/jEFK_UGxlsw/S220/n565692572_659107_6544.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
