<?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-8497057454174067984</id><updated>2012-02-13T10:13:11.805-06:00</updated><category term='glamour'/><category term='SNOWPOCALYPSE'/><category term='movies'/><category term='InterVarsity Christian Fellowship'/><category term='zombies'/><category term='get to know me'/><category term='guest post'/><category term='nature'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='HumanWrong campaign'/><category term='art'/><category term='proposal'/><category term='post-graduate'/><category term='freedom'/><category term='home'/><category term='motivation'/><category term='travel'/><category term='baking'/><category 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Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill  in the Blank      Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along with the image below is brought to you  by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left;"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzt7YVn7gJE/TzSkJsoNDFI/AAAAAAAAHCs/GxBv7itCnWY/s400/photo-5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzt7YVn7gJE/TzSkJsoNDFI/AAAAAAAAHCs/GxBv7itCnWY/s400/photo-5.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt;I  started my blog because &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; I can't remember! I started it years ago. When I started writing more frequently, it was to have a record of things, to share my life with friends and family, and to have a creative outlet after graduating college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; One  thing I love seeing on other blogs &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;is how other people enjoy their lives, what they do to be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something I love about blogging &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;is the responses I get from what I write, and the rewarding sense of putting my feelings to words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A favorite blog post of mine is probably &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;_&lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-wedding-proposal.html"&gt;Zach's Proposal&lt;/a&gt;. I love telling our love story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something my friends in real life  know about me that I've never before mentioned on my blog is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;_...I have no idea actually. Friends? What do you think? Let me know in comments :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;My new favorite blogs to read  are &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;_I love &lt;a href="thefrugalgirl.com"&gt;The Frugal Girl&lt;/a&gt;. I'm also a huge fan of &lt;a href="http://www.hitherandthither.net/"&gt;Hither and Thither&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hitherandthither.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px;font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;Some things I tend to avoid  doing on my blog are &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;_being unhelpful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-8639463544958931443?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8639463544958931443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8639463544958931443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8639463544958931443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8639463544958931443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/02/fill-in-blank-friday_10.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzt7YVn7gJE/TzSkJsoNDFI/AAAAAAAAHCs/GxBv7itCnWY/s72-c/photo-5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6840782463082037255</id><published>2012-02-08T11:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T10:03:27.180-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>little known fact about me</title><content type='html'>You might not know this about me, but I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Alfred Hitchcock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://www.universetoday.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/alfred_hitchcock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 289px;" src="http://www.universetoday.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/alfred_hitchcock.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2010/03/most-every-alfred-hitchcock-ca.php"&gt;image source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When I was in high school, I wanted to be a film historian when I grew up. This has become a rather comical fact because, having married a film major, my husband can run circles around me with his film history knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching Rear Window and then learning the techniques Hitchcock used to film it made me realize what filmmaking is all about, and gave me a strong thirst to learn more. After that, I couldn't watch his movies fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even taught a film history class in my local homeschooling co-op. It was more of a film appreciation class with a focus on old movies, but it was a ton of fun. Especially the one time we met at my house and I used the entirety of the course registration fees on pizza for everyone. (shhhh don't tell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an impressive collection of Hitchcock's films, and have seen most of his body of work. But I think I overdosed on them? Maybe? I'm due for a refresher. I'm really excited to watch my collection of "Hitchcocks" (as I call them) with Zach. I want to share this old friendship with him. (Kind of like how &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-seven.html"&gt;I want him to fall in love with the North Atlantic&lt;/a&gt;, just like I am.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have an impressive selection of film history books I own, but haven't read. Starting with my hefty Hitchcock biography. I think that'll be next on my list. Umm...once my parents visit maybe? It's back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering what I'm reading now that I've finished &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/reading-again.html"&gt;The Hunger Games&lt;/a&gt;, I'm reading Ender's Game. Zach &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loves&lt;/span&gt; this book, and has been recommending it to me for a while. I'm reading his well-worn copy. As he was reading The Hunger Games for himself, he told me that if I like this series, I'd like Ender's Game too. I'm loving it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6840782463082037255?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6840782463082037255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6840782463082037255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6840782463082037255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6840782463082037255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/02/little-known-fact-about-me.html' title='little known fact about me'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-841657973080406115</id><published>2012-02-06T11:30:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T11:51:43.977-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>no one gets what I do...literally</title><content type='html'>So...I know I just posted my big "I'm breaking up with my blog!" post. But I have a funny little anecdote for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My job is impossible for people to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a basic generic answer for when people ask me what I do. My company is a small division of a larger national (and more well known) association. So I say I work for that association, and most of the time I get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's when I get asked "and what do you do there?" that I run into trouble. The next step is "I'm an (insert job title here) for a branch of (insert big company name) that focuses on (a specific area of healthcare.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people don't get is that I work for a member group. So people who work in this specific area of healthcare are members of my association. What people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt; I do is work in that specific area of healthcare. But I don't. I support membership, education, and marketing FOR and directed TO the people who work in healthcare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be a lot easier if I worked for a member group targeted toward surgeons or something similarly visible like that. But what makes it even harder for people to "get" is that my member group is for people behind the scenes. (example, another member group on my floor is for healthcare engineers, people who design hospitals and such. see? behind the scenes. occupations most people don't think about often.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I told someone at the Super Bowl party I was at last night that I work for the big association that my group is part of, she asked if they were hiring nurses. I knew that no matter how hard I tried, she wouldn't understand my job. It's hard to be in a conversation when you kind of give up trying but they keep asking you questions but you just keep trying to change the subject.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-841657973080406115?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/841657973080406115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=841657973080406115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/841657973080406115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/841657973080406115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/02/no-one-gets-what-i-doliterally.html' title='no one gets what I do...literally'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-2824499188713625461</id><published>2012-02-06T09:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:20:06.392-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>change of pace</title><content type='html'>Blogging isn't really fitting into my life these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you spend eight hours a day looking at a computer, you don't want to get on a computer when you get home. You want to sit on the couch and spend time with your husband. Sure, you might watch a lot of TV, but you're doing it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been blogging out of obligation lately, rather than using it as an outlet for creative expression, which is how it started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not shutting down my blog, but I'm not constraining myself to a schedule. I'm not going to obligate myself to follow in the footsteps of bloggers who are more popular or successful than I am. And I want to let you, my very few readers, know that I'm making this change. It means so much to me that you read my words, and I want to thank you for that. I don't want you to get worried, I know several of my faithful readers are family members. (Hi Moms!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guilt over not blogging "enough" has been holding me back from getting other things done. I want to let that guilt go. So I'll blog when I feel inspired to blog, and let that be my only parameter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-2824499188713625461?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/2824499188713625461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=2824499188713625461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2824499188713625461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2824499188713625461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/02/change-of-pace.html' title='change of pace'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7245519744445678252</id><published>2012-02-03T09:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:52:40.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill  in the Blank     Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along with the image below is brought to you  by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left;"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MTER6xHl04/TytcRM8DUjI/AAAAAAAAHBU/tvDQ6ZdWFT4/s400/photo-7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MTER6xHl04/TytcRM8DUjI/AAAAAAAAHBU/tvDQ6ZdWFT4/s400/photo-7.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; If  money wasn't an issue, the first thing I'd cross of my life list is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   getting myself a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/FRYE-Womens-Harness-12R-Boot/dp/B000IVAOYS/ref=sr_1_9?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1328283631&amp;amp;sr=8-9"&gt;Frye 12R Harness boots&lt;/a&gt;. I mean...paying off our student debt. That's the right answer. :P Then I'd take Zach to Ireland and go to Sweden too. Both heritages in one trip   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  Mayonnaise on french fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;is something I like that other  people think is weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If my life  were a movie right now, the title would be   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  ...I'm drawing a blank on this one. Sorry folks   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things I am looking forward  to this month are  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   Valentines Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; ,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  getting our banking situation reorganized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   purging my closet and hopefully getting some new clothes at a clothing swap I'm going to next weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite  song to sing in the shower is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  Summertime or Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;If I  found out that the production of   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; Sam Adams' Black Lager &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;   was ending this month, I'd go  out and buy as much as I could tomorrow.&lt;/b&gt; (recent discovery, current favorite beer that's not on tap)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;One thing I'll never grow tired  of is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;  saying goodnight to Zach  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8497057454174067984-7245519744445678252?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7245519744445678252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7245519744445678252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7245519744445678252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7245519744445678252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/02/fill-in-blank-friday.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1MTER6xHl04/TytcRM8DUjI/AAAAAAAAHBU/tvDQ6ZdWFT4/s72-c/photo-7.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6834424470382791653</id><published>2012-02-02T09:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T10:31:15.384-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Weekend Productivity</title><content type='html'>I said that I'd be focused on knitting last weekend, and I was! I haven't finished either of my current projects yet, but I made a lot of progress on the scarf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; reorganized our bathroom/toiletries. As in, took everything out of their baskets (we store our bathroom stuff in baskets) and sorted them (face wash, body wash, hand lotion, body lotion a.k.a. that super thick lotion you use on your feet) and then put them all away. We got a bunch of small bath supplies for Christmas, and hadn't really taken stock of what we have. Let me tell you, it's going to be a very long time before we have to buy any bath/shower supplies again. And first aid stuff too. We have two fully stocked first aid kits. I think we have enough band-aids to handle raising five children without running out. I'm not kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend we'll be traveling up to Wisconsin to visit Zach's family, and then coming back to Chicago in time to go to a Super Bowl party. It sounds like a perfect weekend to dedicate to more knitting, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another goal for the coming week or so is to start reorganizing our bank accounts. We have separate checking and savings accounts, so we want to condense those. We also want to put our savings into a higher-yield account like ING's savings accounts. We've got the first step of saving down, actually having money set aside. The next step is finding the best place to put that savings, and while our current situation isn't harming things (charging us lots of fees), it isn't improving things either. Know what I mean? I'll keep you updated on that too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6834424470382791653?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6834424470382791653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6834424470382791653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6834424470382791653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6834424470382791653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/02/weekend-productivity.html' title='Weekend Productivity'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6797386443352208217</id><published>2012-01-31T09:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T12:15:14.525-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contentment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>An Open Letter to Young Wives (of faith)</title><content type='html'>This might sound a little hypocritical, since I've only been married for half a year, but I've learned an important lesson already that I really want to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stress out if your marriage doesn't look like the marriages of couples you admire. Yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two months into our marriage, I went on a women's retreat with ladies from our church. It just happened to be at the end of a really really rough week in which I realized that I (and Zach) hadn't been turning to God for pretty much anything. We'd been coasting. So when we hit said rough week, we had very little God in us to "spend". We poured out the last of our God-given resources and were basically sucked dry spiritually by the time I left for the retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the retreat was a tremendous blessing. I was able to open up to a few wonderful married women who were able to counsel me and comfort me about adjusting to married life. What started me on a mental tailspin, however, was when one of my aforementioned friends gave one of the teachings that weekend, and she started off telling us about how her husband had prayed for her and for us at the retreat before she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I could think was: my husband didn't pray for me before I left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That opened the gates to: I wish my husband had prayed for me before I left. Why didn't he? Why aren't we this fabulous couple that I want us to be? Why aren't we as devoted to God as I want us to be? Why am I feeling so spiritually dry and far away from God? Is it because my husband isn't praying for us enough? (side note: I am aware that both partners in a marriage should be praying for each other. I'm not trying to represent these thoughts as rational.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's the thing. We'd just been married for two months! I was holding my husband and our marriage to the standard of a couple who had been married for two years! Here's another example: I follow a blogger who lives frugally and sacrificially so that she and her family can give a large amount of their resources to those who have less than they do. I wish I lived the way they do, but I just found out today that they've been married for seventeen years. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't hold myself to that standard, I can only hope to grow in that direction&lt;/span&gt;. I can't expect my husband to pray for me before I leave for the weekend after two months, but I can start hoping and praying that we grow in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really isn't just a lesson for wives who have recently gotten married. I think it's a lesson for all of us, but let me direct it to you, young wives. Don't worry so much. If things aren't the way you hoped they would be early on, that doesn't mean they'll stay that way. People grow. Zach and I pray every day before I go to work now, which is a practice I'd seen in another couple that I'd envied earlier in our marriage. I'd tried to force it, but Zach didn't have the vision for it so it wasn't genuine and it felt forced. I let it go for a while and now we've grown and it's part of our daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparing ourselves to others can be incredibly hurtful when we let it run rampant in our hearts. Instead try to take it as an opportunity to grow, but don't be hard on yourself if you just aren't there yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my prayer that you find the freedom available to you, freely given by God. Those times when I realize that I'm on a path that God has made for me and that I'll get to the place I'm meant to be (instead of feeling jealous because I'm not where I want to be) are the times when I feel real &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freedom&lt;/span&gt;. Freedom from comparison and self-critique, freedom from being really really hard on myself. (and hard on my husband, who doesn't deserve that)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6797386443352208217?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6797386443352208217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6797386443352208217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6797386443352208217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6797386443352208217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/open-letter-to-young-wives-of-faith.html' title='An Open Letter to Young Wives (of faith)'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7480073995617977876</id><published>2012-01-27T16:21:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T16:28:10.978-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this weekend I will...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Weekend series</title><content type='html'>I'm starting a new approach to my "This Weekend I Will..." series next week. I'll post the upcoming weekend plans on Thursday, followed by a report on how I did the weekend before in the same post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some weeks I'm great and post twice a day, others only once a day. And sometimes I have a drought in which I don't post for two straight weeks. Because of this, I didn't want my weekend posts to take over two full days of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't have an official weekend post for you this afternoon, but I'll let you know what my goal is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to knit up a storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two projects I'm working on right now. A pair of gloves for Zach that I was going great guns on until I hit the fingers, which aren't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hard&lt;/span&gt; but are certainly tedious. This has kind of deflated my momentum. My second current project is a Christmas present. For 2011. It's a Ravenclaw scarf for my best friend and the original "get it done in time for Christmas" plan got derailed. I've also forgotten how long a scarf can actually take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So before I take on any other projects, I really really need to finish these. Hopefully they won't be next week's goal as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7480073995617977876?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7480073995617977876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7480073995617977876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7480073995617977876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7480073995617977876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekend-series.html' title='Weekend series'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-1838126589420781554</id><published>2012-01-27T09:04:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T12:03:19.649-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>Ugh. It's been a while, hasn't it? Sorry guys. I just wasn't feeling it. But I suppose the best way to start doing anything again is to just start doing it. So here we are again, on a Friday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill  in the Blank    Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along with the image below is brought to you  by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left;"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kqV3g8cf9mE/TyJAI5RaBaI/AAAAAAAAG_w/YQYuWZ89alw/s400/photo-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kqV3g8cf9mE/TyJAI5RaBaI/AAAAAAAAG_w/YQYuWZ89alw/s400/photo-2.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; My  favorite place I've ever traveled to is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   Ireland  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  The Holy land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;is somewhere I'd love to go someday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I pass the  time on a plane (or bus, or car ride or train) by   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  watching something on my computer (plane. can't read much.) knitting (car ride.) reading a magazine or book or playing a game on my iPhone (train. every. single. day.)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;My three must-haves when I travel  are  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  water &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; ,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  snacks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;and  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  hand lotion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite  travel companion is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  my husband, Zach  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;The  craziest thing that ever happened to me while traveling is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; hard to pick. I was in England on a tour with my choir when the London bus bombings happened. One night on our honeymoon there were winds up to 70 knots blowing directly at the side of the ship, we couldn't sleep because the ship was listing so hard to the side we could feel it. Once I was waiting in line to board a plane and the gate attendant announced "well, as you might have noticed, a piece of the plane just fell off...so we're just going to switch gates and get on another plane." &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px;font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;The most exotic food I've ever  tried while traveling is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; frogs legs, when visiting Chicago before I moved here. BAD IDEA. NEVER EAT FROGS LEGS, you guys. (it's like soggy chicken) &lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;8.  &lt;b&gt;If I  could live anywhere else, I'd live in  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Ireland&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;9.  &lt;b&gt;I have  been to  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;twenty-eight&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  states in the U.S. (plus the district)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-1838126589420781554?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/1838126589420781554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=1838126589420781554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/1838126589420781554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/1838126589420781554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/fill-in-blank-friday_27.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kqV3g8cf9mE/TyJAI5RaBaI/AAAAAAAAG_w/YQYuWZ89alw/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6089307706816430539</id><published>2012-01-13T08:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:49:13.934-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill  in the Blank   Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along with the image below is brought to you  by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left;"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3cd79vGOK-M/TwvCOLucf-I/AAAAAAAAG7w/Veu2aicN3io/s400/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3cd79vGOK-M/TwvCOLucf-I/AAAAAAAAG7w/Veu2aicN3io/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; The  last thing I ate was &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;   a small piece of a chocolate chip cookie with a glass of milk. You caught me at a bad time, I brought my real breakfast (oatmeal) to work today   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; The last song I listened to was  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  the credit music at the end of Tangled, which we watched last night. Other than that, I have the "J G Wentworth" jingle stuck in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Using the  letters in my name I can spell  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  [elspeth] peel, let, these, the, pee, thee, see, seep, ...I'm sure there's more but I'm no good at this.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I had to dress in one color for  the rest of my life I would pick  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  blue. Lauren was right, it's really versatile and it allows me to still wear jeans. It also makes my eyes pop like no other color. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you were  to look in my bag right now you'd find&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  my wallet, a spoon and a fork for lunch, a pen, a bible highlighter (basically a crayon, so it doesn't bleed), my CTA pass, a Kathy Reichs book that's tiding me over until Mockingjay arrives in the mail, my glasses case, a snack, and my "essentials bag" with a small first aid kit, lotion, lip balm, hair ties, pain meds, the works.  See&lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-twelve.html"&gt; this post&lt;/a&gt;. The bag has changed, the contents haven't really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;When I  finish filling in the blanks I'm going to  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  check email and get to work!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;My all time favorite song to  dance to is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;  Single Ladies? I don't know really, I haven't danced since my wedding. Sad but true. There were some awesome songs at the wedding though, including a great mix of Dog Days by Florence and the Machine  &lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back later for a new &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/this%20weekend%20I%20will..."&gt;This Weekend I Will...&lt;/a&gt; post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6089307706816430539?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6089307706816430539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6089307706816430539' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6089307706816430539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6089307706816430539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/fill-in-blank-friday.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3cd79vGOK-M/TwvCOLucf-I/AAAAAAAAG7w/Veu2aicN3io/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7219960389995701594</id><published>2012-01-12T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T11:54:52.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Wedding: the first week of planning</title><content type='html'>Once we were engaged, we had to share the news! We called everyone you're supposed to call, texted everyone you're supposed to text, and then made it "facebook official." I've always loved the tradition of engagement announcements, but a newspaper announcement wouldn't be effective. We wanted a way to tell a large group of people who don't all live in the same town. Here's what we came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/168005_1796394670801_1267740011_32157878_1229537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 533px;" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/168005_1796394670801_1267740011_32157878_1229537_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/100things100days.tumblr.com"&gt;Zach&lt;/a&gt; designed it (we both love owls,) and we both made it our profile picture. Then we changed our relationship status to engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_4072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_4072.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few decisions were really easy to make. We knew we wanted a relatively short engagement, about six months, so we knew we wanted to get married that summer, in Chicago, in our church. Once we had the date decided, early July, we asked our pastor. Our church has two locations, but not only did one not have air conditioning, but it also would have been much more expensive to rent. That made choosing our location quite easy. The basement of our church is divided into two rooms that would make for perfect dining/dancing rooms, so that was great too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here were two locations I dreamed about a little first though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenarniaestate.com/"&gt;The Narnia estate&lt;/a&gt;. Gotta love the name, and the landscape is beautiful! Zach nixed it almost immediately because it's not his style. Too "fairy tale."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravenswoodeventcenter.com/"&gt;Ravenswood Billboard Factory&lt;/a&gt;. An old industrial building in Chicago. Super gorgeous, super expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learned very quickly about wedding locations is that they charge you extra for everything. If we had our reception at a beautiful location in the Chicago Parks District, we would have had to pay for security guards on top of fees for bringing in caterers, bartenders, and everything else we would have had to rent (tables, chairs.) Our church rental included use of their tables and the payment of our audio tech who was also the building manager for the day. These details add up quickly, and it was wonderful not to have to deal with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another really easy decision was our photographer. It was several weeks after Zach's proposal when we signed the contract, but she was honestly the only photographer we considered. We knew her from church, and I'd looked at her work before. She has a wonderful gift for showcasing her subjects' personality and not making their photos look like "every other wedding photo" (which was basically my only requirement.) I was also really excited to see that every price package of hers came with an assistant and an engagement shoot. These were two things I'd heard were great to have, but I'd been thinking we wouldn't be able to afford an engagement shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3590.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3586.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3586.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those budget calculators? The Knot.com has one where you put your total budget in, along with number of guests, and number of bridesmaids/groomsmen, and it tells you how much you should pay for each part of the wedding. I'm going to admit that we spent far more on our photographer than the budget calculator told us to, but we were able to cut corners in other places to make up for it. Having a great photographer was something that we knew was important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3904.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of the best pieces of wedding-planning advice I received was this&lt;/span&gt;: think about what you want, and go for it. Make it important. Do it yourself, or pay more for it, whatever you need to make it a special part of YOUR wedding. Now think about what you don't want. Don't do it. It's not worth it, and it'll free you up to spend more time and money on the parts of your wedding that you really value. I'll talk about this more in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3741copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 337px;" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3741copy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The exception to this advice is when you don't care about something, but your fiance does, or your family does. In situations like that, find ways to compromise. My advice is regarding things that you and your fiance can agree just aren't important.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(31, 73, 125);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;all photos by &lt;a href="http://www.royajade.com/"&gt;Roya Jade&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;owl design by &lt;a href="http://100things100days.tumblr.com/"&gt;Zach Harris&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&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/8497057454174067984-7219960389995701594?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7219960389995701594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7219960389995701594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7219960389995701594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7219960389995701594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-wedding-first-week-of-planning.html' title='Our Wedding: the first week of planning'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/th_IMG_4072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-2374699757878993226</id><published>2012-01-11T09:08:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T12:00:07.519-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Pantry reorganization</title><content type='html'>I'm so glad &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.thefrugalgirl.com"&gt;The Frugal Girl&lt;/a&gt; suggested a &lt;a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/2012/01/kitchen-cabinet-before-and-afters-plus-you-can-link-up-yours/"&gt;link up&lt;/a&gt; for this, because I've  been meaning to reorganize our cabinet and shelves for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before  I show you any photos, I want to make a small disclaimer. Our kitchen  takes up one recessed wall in our living room. (you can see it in full &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-seven.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) Our dining room consists  of a fold-up table that seats the two of us and usually serves as a  second counter. Our refrigerator is in the living room, along with our  "island" (butchers block, whatever you want to call it). I LOVE our  apartment, but it's small, and it's basically three rooms. Bedroom,  bathroom, kitchen/diningroom/livingroom. There. I said it. You know my  big secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first big food-related reorganization. You  know how when you first move into a place, you have a big purge? You  get rid of the things you know you don't need or want, and then find  places for everything else. Then you have to let the dust settle and you  also have to live in the space, get used to it and how you like to move  around in it. Where things work and where they don't. Now you've  arrived at the "big reorganization" stage. Welcome, it's nice here. I like it here a lot, it's where I shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY8ekw61Zwk/Tw3GNM58fII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/pNQASR_GToQ/s1600/before%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY8ekw61Zwk/Tw3GNM58fII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/pNQASR_GToQ/s400/before%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696427033798409346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what my cabinet looked like before. Most of what's in it (especially on the top shelf) doesn't actually get used often and once it is used, it won't be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak9da2u1yuE/Tw3GNfMPMuI/AAAAAAAAAaE/um8bdkHzaS8/s1600/before%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ak9da2u1yuE/Tw3GNfMPMuI/AAAAAAAAAaE/um8bdkHzaS8/s400/before%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696427038706971362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what our shelves looked like before. We filled them haphazardly and there really isn't any organizational intent to them. The main problem though is that it's all the stuff we use all the time, and these are shelves I'd like to eventually get rid of. Keeping basic necessities isn't going to help that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Bw2EeqqPQc/Tw3GNyYnzGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zWEdiKYsHIo/s1600/after%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Bw2EeqqPQc/Tw3GNyYnzGI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zWEdiKYsHIo/s400/after%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696427043859188834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the cabinet now. Pasta, rice, and beans are on the top shelf, and cooking/baking essentials are on the bottom shelf. God knows how we have three cans of bread crumbs but they're there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MraO2PVy9LA/Tw3Jn-qQYLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Gpd6UGOfGro/s1600/after%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MraO2PVy9LA/Tw3Jn-qQYLI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Gpd6UGOfGro/s400/after%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696430792365858994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The left-hand column of shelves is sticking around. It has travel mugs and water bottles on the top shelf, the spare set of utensils we bring when we pack our lunch and a box of cookies on the second shelf, cans and jars on the third, and sweets on the fourth.&lt;br /&gt;The middle two columns of shelves are being phased out. We plan to store our coffee maker, because we've upgraded to a french press. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All the food on the shelves under the coffee maker are things that we won't replace once they're used.&lt;/span&gt; (this is very exciting for me, to have all that food out in the open and ready to be eaten and used up)&lt;br /&gt;The right-hand shelves are staying around. They're actual wood rather than composite, and holds a lot of our very useful stuff. Sugar, cornmeal, oatmeal, a HUGE bag of rice, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another pantry in the corner by our front door, but I didn't reorganize that. It's MOSTLY hardware, i.e. mixing bowls, waffle iron, immersion blender. Everything that isn't hardware is tea or spices, and those are very well organized already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said above, I'm so glad I did this. It's helping my menu planning, and it's a key step in condensing our pantry. We have a LOT of kitchen supplies, so anything we can do to reduce that helps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-2374699757878993226?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/2374699757878993226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=2374699757878993226' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2374699757878993226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2374699757878993226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/pantry-reorganization.html' title='Pantry reorganization'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY8ekw61Zwk/Tw3GNM58fII/AAAAAAAAAZ4/pNQASR_GToQ/s72-c/before%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-5349169945709240958</id><published>2012-01-10T09:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T09:49:46.806-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life-giving'/><title type='text'>small depressions</title><content type='html'>Remember that post I made when I was having &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-14th_15.html"&gt;the  sad day&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522824621_MVl2vM2q_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 330px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522824621_MVl2vM2q_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522824621/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This &lt;a href="http://or-so-i-feel.blogspot.com/2012/01/tin-atop-my-desk.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; by Meg (the brunette bombshell, not to be confused with Megg, the not-so desperate housewife) sums up exactly what I was talking about. Please read it, and please check out Meg's other posts. She's a fantastic writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have low points, some deeper and longer than others, but one thing we all could do a better job of is taking care of ourselves. I know very well how hard we are on ourselves, we expect ourselves to do everything better, faster, stronger, and smarter. When we're sad, and for me the worst is when I'm sad for no reason I can think of, the best things we can do for ourselves are talking about it, listening to others (in other words, not shutting out the world), and doing the things that make us happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about irresponsibility. Don't skip work "because it makes you happy," don't spend irresponsibly either because "you need to treat yourself," but maybe make yourself your favorite meal for dinner, or watch a movie that makes you feel great. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do the things you still have to do, but do them in the best and most life-giving ways you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Meg's attitude about this. She's a huge inspiration to me in the way she treats herself. She knows what helps her THRIVE. She doesn't turn to vices when she's sad but instead eats hearty yummy breakfasts and enjoys her morning coffee. She puts on makeup, not to submit to our culture's definitions of beauty but because it makes her feel healthy, alive, and great about herself. I aspire to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I drink coffee every morning, and tea some afternoons. That's why I'm slowly decorating my office, to make it cozy and feel "mine." That's why I wore makeup today, and why I plan to get back into the habit after a few weeks of slacking off. It makes me feel fresh, awake and alert, and great about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do because it makes you feel healthy, alive, and great about yourself? How do you get through short bouts of sadness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-5349169945709240958?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/5349169945709240958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=5349169945709240958' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5349169945709240958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5349169945709240958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/small-depressions.html' title='small depressions'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8221493355171773873</id><published>2012-01-09T08:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:57:43.140-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='productivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this weekend I will...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Weekend Update</title><content type='html'>Did I &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-weekend-i-will.html"&gt;re-purpose my Christmas cards&lt;/a&gt; this weekend? No. I hope I can do them sometime this week though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/5136987044575026_yRPm8olc_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/5136987044575026_yRPm8olc_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522961895/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I did, however, have a very productive weekend. I did laundry, so &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-weekend-i-will.html"&gt;last weekend's project&lt;/a&gt; is complete and the case is on the pillow. I also completely reorganized my pantry, and am working on phasing out one of our shelf-units next to the fridge. I have a new system, and I'll share the whole thing on Wednesday so I can link up with &lt;a href="www.thefrugalgirl.com"&gt;The Frugal Girl&lt;/a&gt;. I even made a menu plan for the first time since November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I used our crock pot for the second time ever! It's an awesome thing, but it takes some getting used to so we're easing into it. We made "Chicken with 40 Cloves of Garlic," a recipe I'd made before in my dutch oven. We modified it, as it was originally meant for a bunch of chicken thighs, but we got a whole chicken and just threw it in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered that the smell of freshly cooked chicken makes me kinda queasy, so Zach took care of de-boning it and doing all the post-cooking tasks while I hid in the bedroom. We'd intended it for dinner last night but ended up getting hungry and eating before it was finished. It'll now be put into virtually every meal we have for the rest of the week! What our aunt had told us was true, when you slow cook a chicken the meat just FALLS OFF the bone. It was crazy moist, and crazy delicious (from the little pieces I picked and ate before leaving the rest to Zach.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Fight Club while folding laundry, which I'd never seen before and don't really feel the need to see again. It was interesting, but gross. To recover, we watched Toy Story 3, which neither of us had seen before and I kept putting off because I knew it'd make me cry. (and also feel seriously guilty for growing up and not playing with my toys anymore.) Let me tell you folks. I don't cry during movies. I get kinda teary, and my eyes burn like I'm about to cry, but I really don't actually cry. This movie made me cry big fat tears. And yeah, it was served with a heaping portion of guilt, but it ended beautifully and that's what made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-8221493355171773873?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8221493355171773873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8221493355171773873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8221493355171773873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8221493355171773873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/weekend-update.html' title='Weekend Update'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3498236453019872935</id><published>2012-01-07T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:00:05.590-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this weekend I will...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>This Weekend I Will...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/this%20weekend%20I%20will..."&gt;series&lt;/a&gt; is dedicated to finishing  projects and trying new things. They might be a new recipe or a new  knitting pattern. It might be to learn a new skill like photography or  crocheting. Hopefully this will help me work through my ever-growing  Pinterest board of "&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/paperarmour/"&gt;DIY soon&lt;/a&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8vxUDJ1bPQ/Twcem7T3EeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PTNXcV2cFso/s1600/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8vxUDJ1bPQ/Twcem7T3EeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PTNXcV2cFso/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694553907938136546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make this weekend's project something small, but significant. I also wanted it to be different from my usual crafts, so knitting and sewing were out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://librarianhousewife.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-to-do-with-all-those-cards.html"&gt;Megg&lt;/a&gt; blogged about what she does with photo Christmas cards, and I think I'll do something similar. I don't have any scrapbook supplies to speak of, but that sounds like a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the non-photo cards we got, I'm thinking of using the tips in &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522940296/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; post I found on pinterest. It's the usual "make gift tags out of them" strategy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3498236453019872935?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3498236453019872935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3498236453019872935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3498236453019872935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3498236453019872935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/this-weekend-i-will.html' title='This Weekend I Will...'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j8vxUDJ1bPQ/Twcem7T3EeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/PTNXcV2cFso/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-4340110512783165044</id><published>2012-01-06T13:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T14:06:36.375-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='proposal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>Our Wedding: the proposal</title><content type='html'>One full year ago today Zach proposed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3696-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3696-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Epiphany, or "Twelfth  Night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/IMG_3676.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;both photos by &lt;a href="http://www.royajade.com/"&gt;Roya Jade&lt;/a&gt;, the magnificent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here's the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been expecting a proposal to come before the fall semester ended, but that didn't happen. Zach had said nothing but "soon." (Which, for the record, I'm glad about. He didn't give anything away.) I was about to leave for Massachusetts for a few weeks. After our last date before I left, when I really thought it would happen, I confessed a little sadness to my friend/roommate/future-bridesmaid Victoria. I must have said something about the possibility that Zach might propose when he visits me in Massachusetts in early January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she said something that was a game changer. Neither of us knew it at the time, but it was such a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "but don't you want him to propose to you in Chicago?" Suddenly I remembered how important Chicago is to us. We met here, we fell in love here, yada yada yada. I was convinced that he must be waiting until I came back to propose, and promptly put it out of my mind. This one sentence is what put me in the glorious mindset of being ready for engagement, while also ready to be swept off my feet by the proposal. (more on this &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/01/news-news-news.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked him up from the airport a few days after New Years. He suggested we go out for dinner some night just the two of us, rather than going with my parents. We made plans for January 6th. We went out for brick oven pizza at a local chain called Bertucci's. (After finding out Zach had never been to a Bertucci's, I insisted as it was an institution growing up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the funny part. We got home and I rushed inside to pee! I found out later that this threw a wrench in Zach's plan. He insisted that we go out for ice cream, even though I was full. Time for another round of "bring Zach to a fantastic local place he's never been, ice cream shop edition." We went to Meletharbs, a local ice cream place, the best around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting out of the car, Zach handed me a letter. (It's at this point of the story that people get funny looks on their faces like they're expecting him to break up with me in the letter...I don't get it.) The letter was really sweet, had beautifully illustrated borders and illuminated letters at the beginning of each paragraph. To this day I'm the only one who's read it, but it was about how much I mean to him and how the past two years have been awesome, all that lovely stuff that I keep to myself. I read it as we walk up the sidewalk to the porch at the side door of the house. I stop in front of the porch to finish and he sits down on the steps. The last line of the letter was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"now turn and look at me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I looked down at him, and he got to one knee. He pulled a wood box out of his pocket, opened it, blinded me with the sparkly &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-wedding-ring.html"&gt;diamond&lt;/a&gt;, and asked me to marry him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few "oh my God"s spoken out of surprise and excitement, I had the sense to say "yes, absolutely yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're wondering if Victoria's question about Chicago makes me sad he didn't propose there, I'm not. It was perfect, and set apart in a lovely way. It felt very traditional, both in the timing and in the location. It was the winter before I graduated college, we got married right out of college, and it was on my the steps to my childhood home.&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/8497057454174067984-4340110512783165044?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/4340110512783165044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=4340110512783165044' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4340110512783165044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4340110512783165044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-wedding-proposal.html' title='Our Wedding: the proposal'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i710.photobucket.com/albums/ww109/royajade/Elspeth%20and%20Ryan/th_IMG_3696-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-4268120341696374382</id><published>2012-01-06T09:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:32:21.144-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill  in the Blank  Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along with the image below is brought to you  by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left;"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOPVSz6yO1s/TwFNlQteHRI/AAAAAAAAG30/Jp6p1e33C90/s400/PS_214748364721474836472147483647_222147483647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOPVSz6yO1s/TwFNlQteHRI/AAAAAAAAG30/Jp6p1e33C90/s400/PS_214748364721474836472147483647_222147483647.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; One of  my favorite things to do when I have free time is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   watch a movie with Zach. Best case scenario, I'm knitting, but sometimes my projects are frustrating rather than relaxing!   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; When I have free time I tend to  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  vary between laziness and productivity. This week it's been ALL &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/reading-again.html"&gt;HUNGER GAMES&lt;/a&gt;, ALL THE TIME! On an average week though, I try to get work done around the house, cleaning projects and making plans for the following week, but often watch movies or TV with Zach, knit, or peruse the internet. Lately I've been sticking with blogs, &lt;a href="https://twitter.com/#%21/paper_cranes"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/paperarmour/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;  .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I had an  entire day completely to myself I would  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  stay home. I know, I'm such a homebody! First thing, I'd make coffee. Then I'd probably make myself fried eggs and toast. Then I'd maybe read, or watch something. Once I'm fully awake and ready to start the day, I'd get set to some kind of project at home. Maybe I'll keep reading (this weekend I know I will!) or knit. Now that I've gotten the hang of my sewing machine maybe I'll make something there. Or maybe I'll spend the whole day watching episodes of How I Met Your Mother. When I do that, I try to do mindless cleaning (like the whole bathroom) or organization (like toiletries and other misc. bathroom supplies) while watching so much TV  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I would prefer to spend my free  time (alone or with others...) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  both! I love the time alone to decompress, and I really do need that, but I go pretty stir crazy if left alone for too long. I've never lived alone, and don't really like it for more than several hours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most of my  free time happens&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  on the weekends. We try to keep those pretty low-key  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;The best  thing about free time is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  that you really could do anything! Anything to make yourself happy, anything to make your life better, anything to feel more fulfilled  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px;font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;The next time I have free time I  should probably  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;  make a menu plan for next week and organize our toiletries and other bathroom stuff (they got disorganized with all the travel for the holidays)  &lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;but instead, I'll probably   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;  finish Catching Fire and start Mockingjay  .&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-4268120341696374382?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/4268120341696374382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=4268120341696374382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4268120341696374382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4268120341696374382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/1.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VOPVSz6yO1s/TwFNlQteHRI/AAAAAAAAG30/Jp6p1e33C90/s72-c/PS_214748364721474836472147483647_222147483647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3267267149633554258</id><published>2012-01-05T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T09:56:18.421-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>reading again</title><content type='html'>I had a college professor, one of my favorites, promise me that once I graduated I would enjoy reading again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/166070304978764533_zsAvdo4U_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/166070304978764533_zsAvdo4U_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522950896/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've had a love/hate relationship with reading for most of my life. I learned to read earlier than my peers and so was stuck in first and second grade reading books lower than my level. Bo-ring. When I was middle school age, my best friend at the time was a much faster reader than I. At that age, any inferiority is something to be ashamed of, and I probably let it get me down. I became a self-conscious reader, reading the same sentences over and over again as if I had ADD. It was like trying to do a math problem with someone looking over your shoulder. (You know that feeling, right?)&lt;br /&gt;I read a little for myself in college, but not much. A few fiction books over the years, but not much. After graduating I set myself the task to read a play a day. This was while I was unemployed and when I had just started temping. That didn't really last long, it was enjoyable but hard work. I took the pressure off myself to read for a while, until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tayloryves.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taylor&lt;/a&gt; lent me The Hunger Games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/58124651410356133_LBKNYkgC_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 214px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/58124651410356133_LBKNYkgC_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522950899/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://southpawlaura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; had been singing the series' praises virtually since it was first published, but I was in college and busy and always &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;planned&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eventually&lt;/span&gt; reading them. Now is the perfect time. I started reading the first book on New Year's Day, which feels like a good sign for the new year if such good signs exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm SO HOOKED, you guys. I can't put it down! I can't wait to know what happens next! I haven't felt this captivated by a book in goodness-knows-how-long. It's such a glorious feeling and I'm so glad it's back. It looks like that professor was right after all. I never doubted him, but I've been getting a bit impatient for that whole "enjoying reading" thing to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm certain I'll finish the first book today, perhaps on my lunch break, and plan to start the second tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3267267149633554258?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3267267149633554258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3267267149633554258' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3267267149633554258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3267267149633554258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/reading-again.html' title='reading again'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8053572887906441659</id><published>2012-01-04T07:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T14:50:09.011-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding planning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>Our Wedding: the ring</title><content type='html'>'Tis the season of engagement! With our "proposaversary" coming up this Friday, I wanted to share a little about how we picked my ring. I'll share a little more about the proposal itself on Friday, but here's what came first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/222506037809291953_1a0b1TGE_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 313px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/222506037809291953_1a0b1TGE_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522934910/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Zach and I were dating for a little over two and a half years before we got married, and while that doesn't sound like a lot, it was a long road for both of us that brought us the altar. A beautiful road but it had its fair share of bumps. (A few of which were caused by my impatience, let's be honest here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first decision we made, after deciding to start pursuing the possibility of marriage in the first place, was the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/157907530654212890_ooMfpS5n_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/157907530654212890_ooMfpS5n_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522934909/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We talked about it, trying not to talk in too concrete of terms, but still trying to get our own desires across to each other. Most of the time it felt like either we weren't expressing ourselves enough or we were getting ahead of ourselves. This was a line we had so much trouble walking: trying to share hopes and dreams for the future and yet not get so caught up in the future that we stop being present. It was hard, but it was important to us that we be "boyfriend and girlfriend" until we were fiances. It meant a lot to us that we not get ahead of ourselves, but it was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we realized that we should look at rings together. We went to a mall while visiting his family in his hometown and went to two stores and tried rings on. I got a better sense of what I wanted (I had been dreaming a little big at this point, and discovered, much to Zach's joy and relief, that what I really wanted was actually more modest than I had originally thought. I guess my tastes had changed since I started fantasizing as a younger girl.) and Zach got a better sense of what I was thinking of and what he needed to be working/saving for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way out of the mall, Zach brought up the elephant in the room. The reality of the diamond and gold industry and how unspeakable it is. I can say from my experience as a woman looking forward to marriage that sometimes cooperation in that industry feels unavoidable. Sometimes it feels like unethical jewelry is the only option. I'm SO glad to be able to share that not only is it not the only option, but it's not the only affordable option either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://www.brilliantearth.com/media/images/pic/cfbg-banner-PIC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 731px; height: 125px;" src="http://www.brilliantearth.com/media/images/pic/cfbg-banner-PIC.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brilliantearth.com/buy-conflict-free-diamonds/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Zach and I have both done a lot of work for &lt;a href="http://humanwrong.tumblr.com/"&gt;social justice/anti-slavery&lt;/a&gt; and have learned a lot about the unethical treatment of workers all over the world. We know that miners are among those treated worst. We realized that this was non-negotiable for us and that we weren't going to make one of the biggest purchases of our young lives with a company that forces their workers to work in environments that make their lives short and painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a wonderful company, &lt;a href="http://www.brilliantearth.com/"&gt;Brilliant Earth&lt;/a&gt;, that uses only ethically sourced metals and gems. My diamond and white gold ring is from Canada and is certified "conflict-free." We also bought our wedding bands through them and they were a dream to work with. (We took advantage of a sale and got them engraved for free, and they also provided us with one free resizing which we needed for Zach's ring.) Another friend of ours recently proposed to his girlfriend and used Brilliant Earth because Zach told him about it. I was overjoyed to hear that we were able to help another couple make this choice for their wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we came across the company, &lt;a href="http://bario-neal.com/bn/"&gt;Bario-Neal&lt;/a&gt;. We were already engaged at the time and their (beautiful) wedding bands wouldn't have matched my engagement ring, but they are also a source for conflict-free jewelry. (I'm a huge fan of their &lt;a href="http://bario-neal.com/bn/collections/bands-rings-diamonds-gems/commitment-bands/quill-band.html"&gt;Quill&lt;/a&gt; band, it looks like a delicate tree branch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, Bario-Neal is a bit more "artisan" and Brilliant Earth features more traditional or classic looking jewelry. They both are worth looking into for your next high-quality jewelry purchase. Also, they're both competitive with other wedding jewelry retailers pricing-wise so don't think that you have to decide between staying in your budget and shopping ethically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another alternative is to buy vintage jewelry. It doesn't come with the certification that conflict-free jewelers provide, but the money you pay for it isn't going into the pockets of the big diamond and gold mining companies as it would if you bought your ring in the market today. Another benefit is that vintage or estate jewelry is often less expensive than brand new engagement/wedding jewelry. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/category/vintage/jewelry/ring"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; and Brilliant Earth sell vintage/estate jewelry, but I'm sure there are many other places I don't know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you found other ethically-sourced jewelry makers? Please share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're already married or engaged, congratulations! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I genuinely don't want this post to make anyone feel guilty because they didn't take the steps we chose to.&lt;/span&gt; I know full well that few people know about the resources available to &lt;a href="http://slaveryfootprint.org/"&gt;live a more slave-free life&lt;/a&gt;. Learning about bad things in the world frequently comes with a hearty helping of guilt, but what's important is to discard the guilt and move forward. Don't dwell on past choices and purchases but think about this: you can make more informed choices now. Are you looking for another fancy ring? How about a pair of diamond studs? Think about companies like &lt;a href="http://www.brilliantearth.com/"&gt;Brilliant Earth&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://bario-neal.com/bn/"&gt;Bario-Neal&lt;/a&gt;, or even going the vintage route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To find out more about modern slavery and how to live more slave-free, check out your slavery footprint at &lt;a href="http://slaveryfootprint.org/"&gt;slaveryfootprint.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-8053572887906441659?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8053572887906441659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8053572887906441659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8053572887906441659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8053572887906441659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/our-wedding-ring.html' title='Our Wedding: the ring'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04226442590734224240</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z66ocvPY6to/S_2KFlfsaLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/3bBRW5zqimc/S220/R1-24B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-5039366894638633776</id><published>2012-01-03T08:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:20:03.363-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this weekend I will...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>So...did she do it?</title><content type='html'>YES! I learned how to use my vintage sewing machine &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-weekend-i-will.html"&gt;this weekend&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  took pictures, but there were some technical difficulties so you can't  see them yet. I hope to have them up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sewing machine, a  vintage Singer, (the manual I have is copywritten 1958, not ancient but  not modern either!) can only sew straight seams forward and backward.  The manual mentions that there are more feet that can help you do more  (even pleats!) but I don't have all the feet. I have some though, and  might experiment with them later to see what they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really  only need to sew straight seams for now. Eventually I'd love to upgrade  to a newer machine, but I feel I need to earn my stripes with this one  first. I made the bodypillowcase I mentioned in my last post, and have a  few projects in mind to do soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522779367_8bdOzJ5G_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 449px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522779367_8bdOzJ5G_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A skirt made from a man's dress shirt, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522779367/"&gt;pinned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522789087_stYwpubj_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522789087_stYwpubj_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another skirt made from a man's dress shirt, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522789087/"&gt;pinned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522788783_s84d8kOr_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 404px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522788783_s84d8kOr_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Such cute pockets! &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522788783/"&gt;Pinned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522819672_7vzJO59X_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 621px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522819672_7vzJO59X_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This time, a shirt made from a man's dress shirt, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522819672/"&gt;pinned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you tell I kept the dress shirts Zach was going to give to Goodwill?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522762640_oUpFjXLk_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 754px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522762640_oUpFjXLk_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dare I say it? Might I try making our very own slipcover!? &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522762640/"&gt;Pinned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I only have concrete plans to make the two skirts made out of dress shirts. I have two shirts, mustard and cranberry colored, that will be adorable skirts. Stay tuned to see what I plan to do next weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-5039366894638633776?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/5039366894638633776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=5039366894638633776' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5039366894638633776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5039366894638633776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/sodid-she-do-it.html' title='So...did she do it?'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6595330010069395100</id><published>2011-12-31T22:35:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:20:58.353-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our love story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;2011 was certainly the most eventful year of my life. I was proposed to, said yes, graduated college, got married, moved into our apartment, and got my first full-time post-grad permanent job. Those are all pretty big life events, all packed into one amazing year.&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Zach and I hope and pray that 2012 will be a year of growth and devotion. We pray for these two things in our marriage, that we grow in our relationships with God and be devoted to Him, and that we grow along the path God has planned for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[update] I know this is after the fact, but I'm linking up with E Tells Tales for this year-in-review post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Es_Y-sfsX78/TwM2T24A5JI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_egxSpI8uI8/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.e-tells-tales.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i1091.photobucket.com/albums/i383/ivieelizabeth/christmaslinkup-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s1600/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BgMdc4qi1y0/Tv_j2HppmgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/aA6RiXDR6Oc/s400/January.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692518972925778434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;January: Zach and I got engaged!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s1600/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vqK1tLNViHU/Tv_kUbPEAbI/AAAAAAAAAWo/9NE0GuKNevo/s400/IMG_0832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692519493579047346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;April: After months and months of hard work, we brought the&lt;br /&gt;Human Wrong campaign to Columbia College for a full week of events and outreach!&lt;br /&gt;Learn more about this campaign to end child slavery &lt;a href="http://www.humanwrong.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and check out our &lt;a href="http://humanwrong.tumblr.com/"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt; page while you're at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s1600/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s400/IMG_1277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692518975534581970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May: I graduated college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s1600/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4Rpl8GOfW7A/Tv_kU5btokI/AAAAAAAAAWw/OyZHIyRE3jE/s400/IMG_0931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692519501685170754" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;June: Zach moved into our apartment. This is our first meal in our first home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s1600/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_ggKCkL4Os/Tv_j2lj2a2I/AAAAAAAAAVs/U4H42yb8GMI/s400/IMG_1159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692518980954516322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;July: We got married! Awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s1600/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LSzvCKc9NXQ/Tv_j3eDg9pI/AAAAAAAAAV0/q-Mw3gw-0g8/s400/August.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692518996119713426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;August: We honeymooned! (Technically this was still July, but it ran into August.)&lt;br /&gt;August was also when I started blogging really faithfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o7nCcUpFtKg/Tv_j2RXoyNI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WmORH-iZ9VU/s1600/IMG_1277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z7PqmSWpQys/Tv_j3nH7AZI/AAAAAAAAAV8/jfMkWTG1W5s/s400/October.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692518998554116498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;October: We visited Zach's family while Ethan (top row, right) was on leave from the Air Force.&lt;br /&gt;This was right before he left for South Korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Es_Y-sfsX78/TwM2T24A5JI/AAAAAAAAAXI/_egxSpI8uI8/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;And because my parents are missing from this roundup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/268456_784289900077_48610819_37194536_3994509_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/268456_784289900077_48610819_37194536_3994509_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of my bridesmaids took this lovely picture during our wedding rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;The only person missing is my father-in-law, but he's in the October picture.&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not close up on anyone's faces, but I really do love this picture.&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/8497057454174067984-6595330010069395100?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6595330010069395100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6595330010069395100' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6595330010069395100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6595330010069395100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/2011.html' title='2011'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BgMdc4qi1y0/Tv_j2HppmgI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/aA6RiXDR6Oc/s72-c/January.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-42415774676874192</id><published>2011-12-30T13:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T15:18:58.101-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='this weekend I will...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sewing'/><title type='text'>This Weekend I Will...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This series is dedicated to finishing projects and trying new things. They might be a new recipe or a new knitting pattern. It might be to learn a new skill like photography or crocheting. Hopefully this will help me work through my ever-growing Pinterest board of "DIY soon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://assets3.pinimg.com/upload/90001692522934579_wCbq0MFZ_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://assets3.pinimg.com/upload/90001692522934579_wCbq0MFZ_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo courtesy of yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522934579/"&gt;pinned&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This August, I purchased a vintage Singer sewing machine from my good friend (and wedding coordinator extraordinaire) who was moving to California. Here are the following factors that have delayed me from getting the hang of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) not much time&lt;br /&gt;B) the settings are a bit out of whack and so when I sat down to start and finish a project, I got as far as cutting and pinning the fabric and TRYING to sew, but the tension wasn't right and I had run out of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DO know how to use a sewing machine, and Singer is awesome and has all their manuals online as free PDF downloads, I just haven't gotten the settings &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just right&lt;/span&gt;. Now what I need to do is sit down with some scrap fabric and the PDF of the manual and get it all set properly. Then I can actually sew the body-pillow-case I've needed to make for six months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I plan to do this every week. What do you think? Should I make it a linkup?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[update: &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2012/01/sodid-she-do-it.html"&gt;I did it!&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-42415774676874192?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/42415774676874192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=42415774676874192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/42415774676874192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/42415774676874192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-weekend-i-will.html' title='This Weekend I Will...'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-158819850119195054</id><published>2011-12-30T08:33:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T08:39:53.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=""&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill  in the Blank Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along with the image below is brought to you  by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left;"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Om-gnYR1E-Q/Tv09G71yfuI/AAAAAAAAGzg/ex6NDoN3MRk/s400/photo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Om-gnYR1E-Q/Tv09G71yfuI/AAAAAAAAGzg/ex6NDoN3MRk/s400/photo.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; New  Years is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  sometimes lame, sometimes awesome  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; One of my New Year's resolutions  will be &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  to knit awesome Christmas presents; to challenge myself to learn new things in sewing, knitting, and cooking; and to blog often and well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A New Year's  resolution I've made in the past was to &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  read the Bible in a year. I didn't make it through in one year, but I did in two. Maybe this year is the year of actually getting it done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The most time consuming resolution I  ever made was &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  probably the ones I'm making this year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This year I  will be spending New Year's Eve&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  probably at a party with our good friends Jake and &lt;a href="http://tayloryves.blogspot.com/"&gt;Taylor&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;If I  could wish one thing for my new year it would be  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  for my prayer life to be refreshed and grow in new ways  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;2012 is going to be  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  AWESOME  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8497057454174067984-158819850119195054?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/158819850119195054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=158819850119195054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/158819850119195054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/158819850119195054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/fill-in-blank-friday_30.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Om-gnYR1E-Q/Tv09G71yfuI/AAAAAAAAGzg/ex6NDoN3MRk/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6756969684152107271</id><published>2011-12-29T07:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T07:00:02.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Knitting for Christmas</title><content type='html'>The advantage of taking a year off from knitting Christmas presents is that once the holiday is over, you aren't burnt out and you can use the lingering giving spirit to fuel plans for next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in "Ooo, what would such-and-such relative like?" mode, so I'm daydreaming about hand knit hats and scarves and socks and so on. Much to my dismay, almost my whole family reads this blog so I can't post gift ideas. However, there's another Christmas idea on my mind that I can share. Christmas stockings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kind of outgrown my Christmas stocking. It has a stuffed panda head on it, after all. I'll always be fond of it! Don't start getting sad, Mom! But ever since my eyes clapped on a picture of hand knit stockings, I've been in love. Check out these delicious samples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/anniwool/637039/kitevergreen-3_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/anniwool/637039/kitevergreen-3_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/holiday-evergreen-christmas-stocking"&gt;ravelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/anniwool/637180/kitlove_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/anniwool/637180/kitlove_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/love-christmas-stocking"&gt;ravelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/anniwool/637120/kitpeace_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/anniwool/637120/kitpeace_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/peace-christmas-stocking"&gt;ravelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/2sticks/52652414/A_NEW_Portrait_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 500px;" src="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/2sticks/52652414/A_NEW_Portrait_medium.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/a-new-babys-christmas-stocking"&gt;ravelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm particularly partial to the last set. I'd knit matching (but not identical) ones for Zach and myself. The key is that they're made with at least two colors and are knit tight enough that they're sturdy enough so they don't stretch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt; much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure most crafters are nursing their sore fingers and planning a well deserved break from holiday crafts, but I already got my break and am ready for some hard work. What about you? Do you start brainstorming for gifts that maybe you thought of giving but didn't make the final cut? Every year I mean to make a list of those things but often forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one more thing. It's a tradition on my husband's side of the family for each member to receive a handmade felt stocking when they join. My aunt made mine this year, and I'll absolutely treasure it and continue using it when celebrating with that side of the family. This post is about the stockings we use when we're with my family and maybe when we're celebrating on our own! We have no idea what Christmases will look like in years to come, be they alternated between families, celebrated in our own home, with kids (one day, not now), or whatever may lie ahead. I know one thing for sure, we have a pair of hand knit stockings in our future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6756969684152107271?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6756969684152107271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6756969684152107271' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6756969684152107271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6756969684152107271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/knitting-for-christmas.html' title='Knitting for Christmas'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-1495793620920147895</id><published>2011-12-28T11:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T11:54:35.746-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post-graduate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Revelations of a College Graduate</title><content type='html'>I'm alive, don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started working as a permanent hire the week of Thanksgiving, so with that and all the holiday stuff, both areas of my life got too full for blogging. (No down time to come up with a plan, ruh roh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I've been feeling a bit stymied by a lack of blog-spiration. I just haven't had any good ideas for what to write. I want to give you guys "good content" and not just be another blog that fades into the blur of all other "lifestyle" blogs. Isn't that just the catch-all for any blogs that don't have focus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was just fretting. But I'm back, with a revelation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522790290_bAf6C2LI_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522790290_bAf6C2LI_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522790290/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Graduating college and getting a full time job has made my weekends and vacations AWESOME. Not having homework, being able to leave my job AT MY JOB when I leave the office, is so rewarding. I may not have a job related to my college degree, but gosh darnit I can relax when I get home! (Without feeling lazy. Because I'm a working woman now and laziness isn't part of my job description.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The line between work and down-time is so much clearer now, and I'm loving it. My husband is loving it too. I never really was the spontaneous impulsive type (he was.) I worried too much and LOVED plans. I used to spend the whole time thinking "let's just make a decision! I  want to know where we're going and I want us all to agree on it ahead of  time." Maybe spontaneity was too vague for me, but now I'm okay with  vague, because I don't have to be home until bedtime, and it's (mostly)  okay if we push the chores to tomorrow. Yeah, I still like plans as much as the next girl, but I actually ENJOY spontaneity now, which I never did before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also brings up the question of where I find my fulfillment and what makes my life enjoyable. I really do love my job and I'm incredibly grateful for it, but it's not what makes my life enjoyable. Being with my husband and my friends is what makes my life enjoyable. ENJOYING the gifts that God has given me is what makes my life enjoyable. I want to use the time when I'm not working doing things that I'll enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted to be the kind of person who says "when I look back at my life..." but seriously folks, when I'm older I don't want to remember the first few years of my marriage as being full of work and then housework. I very well could come home each day and do laundry, dishes, cook, clean up, and then go to bed. Do I want an immaculately clean home with a husband I nag all the time or do I want a mostly clean home with a few messes here and there that I can enjoy with my husband who I relax with? So I'm spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Confession: this newfound joy of spontinaity has come with a cost. Between "I don't really feel like it tonight, let's do it later" and being out of town, we didn't do laundry for about three weeks. It came to the point at which we had to pack dirty clothes to visit my parent's last week because we put it off until the last night we could and then realized we didn't have quarters and the banks were closed. So don't be thinking that all of a sudden my life has no problems. Because although I never ran out of underwear, I've had a handful of days when I've had to be pretty creative getting dressed for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-1495793620920147895?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/1495793620920147895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=1495793620920147895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/1495793620920147895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/1495793620920147895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/revelations-of-college-graduate.html' title='Revelations of a College Graduate'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-1155753507064947154</id><published>2011-12-10T08:34:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:51:48.876-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank...Saturday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left; font-style: italic; "&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along with the image below is brought to you by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" style="text-align: left; "&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-align: left; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OJCmv5Winfw/TtxFz5cbU3I/AAAAAAAAGvA/r3Sj5pqvXRw/s400/fillitin.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OJCmv5Winfw/TtxFz5cbU3I/AAAAAAAAGvA/r3Sj5pqvXRw/s400/fillitin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; Love is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;  wanting the best for someone. In premarital counseling we talked about what "I love you" means, or could/should mean. Our hearts should be in the unselfish posture of genuinely wanting the BEST for our partner, and that's what "I love you" can mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; Being in love feels like &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt; everything is the way it's meant to be. It feels like your heart is going to explode because you didn't know God had such a beautiful plan for you. It feels like you could fight and win ANY battle for that person, and no matter how angry you are at them and no matter now much you don't "like" them at any given moment, you still love them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite quote about love is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;  "love is not love that alters, when it alteration finds. or bends with the remover to remove. Oh no, it is an ever fix'ed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken." Sonnet 116, Shakespeare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;The most important thing in a relationship is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;  honesty, forgiveness, a willingness to admit you're wrong, and a desire to do better next time. Okay, so that's four things. It really comes down to genuine confession, apology, forgiveness, and growth. They're all part of the same process, so they count as one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A "deal breaker" for me in a relationship is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;  honesty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;The way I show love in my relationships is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;  doing something that I know they'll love. When I have the chance, I grab sweet snacks for Zach because I know he loves them and they're a treat for him. When I was living with my best friend and I knew we needed some quality time, I'd suggest we watch one of our favorite TV shows together (and okay, there was that one time I suggested we make a drinking game out of "Big Bang Theory"...) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;I love  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;  my husband, Zachary  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8497057454174067984-1155753507064947154?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/1155753507064947154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=1155753507064947154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/1155753507064947154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/1155753507064947154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/fill-in-blanksaturday.html' title='Fill in the Blank...Saturday?'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OJCmv5Winfw/TtxFz5cbU3I/AAAAAAAAGvA/r3Sj5pqvXRw/s72-c/fillitin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8653486982913244249</id><published>2011-12-05T08:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T08:56:07.245-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chicago'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>What defines my identity?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/209558188880702457_P5F5Zihd_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 278px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/209558188880702457_P5F5Zihd_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/686431347/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It all happened in a matter of thirty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order for my identification to match my social security card (read: in order to be hired) I needed to update my license with my new name.&lt;br /&gt;I was scared. It had taken so much trouble to get my social security card updated. Mostly because of the locations and hours of the offices, but still. I was afraid that the DMV might be an even harder system of red tape to navigate, and I'd heard that a friend had to take a driving test again to get his IL license. I was going to the office before work, I didn't have time for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to get a state ID, rather than a drivers license.&lt;br /&gt;I was informed, while standing in line, waiting for the drivers services facility to open, that I would have to forfeit my out-of-state drivers license in order to get a new state ID. Might as well get a drivers license then, right? I asked what it would entail. Just the written and vision tests. Easy peasy.&lt;br /&gt;So it was like that. In the span of half an hour I officially became a licensed driver and voter of the state of Illinois. I feel a bit like a traitor to my homeland. My whole family lives in New England, so it's easy to forget that almost all of them moved away for several years. I feel like my allegiance has been forced to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm SO glad that my license has my married name on it. I'm SO glad to be one big step closer to having all my official documentation under ONE NAME. (I keep saying I'm going to throw a party when that happens, and I totally will. All that's left are my checking/savings account and my passport.) And I really do believe that Zach and I are meant to be Chicagoans for the foreseeable future. But it's easy to say that when your drivers license is still from Massachusetts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/199706564695759905_Hj6PgSOJ_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 506px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/199706564695759905_Hj6PgSOJ_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/686434080/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What this really comes down to is where my identity lies. What is my identity rooted in?&lt;/span&gt; The state of my drivers license? Or the calling I have felt from God? Who am I to throw a tiny internal tantrum when I have to let go of the residency of my youth? I really do believe I'm meant to live in this city and that means being able to vote here, drive here, and flash my brand spankin' new drivers license around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-8653486982913244249?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8653486982913244249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8653486982913244249' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8653486982913244249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8653486982913244249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/what-defines-my-identity.html' title='What defines my identity?'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6508834872903774670</id><published>2011-12-02T13:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:26:24.890-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along       with the image below is  brought to you by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;the  little things we do&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JxlgMFkWXM/TtGBj8LmlKI/AAAAAAAAGmY/CzShNgVOVbw/s400/PS_214748364721474836472147483647_162147483647-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JxlgMFkWXM/TtGBj8LmlKI/AAAAAAAAGmY/CzShNgVOVbw/s400/PS_214748364721474836472147483647_162147483647-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; The  holiday season is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; a time that should be full of stillness and quiet, a time to reflect and meditate on beautiful Truth. Unfortunately it's gotten crowded and busy and full of too much movement  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; Snow makes me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;EXCITED! It gets me in the spirit of the season. It makes me long to live in a cabin in the woods. (let's be realistic here, a cabin that Peapod delivers to)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;  .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The best  comfort food to eat when it's cold out is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  tea. Oh wait, you want food? Okay, soup. I'm a huge fan of grilled cheese and chicken soup. (yeah it's great with tomato soup too, but chicken soup tops my list!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Winter is the best time for &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;hibernating and making your home pretty, listening to calm Christmas music, and (see above) reflecting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can hardly  wait for&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  decorating our tree when we visit my parents' for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;When it  comes to holiday gifts I prefer to  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  give them. But I only prefer it once I've chosen the gift for the recipient and purchased it. Until then it's stressful! (can you tell I haven't figured out some of my holiday shopping yet?) &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px;font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;If I were to rate my excitement  about the holiday season on a scale from 1-10, I would say I am at about  a  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  7. I LOVE the holidays, but I feel like it snuck up on us. That's probably mostly to do with the fact that I was a college student for the past four years. I had a set schedule (finish classes, fly home) and that's pretty much gone now. I don't really know what the holiday season is going to look like this year and in years to come, and Zach and I haven't established any traditions. Come to think about it, that might be a nice conversation for us to have, what traditions we'd like to start! Thanks, &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;thelittlethingswedo&lt;/a&gt;, for inspiring me!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8497057454174067984-6508834872903774670?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6508834872903774670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6508834872903774670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6508834872903774670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6508834872903774670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/12/fill-in-blank-friday.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5JxlgMFkWXM/TtGBj8LmlKI/AAAAAAAAGmY/CzShNgVOVbw/s72-c/PS_214748364721474836472147483647_162147483647-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7671879132036692942</id><published>2011-11-28T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T14:45:26.686-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frugality'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resourcefulness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>everyday frugality</title><content type='html'>I want to share with you one thing that I do EVERY DAY to be frugal. It's small, and there are a lot of other things that I, and you, can do to be frugal, but this is where I felt I should start. This works very well for me and I feel it's one of the fundamentals for frugal living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take your lunch to work&lt;/span&gt;. Or school, or wherever you go. If you work at home or are a stay-at-home-parent, then this isn't really an issue for you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/254875660131058714_9eGSU88D_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 317px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/254875660131058714_9eGSU88D_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/414513618/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One of the big hurdles in starting to save money is recognizing and stopping spending habits&lt;/span&gt;. I'm really fortunate that I didn't really get into many of those spending habits when I moved away for college, but I've had many friends who have struggled with resisting the temptation to spend. Eating out is a really really easy way to spend far more money each week than you need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE it when we make a double batch of food for dinner and I get to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bring leftovers to work&lt;/span&gt;. That's a great option when you're single too, because many recipes aren't for one person. You'll naturally have more food than you need for one meal. This is tough when you don't have access to a microwave though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sandwiches&lt;/span&gt; are a great place to start. It's easy to make a sandwich, right? Once when my schedule was such that I didn't have much time to be creative with my food, I had to devise a sandwich system. I would alternate between buying turkey, chicken, or roast beef deli meat, and would get salami to supplement. The salami made my sandwiches yummier, and would last me two weeks. The basic deli meat would last me one week and would keep some variety in my lunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring a snack&lt;/span&gt; too. The more food options you have on you, the less temptation you have to go out and buy a bag of chips. I always bring crackers and cheese or peanut butter with me to work. It tides me over to my late lunch and keeps me from turning to the vending machine. (side note: I love taking a late lunch, because once I'm done, there are only a few hours left in the day!) Hummus and crackers or veggies are a great choice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't buy microwavable lunches.&lt;/span&gt; They aren't much less expensive than a lunch you can buy out. I can get a 6" sub-of-the-day at Subway for less than those freezer meals, and they aren't very healthy either. If they aren't cost effective OR healthy, I don't consider them worth the convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If you can, keep some food at work!&lt;/span&gt; I'm only just realizing the potential for this, as my job just became permanent. I already have a mug and teaspoon here, and keep some yummy creamer in the fridge. I hope to branch out to a bowl, oatmeal, a package of crackers, and a tub of peanut butter. This won't really cut down MY spending, because it's food I already prepare for myself at home and bring to work, but it'll cut down the time I already spend being frugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frugality sometimes takes more time than expensive convenience.&lt;/span&gt; You might find it helpful to make your lunch the night before. I'd definitely recommend that you at least &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decide what&lt;/span&gt; you will "brown bag" the next day. Frugal living is something to get used to, an adjustment, but I consider that the extra time it takes is time spent wisely. It takes some discipline, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feel free to take the journey to frugality in small steps&lt;/span&gt;. (unless, of course, you're in a lot of debt or in another situation that requires you make a quick lifestyle change!) I'll try to cut my posts about frugality into small chunks and not be overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Do you pack your own lunch? What are some hurdles you've run into in trying it? If you haven't tried it, what's holding you back? What are your brown bag lunch tricks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I find a lot of advice and inspiration from frugal-living bloggers, &lt;a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/"&gt;The Frugal Girl&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://thenonconsumeradvocate.com/"&gt;The Non-Consumer Advocate&lt;/a&gt;. If you're interested in learning more, stick around, but also poke around those ladies' blogs. They've been talking about saving money far longer than I have!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7671879132036692942?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7671879132036692942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7671879132036692942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7671879132036692942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7671879132036692942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/everyday-frugality.html' title='everyday frugality'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7520569911646183428</id><published>2011-11-22T15:36:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T15:58:53.405-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 22nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often   treat Thanksgiving as the prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the   first day you can legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for   Christmas, but Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we   should pay more thought to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This series&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will be dedicated   to that holiday and the sentiment it inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/175710822931148179_8ENT4R2k_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/175710822931148179_8ENT4R2k_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/181764275/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm thankful for the traditions I grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the family I have had my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;I talk a lot about my new family, mostly because they're new! But I want to honor my parents today. They're wonderful! I'm over half Irish, something that means a lot to me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to sound really stereotypical, but we take pride in our mashed potatoes. I grew up learning how to make mashed potatoes from my dad. (Mr. 100% Irish)&lt;br /&gt;Of course, we have other things, other family traditions, that we value. It's not just potatoes, don't worry, but I make a mean batch of mashed potatoes and that's what I share with my new family. I haven't decided for sure if I'm going to bake something for Thanksgiving this year, I might get there and decide one way or the other, but I'm definitely going to make the mashed potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be in the middle of nowhere Tennessee and feel the cold North Atlantic wind on my face as I mix the milk and butter in to make an edible anchor to my past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me as I wax poetic. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, folks. Let me know how it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/176977460326395189_YND5Omql_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 393px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/176977460326395189_YND5Omql_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/362549512/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8497057454174067984-7520569911646183428?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7520569911646183428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7520569911646183428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7520569911646183428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7520569911646183428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-22nd.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 22nd'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-2210597226309757220</id><published>2011-11-21T08:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T08:37:35.720-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiatus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>be back soon</title><content type='html'>Hey all, I expect today and tomorrow to be really busy, and I don't know how much time I'll have to post during the holiday. I'll be leaving for Tennessee tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/189432728045791975_V88j9MkS_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/189432728045791975_V88j9MkS_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/226467714/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hang in there, I'll be back soon, but I didn't get the chance to catch up or prepare any posts this weekend as I had hoped. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;If I'm not back before then, happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt; I hope it's full of food, family, friends, love, and gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522812935_Si4zYkvI_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 369px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522812935_Si4zYkvI_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522812935/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/8497057454174067984-2210597226309757220?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/2210597226309757220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=2210597226309757220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2210597226309757220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2210597226309757220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/be-back-soon.html' title='be back soon'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-2162451365904351219</id><published>2011-11-18T15:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T15:00:02.415-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 18th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often  treat Thanksgiving as the prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the  first day you can legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for  Christmas, but Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we  should pay more thought to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This series&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; will be dedicated  to that holiday and the sentiment it inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522846516_YvK6JUQt_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522846516_YvK6JUQt_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;this picture has nothing to do with anything,&lt;br /&gt;but since when does that matter when we're talking about pictures of kittens!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/555615619/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm generally very careful not to blog about work. It's not something I feel the need to do, and it's generally a pretty bad idea anyway, (unless you don't disclose your name and where you work, and are still really careful.) But I have good news!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hired by the company I've been temp-ing for since mid-August!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day as an employee is Monday, but my supervisor/boss announced it at the staff meeting this Wednesday so I feel like I can shout it from the rooftops now. (It's been on the DL for a few weeks as I've gone through the whole interview process.) This entails a raise and benefits I obviously wasn't eligible for before. Oh, and that handy little thing we all like, job security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had worked really hard during my college years to have a comfortable savings built up when I graduated. My job during college was on campus so it ended when I stopped being a student. I didn't want to spend the month and a half between graduation and the wedding looking for a job, but I joined a couple of temp agencies in Chicago. I got a few weeks of part time work before the wedding, then we got married, went on our honeymoon, and got home and started unpacking EVERYTHING. (all my stuff plus our wedding gifts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks after we got back from the honeymoon, I got this temp position through the second of the two agencies. I'd had the perfect amount of time to get settled in to our new apartment but not start really freaking out about not having a job. We'd been living on a tight budget knowing that we'd be okay for the time being but that job would need to come along soon. And come along it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was my 90th day, which I only know because that's how long I'm required to temp before I can be hired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to write about how God has used this whole job process to teach me about trusting Him and having peace about my future but that would make this post too long. So one day I'll write about that, but I wanted to give you this back story first. Suffice it to say, I am SO grateful for this job. It's such a gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. come back tomorrow for a surprise Saturday post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-2162451365904351219?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/2162451365904351219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=2162451365904351219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2162451365904351219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2162451365904351219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-18th.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 18th'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-5866712062821935314</id><published>2011-11-18T08:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T09:08:20.125-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along       with the image below is  brought to you by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;the  little things we do&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vSfUFFAVYg/TsC3kIyLAKI/AAAAAAAAGi8/1nuNcjtS9U0/s400/blanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vSfUFFAVYg/TsC3kIyLAKI/AAAAAAAAGi8/1nuNcjtS9U0/s400/blanks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; A  nervous habit I have is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; running my fingers along my eyebrows to make sure they're lying smoothly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Something that makes me sad is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;"the view that people take of marriage these  days." (That was part of Lauren's answer, and I completely agree).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; People don't seem to value having one in the first place and don't seem to see how tragic broken ones are   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today I am  thankful for  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; warm hats, scarves, and gloves. The temperature in Chicago dropped and I don't think it'll be climbing upward for a while. We're in for the long haul now folks!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite room in my house is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  my living room/kitchen/dining room. It's a bit of a mess right now but it's home and I love it. I love the hours we spend cooking and watching tv and movies, relaxing together. I even love the time we spend cleaning in there. Somehow it's less stressful than cleaning the bedroom, probably because the bed takes up almost all our floor space it's hard to move around at the best of times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't  stand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  rude train passengers. (Yeah, I was inspired by Lauren's "inconsiderate drivers" answer too.) People can be incredibly inconsiderate on the train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;If I had  an extra $100 to spend on whatever I wanted today I would  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  get Zach and I each $50 gift certificates to somewhere that sells warm drinks, like Starbucks or Argo or Caribou. It's something we try not to indulge in too often but that doesn't mean we don't love hot coffee and tea!&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;The last person I hung out with  was  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  Zach. Too easy. &lt;a href="http://incarnationchicago.org/"&gt;Incarnation&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;last night. We had our monthly "Re:Action" gathering and it was fun and fruitful, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to join the Fill in the Blank Friday link-up? Here's today's &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2011/11/fill-in-blank-friday_17.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, and you can add yours to the link-up and read others' too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-5866712062821935314?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/5866712062821935314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=5866712062821935314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5866712062821935314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5866712062821935314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/fill-in-blank-friday_18.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vSfUFFAVYg/TsC3kIyLAKI/AAAAAAAAGi8/1nuNcjtS9U0/s72-c/blanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6119966041546513457</id><published>2011-11-17T12:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T13:16:14.767-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='right now'/><title type='text'>Right now I'm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522844564_tCkCIeXA_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90001692522844564_tCkCIeXA_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/547850797/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; my coffee. I bought the slightly more expensive "holiday" creamer (Peppermint Mocha!) and it's been brightening my mornings. It's also been serving to help me resist the temptation to buy Starbucks' holiday drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;. Well, not right now, but whenever I go outside. The temperature has DROPPED fast here in Chicago and I think we've run out of balmy days (like the ones we had this weekend!) It's time to pull out my fleece lined hat and put away my stylish-yet-not-very-warm beret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;attempting&lt;/span&gt; to transition from paper calendars and notepads to using the ones on my phone. I just feel like I could use it for more things, since it's one of those super smart ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/"&gt;The Frugal Girl&lt;/a&gt; (who was in turn inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.soulemama.com/soulemama/"&gt;SouleMama&lt;/a&gt;) for blogging inspiration today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eager&lt;/span&gt; to get to work on our Christmas shopping and Christmas cards. We're stalled because: we haven't finalized our list for who gets cards and we can't figure out what we want to get several people on our lists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6119966041546513457?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6119966041546513457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6119966041546513457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6119966041546513457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6119966041546513457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/right-now-im.html' title='Right now I&apos;m...'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-5274785946314750896</id><published>2011-11-17T09:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:24:37.847-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writers block'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>playing catch-up</title><content type='html'>Since finishing the 30-day get to know me series, I've been feeling a kind of writers block. Mostly just because I don't have anything or anyone telling me what to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/109634572148311380_IpGo6VSJ_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/109634572148311380_IpGo6VSJ_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/196489587/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My HOPE is to map out a blog plan. Not something strict or regimented but some kind of structure that will help me stay as productive and fruitful. After that I hope to start being able to write many posts ahead of time and schedule them. (I won't be doing this with all of them, of course, but a good chunk...hopefully.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been given "charge" of many more projects at work and don't have as much down time to think about these things. So I need to start being more proactive. I knew this would happen, and I didn't do anything to prepare myself for it. Whoops! :-\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I feel like I'm playing catch-up this week. Maybe this Thanksgiving time off will be my chance to get ahead of things!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-5274785946314750896?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/5274785946314750896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=5274785946314750896' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5274785946314750896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5274785946314750896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/playing-catch-up.html' title='playing catch-up'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8204774840559738716</id><published>2011-11-16T20:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T21:48:37.678-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='married life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>a common problem in the household</title><content type='html'>A rather unique problem Zach and I have is deciding what movie to watch at night.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure this is a problem for most couples, but it seems rather exaggerated for us. You see, Zach is a film major, we met on a film set, I'm an actor, and I once wanted to be a film historian "when I grew up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have our DVD shelves sorted in order of: movies I or both haven't seen, movies Zach hasn't seen (but I have), then movies we've both seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zach usually wants to watch something serious, or heavy, or dramatic, or thoughtful, or slow, or foreign. Of the two of us, I'm more likely to want to watch something I have already seen, something familiar. Lately we've resorted to watching the special features on the extended editions of Lord of the Rings. NO lie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(we're both huge geeks. after this we're moving on to the audio commentaries.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we watched Badlands, which I'd seen a few years ago and it's slowwwwww. (It's incredibly beautiful and I'd recommend it to anyone, but it's sparse and poetic.) Zach had been wanting to watch it for a &lt;i&gt;while&lt;/i&gt;, but I kept saying I wasn't really in the mood for it. So I actually was tonight, and we watched it. To follow it up, Zach was suggesting MORE thoughtful movies, more slow and methodical movies. After shooing down his suggestions of The Thin Red Line, Wings of Desire, and (strangely) the BBC Chronicles of Narnia, he then suggested Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind to which I countered "I'm not in the mood for messed up relationship drama."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So we're watching the final disc of the special features of The Return of the King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least we aren't watching The Reader.*&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;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*This has now become an inside joke. Whenever we don't know what to watch, one of us suggests The Reader. We tried watching it before we got married and then Kate Winslet got undressed and it got awkward. So we turned it off and haven't yet gotten around to watching a movie about Nazis and an awkward relationship between Kate Winslet and He Who Must Not Be Named.&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/8497057454174067984-8204774840559738716?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8204774840559738716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8204774840559738716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8204774840559738716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8204774840559738716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/common-problem-in-household.html' title='a common problem in the household'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8532101372655415231</id><published>2011-11-15T21:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T21:00:10.801-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 15th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more thought to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;This series&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it inspires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: 'Droid Serif'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(192, 161, 84); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0); font-family: 'Droid Serif'; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(192, 161, 84); "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/176203404140434705_SMwrn7jT_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/331301613/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm thankful for brand new days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been walking around with a cloud over my head all day. I've been in one of those grumpy moods where I just feel like wallowing in it. Zach, of course, bears the brunt of these moods because I'm real around him. I can put on a happy face at work and maybe say "I'm kinda grumpy today" to my coworkers but then put the smile back on and get back to business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I wanted to do was go home. But I did the small but significant thing of getting of the train two stops early to pick up vegetables at the store that are on sale and won't be tomorrow. I knew I'd be mad at myself if I didn't. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew I'd feel a little better if I did a simple everyday task like everyone else does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's why I'm folding laundry and why I will do the dishes before I go to sleep. I'm doing it for tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow I'll feel like a normal person again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I'm grateful for new days. I'm grateful for the chance to end this day and start over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How's that for honesty?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 336px;" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/67694800618489697_YoMbCUFn_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/460278659/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-8532101372655415231?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8532101372655415231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8532101372655415231' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8532101372655415231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8532101372655415231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-14th_15.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 15th'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3637504278558318777</id><published>2011-11-14T15:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T15:43:01.214-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 14th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the        prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can        legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but        Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay  more       thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This        series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it        inspires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216627_2061388687062_1015020077_2310164_264380_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 375px;" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/216627_2061388687062_1015020077_2310164_264380_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have family dinners with our great friends, Jake and Taylor. We started out trying to make them once a week, and then we had to take a break for about a month, but we were together again the weekend before this one. Taylor posted &lt;a href="http://tayloryves.blogspot.com/2011/11/friends-food-fall.html"&gt;beautiful pictures&lt;/a&gt; on her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, her pictures highlight the best of our apartment, and hide the corners where we've shoved pieces of furniture and other stuff that we don't actually know what to do with or where to put.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be in touch with our friends. Many of them have moved away because they graduated (i.e. three out of my four bridesmaids. the fourth is Taylor.) and many others still live downtown, whereas we moved to a distant neighborhood of Chicago. The three wonderful friends in the picture above are, from left to right: Wendy (now in Alaska), Victoria (now in St. Louis), and &lt;a href="http://southpawlaura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; (now in L.A.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love our apartment, and we love our friends...and very often they're not in the same place. But we love it when our friends can be with us, and when they're far away we text a LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3637504278558318777?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3637504278558318777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3637504278558318777' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3637504278558318777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3637504278558318777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-14th.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 14th'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6715284137052422411</id><published>2011-11-14T09:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:10:01.487-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas Cards!</title><content type='html'>Remember &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/giveaway.html"&gt;my post&lt;/a&gt; a few weeks ago about a &lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/"&gt;Tiny Prints&lt;/a&gt; giveaway at "&lt;a href="http://itsahuntlife.blogspot.com/"&gt;tales of me and the husband&lt;/a&gt;"? Since then I've been pretty obsessed with their &lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/shop/holiday-cards.htm"&gt;holiday cards&lt;/a&gt; this year. I seem to remember being directed to their site in the past, but it was really the giveaway that stuck them in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Woah, that was a lot of linking for just two sentences!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I are huge fans of Rifle Paper Co., so I was really excited to see that they designed some of Tiny Prints holiday cards too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://tp-images-cdn.tp-global.net/product/30028/panel/1/color/01/paper/2/width/420/height/420/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 300px;" src="http://tp-images-cdn.tp-global.net/product/30028/panel/1/color/01/paper/2/width/420/height/420/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know if we're going to go with &lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/product/30028/flat_holiday_photo_cards_festive_wishes.html"&gt;this design&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;but it's an example of the beautiful work Rifle Paper Co. does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well, they're offering bloggers 50 free holiday cards for blogging about them! I heard about this offer through Megg, "&lt;a href="http://librarianhousewife.blogspot.com/"&gt;the not so desperate housewife&lt;/a&gt;" and of course, jumped on it. It's really hard to choose because there are so many beautiful cards, but I have two that I want to share with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://tp-images-cdn.tp-global.net/product/27618/panel/1/color/01/paper/2/trim/1/width/420/height/420/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 298px;" src="http://tp-images-cdn.tp-global.net/product/27618/panel/1/color/01/paper/2/trim/1/width/420/height/420/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love &lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/product/27618/christmas_cards_bright_patterns.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for the muted yellow and the old-fashioned style. It's one of our favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://tp-images-cdn.tp-global.net/product/29058/panel/1/color/01/paper/2/width/420/height/420/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://tp-images-cdn.tp-global.net/product/28832/panel/1/color/01/paper/2/trim/1/width/420/height/420/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 298px;" src="http://tp-images-cdn.tp-global.net/product/28832/panel/1/color/01/paper/2/trim/1/width/420/height/420/1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinyprints.com/product/28832/flat_holiday_photo_cards_joyful_highlights.html"&gt;This one&lt;/a&gt; doesn't immediately look very "us," but imagine a wedding picture there instead of the smiling mom. I tested the customization feature and it looks lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blown away when I was browsing through all the options. They run the gamut from Christmas cards with scripture, to "happy holidays" cards, to "happy new year" cards, "Feliz Navidad" cards, and even cards for Rosh Hashanah (which were BEAUTIFUL, might I add.) There's honestly a choice for any family and any design aesthetic you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll let you know what we end up choosing. I'm torn but we have to decide soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: While I am receiving free Christmas cards for writing this post, I wouldn't write the review if I didn't love the product.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6715284137052422411?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6715284137052422411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6715284137052422411' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6715284137052422411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6715284137052422411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-cards.html' title='Christmas Cards!'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8299591238847469097</id><published>2011-11-11T09:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T09:27:20.382-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along      with the image below is  brought to you by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;the  little things we do&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--53KruAY1wE/Trtfo33YUUI/AAAAAAAAGh4/Odsa1_lxTIc/s400/fillintheblank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--53KruAY1wE/Trtfo33YUUI/AAAAAAAAGh4/Odsa1_lxTIc/s400/fillintheblank.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; My  favorite new blog of the moment is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;a href="http://lifeblessons.blogspot.com/"&gt;Life Blessons&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Something I am thankful for is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; my job  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Something  that made me laugh this week was  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522793386/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;An item that is currently on my  wish list is &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://usa.hunter-boot.com/2/6/Product-Search/Original-Tall-Women/DARK-OLIVE/HNTORGW_DOV.aspx"&gt;Dark Olive Original Women's Tall Hunter boots&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am excited  about&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  Thanksgiving, duh. Okay, something more original: cutting my hair this weekend. It's been a bit too long since the last time_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;If I  were a color I would be   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  greeeeeeen! Or cranberry, I've been pretty obsessed with that shade of red lately &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;My favorite way to spend a chilly  fall day is by  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  curling up under a blanket with a warm cup of coffee or tea and watching tv or a movie  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-8299591238847469097?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8299591238847469097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8299591238847469097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8299591238847469097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8299591238847469097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/fill-in-blank-friday_11.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--53KruAY1wE/Trtfo33YUUI/AAAAAAAAGh4/Odsa1_lxTIc/s72-c/fillintheblank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-2722185941058295438</id><published>2011-11-11T08:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:19:10.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day thirty</title><content type='html'>Well, folks, today's the last day! It's been fun going into "great detail" on all these prompts and trying to keep it interesting. Today's prompt is "one last moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In honor of Veterans' Day, I'll talk about my weekend home with my Mr. to visit with his family before Ethan left for Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family decided that our "family activity" would be a scenic drive through the &lt;a href="http://dnr.wi.gov/org/land/parks/specific/kmscenicdrive/"&gt;Kettle Moraine North&lt;/a&gt;, which is an amazing state park in Wisconsin. Zach and Ethan had the same earth science teacher who took them on "the best field trip ever" to this park, and Linnea will be going on that field trip this spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were rolling hills and beautiful ponds and I know nothing about this area except that it was shaped by glaciers and that it's REALLY cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't talk a lot, but it was wonderful being together as a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload pictures from the weekend some time THIS weekend. You'll get to see all our smiling faces. And let me tell you, I married into a good looking family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,    in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –    What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of   love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 –   Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you   wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15   – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 –   Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you   regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   21 – Another  moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 – Something that upsets   you, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something that makes you feel  better,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  24 – Something that makes you cry, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day 26 –  Your  fears, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day  27 – Your favorite place, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day 28 – Something  that you  miss, in great  detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 – Your  aspirations, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 30 – One last moment, in  great detail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-2722185941058295438?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/2722185941058295438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=2722185941058295438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2722185941058295438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2722185941058295438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-thirty.html' title='Get to Know Me: day thirty'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-5925610813113461216</id><published>2011-11-10T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T15:00:04.208-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 10th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the       prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can       legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but       Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more       thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This       series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it       inspires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/131737496_Vsvvs3ad_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/131737496_Vsvvs3ad_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/155655730840495724/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw snow for the first time this season today on our way to work/school. I looked out the window and saw flakes! I turned to Zach and said "It's snowing!" I know there are many people who aren't excited about this, but Zach and I are among the many for whom snow ushers in the holiday spirit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to get holiday drinks at Starbucks to celebrate, which we NEVER do. We try not to indulge when we are perfectly capable of making our own coffee, but we believe that there are a lot of things in life that are worth celebrating that we usually pass over. We're striving to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt; to be joyful and celebratory when it's easy not to.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy when you're a Chicagoan to view snow as the beginning of the worst months of the year, but I try hard not to be so cynical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to put on Sufjan Stevens' Christmas music, which is the complete opposite of most commercial modern Christmas music and instead feels old fashioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a very Christmas-y post for a series that is dedicated to dwelling on spirit of the holiday we skip over for the sake of Christmas. Just picture in your mind's eye being in the kitchen of an old fashioned wood house. There's a pumpkin pie, an apple pie, and a pecan pie on the table and you can see snow gently falling outside. For me, that's Thanksgiving, folks. Abundance and warmth when it's cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Side note: It's great when that celebratory spirit can be expressed for  free, and I'm all for being creative and trying to be full of holiday cheer without  emptying your wallet but we've come to realize that budgeting and being  financially responsible can make such occasional indulgences guilt-free.  We have some room in the budget this week and feel the freedom to have a  treat we usually don't allow ourselves to have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-5925610813113461216?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/5925610813113461216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=5925610813113461216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5925610813113461216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5925610813113461216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-10th.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 10th'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6159760479370367800</id><published>2011-11-09T16:19:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T08:41:53.925-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-nine</title><content type='html'>My aspirations, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already talked a lot about this on day fifteen, which was about my dreams. Those were mostly theoretical though, so here's a big fat concrete goal of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aspire to knit a sweater. A grown-up sweater. (I've knit a baby sweater. That's it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about this cute asymmetrical button-down with a delightfully simple  seed stitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/463601575_AOcHwHsT_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 668px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/463601575_AOcHwHsT_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522823146/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or this one that looks SO warm and work-appropriate at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338672605_4O1aQqz9_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 676px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338672605_4O1aQqz9_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522788770/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Or this lace cardigan? That'll take a while, those are very small stitches on very fine yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338674639_nIQ5a8OC_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 749px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338674639_nIQ5a8OC_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522788777/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Or this BEAUTIFUL fair isle color pattern? I haven't done much color work at all. It intimidates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338674367_U675M0Nv_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 750px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338674367_U675M0Nv_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522788776/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another example of fair isle. BEAUTIFUL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338631524_Xx9UhNSC_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338631524_Xx9UhNSC_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522788726/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this turned into more of a "roundup" but it's a goal of mine and it's my blog so what I say goes. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about your hobbies? Is there an area of that hobby you haven't braved yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,   in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –   What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of  love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 –  Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you  wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15  – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 –  Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you  regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  21 – Another  moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 – Something that upsets  you, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  24 – Something that makes you cry, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day 26 – Your  fears, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day  27 – Your favorite place, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day 28 – Something  that you  miss, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great   detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6159760479370367800?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6159760479370367800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6159760479370367800' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6159760479370367800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6159760479370367800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-nine.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-nine'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-93871682571854043</id><published>2011-11-09T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T15:00:01.702-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 9th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the      prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can      legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but      Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more      thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This      series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it      inspires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/478364743_uLbOKI4a_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/478364743_uLbOKI4a_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/8444318020902202/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for diverse cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be referring to a myriad of things, but what I'm talking about here is FOOD. I grew up with what I thought was a pretty traditional Thanksgiving meal. Turkey, stuffing, squash (multiple kinds), mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans. Oh, and cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have green bean casserole (with the french fried onions) until college. This was NOT a Midwestern upbringing, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither did I have biscuits and gravy until college! That rocked my world, and contributed greatly to my Freshman way-more-than-fifteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving in Tennessee still resembles my childhood Thanksgiving, but is different. It's a different culture from a completely different region of the country. We had deviled eggs and yams, and lots of other delicious food I'm forgetting about. And after each breakfast, after you've cleaned your plate, you pour a bunch of sorghum molasses onto your plate and add a pat of butter. Mix it all up and dip your biscuits into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never had this before, you don't know what you're missing. And if you have, OMG isn't it the most delicious thing ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if we all ate the exact same meal for Thanksgiving? How boring would that be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-93871682571854043?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/93871682571854043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=93871682571854043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/93871682571854043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/93871682571854043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-9th.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 9th'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-18551267105216140</id><published>2011-11-09T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T09:00:03.666-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='growing up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-eight</title><content type='html'>Something that I miss, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/357600430_hAp5pFli_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 340px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/357600430_hAp5pFli_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/357600430/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;When talking about fire for my countdown to Thanksgiving, I mentioned the cabin my family had in Vermont. It was on a lake and we had a small dock that stuck out into the lake just far enough to get us past the tree line from the shore. My dad would take me out onto the dock and teach me the names of the brightest stars and the constellations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we would get home after dark, Dad would take me to the end of the driveway and point to a star and ask me what it was. (It was usually Jupiter, because Jupiter was always over our neighbors' roof.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years went by, bigger buildings came to the borders of our town. They all had big bright lights so people could see them from all around. One in particular was a Jordans Furniture with an IMAX theater and an ice cream shop inside. (Yeah, a furniture store.) Because it was a movie theater, they shone their lights UP (not out or down, God forbid) all night. By the time they built the Jordans, we had already been noticing some light pollution, but this was death to all stargazing in my hometown. At this point we had sold Camp too, so we'd lost our northern escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I moved to Chicago. Guess how many stars I see now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –  What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 – Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 – Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 – Another  moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day  27 – Your favorite place, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 28 – Something  that you miss, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-18551267105216140?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/18551267105216140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=18551267105216140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/18551267105216140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/18551267105216140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-eight.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-eight'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-648409550946035516</id><published>2011-11-08T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T15:00:05.373-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 8th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the     prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can     legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but     Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more     thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This     series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it     inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/practicallyknit/31022106/P6250017_medium.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://images4.ravelrycache.com/uploads/practicallyknit/31022106/P6250017_medium.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people/practicallyknit/stash/chelsea-silk"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yarn. I'm thankful for yarn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no secret that I love to knit, but I thought I'd go a little into why. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; making things with my hands. It makes me feel skilled and satisfied, it keeps me from getting bored or fidgety, and it brings me closer to God. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are told we are His craftsmanship, and I take that to heart. I feel a deeper understanding of my Creator when I create things myself, and I rejoice in the gift of knitting that He has given me (through my mom, who taught me in the first place, and also through the slew of other mothers and yarn store owners who have helped me along the way.) I also love that I have the opportunity to bless other people with something that few other people in their lives can give them, a hand knit sock for example, and that I am part of a historic community of people who have made beautiful things with their hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll save my undying love for natural fibers and the animals they come from for another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thanksgiving I was bound and determined to finish a handful of Christmas gifts in time for Christmas, so I was knitting up a storm during the trip. Last January I had every intention to knit my Christmas gifts again this year. Many of you have already heard this story, but in case you're new, my husband proposed on January 6th. We got married on July 9th and between those two dates hardly any knitting was done (hardly any blogging, for that matter. Plus I had two pairs of socks that were "IOU" gifts from last Christmas. (I'm finishing them up, folks. My goal is by the end of the week!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338671557_QKwm38Ts_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 500px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/338671557_QKwm38Ts_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522788765/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That totally derailed any hope of knitting my Christmas gifts this year. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm full of a renewed spirit&lt;/span&gt; to finish projects, to start new awesome ones, and, for the first time ever, to get rid of yarn that I don't want. (a lot of this yarn was donated to me by other voracious knitters who didn't want it either.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/466620150_7T4ZHhS4_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 501px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/466620150_7T4ZHhS4_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522824042/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Along with the cold weather comes a desire to nest, and with that desire to nest comes a desire to knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/325928723_VenIX9Zl_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 614px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/325928723_VenIX9Zl_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522785496/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What about you? What's your favorite cozy winter activity?&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/8497057454174067984-648409550946035516?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/648409550946035516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=648409550946035516' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/648409550946035516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/648409550946035516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-8th.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 8th'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7671190969196737350</id><published>2011-11-08T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:30:03.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the ocean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-seven</title><content type='html'>My favorite place, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; have a favorite place. The world is so beautiful and diverse that I can't pick just one place. I love wooded mountains and rocky sea shores, and I love my parents' home in Massachusetts as well as my home here in Chicago. Here's one place I love and long to go back to as often as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bustins Island, ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://www.usgwarchives.org/me/cumberland/postcards/bevbus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 345px;" src="http://www.usgwarchives.org/me/cumberland/postcards/bevbus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usgwarchives.org/me/cumberland/postcards/ppcs-cumber.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some very good family friends who we go way back with (Mom's college roommate) have a house on an island off the coast of Maine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/14/15227414_701496e50f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 328px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/14/15227414_701496e50f.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickriver.com/places/United+States/Maine/Bustins+Island/search/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; It's pretty rustic. There are very few cars, very little electricity, and very little running water. They have lightswitches, but all the electricity is generated by solar panels. They have taps on the sinks, but the water comes from a well and we often use a &lt;a href="http://www.allproducts.com/manufacture100/tpg/product4.html"&gt;hand pump&lt;/a&gt; to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://www.usgwarchives.org/me/cumberland/postcards/bustin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.usgwarchives.org/me/cumberland/postcards/bustin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usgwarchives.org/me/cumberland/postcards/ppcs-cumber.html"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It feels like an old fisherman's village. There's a tiny post office for people who spend almost their whole summers on the island, and a small library too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They usually invite our family up to visit for a weekend. While I'd love to be there longer, that would entail renting someone else's cottage for the week or so. I can't imagine visiting Bustins without being with these friends and being in their home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one of these years I can bring Zach and show him the steamer dock where large things (like cars and propane tanks) are loaded and unloaded from big boats. Maybe that'll be when I introduce him to the North Atlantic that I so love and maybe that's when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; romance with the ocean will start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/183262709_7FlGsDeO_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 480px; height: 318px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/183262709_7FlGsDeO_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/468557830/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sea, the sea, the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It rolls and rolls and calls to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come in, it says, come in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[from The Wanderer, by Sharon Creech]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 – What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7671190969196737350?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7671190969196737350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7671190969196737350' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7671190969196737350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7671190969196737350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-seven.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-seven'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/14/15227414_701496e50f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3394556911853125247</id><published>2011-11-07T17:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T17:00:01.823-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 7th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the    prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can    legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but    Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more    thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This    series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it    inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/221828213_ijpZtOCr_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/221828213_ijpZtOCr_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/221828213/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Since I mentioned toast in my last post, I figured what better subject for this post than toast! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized my true passion in life, folks. Baking yummy things. Trying new recipes; learning the differences among leavens like yeast, baking powder, and baking soda; and learning why the heck kneading is so important!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I LOVE Thanksgiving, and I really want to take part. I want to feel like I've contributed to the meal and I want to feel like I can help bless the people who bless me. (all. the. time.) What better way than to bake something for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the problem: I don't know what I should make. Maybe you can help! I most frequently bake sandwich bread and breakfast bread. I think I'll hold off on the sandwich bread because our post-Thanksgiving-dinner sandwiches are covered in gravy and I'm afraid my bread might not hold up to that. It's more crumbly than store-bought bread, which I'm fine with, but isn't precisely what I want for this. I'm also thinking that the breakfast bread isn't the right choice either. It's incredibly hearty and not the fluffy choice I'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to two options. Rolls (of some sort) and sweet bread (of some sort.) Not to be confused with sweetbreads, which is the pancreas of a calf or lamb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grossed out yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on. Any ideas? I've been dying to try my hand at Monkey Bread, but also want to conquer basic dinner rolls (to conquer: to master, to become an expert in, to be super-awesomely skilled at.) Gimme your best rolls and sweet breads, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/IMG_3555-600x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/IMG_3555-600x400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/2011/02/wednesday-baking-caramel-monkey-bread/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/IMG_6748-600x399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/IMG_6748-600x399.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/2010/11/wednesday-baking-yeast-roll-roundup/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The images above are both from &lt;a href="thefrugalgirl.com"&gt;The Frugal Girl&lt;/a&gt;. I love her posts so much and she inspires me to plan my weekly menu, to be diligent to pack lunches, and to challenge myself to take on new recipes. It's been through her &lt;a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/2010/12/wednesday-baking-a-little-bit-o-troubleshooting/"&gt;yeast bread troubleshooting&lt;/a&gt; posts that I've learned a lot about what makes bread rise, what makes it not rise, and &lt;a href="http://www.thefrugalgirl.com/2009/01/wednesday-baking-how-to-knead-bread-dough/"&gt;how to knead&lt;/a&gt; dough well. The link for the Monkey Bread goes to the corresponding recipe, and the link for the rolls will send you to her Yeast Roll roundup which has a multitude of roll options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;P.S. Check out my husband's &lt;a href="http://100things100days.tumblr.com/post/11399135236/day-35-bread-word-submitted-by-taylor"&gt;bread illustration&lt;/a&gt;. He does help, so he totally deserves credit for our baking, but I want to talk through the whole process with him. I think it'd be fun, I usually only explain whatever step I may need help with at the time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3394556911853125247?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3394556911853125247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3394556911853125247' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3394556911853125247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3394556911853125247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-7th.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 7th'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7156632113652094536</id><published>2011-11-07T13:40:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T14:05:37.585-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='faith'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-six</title><content type='html'>My fears, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke to my &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-three_03.html"&gt;fear of my loved ones dying&lt;/a&gt; in an earlier post, which touches on my fear of being abandoned. I also mentioned &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-2nd.html"&gt;my fear of fire&lt;/a&gt; last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/335666463_0wUFHhhY_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 399px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/335666463_0wUFHhhY_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/335666463/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm realizing more and more that I have an over-active imagination when it comes to something bad happening to the people I love. When Zach or Laura don't text me back, or when Zach takes longer to get home than I expect, my mind goes WILD. It's pretty bad, actually. I convince myself that they're lying dead in an alley somewhere. (this is why I'm an actor. over-active imagination. what I would give most days not to have an over-active imagination.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/350012057_0ov7BzGe_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 748px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/350012057_0ov7BzGe_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/350012057/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is rooted in a deeper issue. I ball my hands into fists and say to God "I know that if you take them away that they'll be okay and that I'll be okay but I JUST DON'T WANT YOU TO DO THAT." My mind is too logical to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rest in a trust&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything will be okay&lt;/span&gt;. My mind leaps to "yeah, everything will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;, but that doesn't mean that people don't DIE." I'd rather rest in a trust knowing that no one will be taken away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}    catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/420094791_G3ug6Jp3_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 398px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/420094791_G3ug6Jp3_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/420094791/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Maybe I've read the book of Job too many times. Maybe I've convinced myself that eventually that's going to happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/334553628_SeQpPnlj_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/334553628_SeQpPnlj_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/334553628/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'll try to keep you updated as I continue on this journey. Maybe being  prompted to write about it will help me intentionally hand these fears  to God. I'm going to try to talk to Him about these fears tonight, when  I'm not experiencing them. I only ever pray about these fears when I'm  gripped by them, and I'm sure that makes it harder to open myself up to  His healing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}   catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/275130164_24exEaSB_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 357px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/275130164_24exEaSB_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/275130164/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You guys, this is HEAVY stuff. Can we talk about toast? I made some  yummy bread last week and dang, it makes great toast. Let's move on.  Countdown to Thanksgiving is next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,      in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04  –     What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition  of    love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  07 –    Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in  great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 –  What you    wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  13 – This week, in    great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  15   – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 –  Your first kiss, in  great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  18 –   Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  19 – Something  you   regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month,  in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   22 –  Something that  upsets you, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  23 – Something   that  makes you feel  better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 –   Something  that  makes  you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A  first, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day  26 –  Your  fears, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day  27 – Your  favorite place, in  great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that  you miss,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  29  –  Your aspirations, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  30 – One last moment, in   great  detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7156632113652094536?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7156632113652094536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7156632113652094536' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7156632113652094536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7156632113652094536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-six.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-six'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-531140555947005307</id><published>2011-11-07T08:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:26:51.321-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffee'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-five</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another late one. sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/318982543_NOxZ9MdE_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 375px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/318982543_NOxZ9MdE_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I fell in love with coffee was very early in the morning of a sleepover during my highschool years. My best friend at the time, Ellen, was staying over, and it was back when we'd actually pull all-nighters watching movies and talking. Once we went outside and she taught me dance moves in the middle of the road while the sun rose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular morning it was about 3 or 4 am. We were getting really tired and groggy. We decided to make some coffee and OH MY GOSH it smelled like heaven. I don't know why it was such a big deal, but we both became pretty obsessed with coffee after that. It was like, deliciousness wrapped in an inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still obsessed with coffee and completely addicted to it. It strikes fear into my heart to think of one day getting pregnant and having to not drink it for at least nine months. (Don't get me wrong, I'd love to be blessed with children and a big happy and healthy family, but the no caffeine thing will be HARD.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.americanpregnancy.org/pregnancyhealth/caffeine.html"&gt;it turns out I'll still be able to have my morning coffee.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;image source&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/318982543/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,     in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –     What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of    love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 –    Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you    wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in    great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  15   – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in  great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  18 –   Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something  you   regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  22 –  Something that  upsets you, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  23 – Something  that  makes you feel  better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 –   Something that  makes  you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 25 – A  first, in  great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day  26 –  Your fears, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  27 – Your  favorite place, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that  you miss,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  29 –  Your aspirations, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  30 – One last moment, in  great  detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-531140555947005307?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/531140555947005307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=531140555947005307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/531140555947005307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/531140555947005307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-five.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-five'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3637496031781493705</id><published>2011-11-04T13:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T14:03:16.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='myhusbandisthemostamazingmanintheworld'/><title type='text'>I could set my clock on this man</title><content type='html'>You guys, this always happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm grumpy, for no reason. I'm having a bad day, and I'm being STUBBORN. Because I refuse to cheer up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[disclaimer: I recognize there are bad days that you can't shake off. I'm talking about those bad moods that we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;decide&lt;/span&gt; to stay in.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Zach goes and does something sweet. Like buy me deeply discounted Halloween candy. Shaped like a bat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I suddenly realize that, not only am I not in a bad mood anymore (because who can be in a bad mood when given a York peppermint patty shaped like a bat?) but I was being really foolish in the first place. And I feel bashful. And I eat my bat candy quietly because it's made of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3637496031781493705?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3637496031781493705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3637496031781493705' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3637496031781493705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3637496031781493705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-could-set-my-clock-on-this-man.html' title='I could set my clock on this man'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6565188326424734112</id><published>2011-11-04T11:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T11:18:58.915-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along     with the image below is  brought to you by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;the  little things we do&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weJEnvZTyhY/Tq4vS_BTphI/AAAAAAAAGXM/hcYQ7C441Gk/s400/fill+in+the+blank.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weJEnvZTyhY/Tq4vS_BTphI/AAAAAAAAGXM/hcYQ7C441Gk/s400/fill+in+the+blank.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; My  favorite thing about this week was/is &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  my parents were in town! We got to hang out a LOT and eat a LOT of good food    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; Colder weather makes me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;cold (my body seriously can't keep itself warm, it's a problem)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three things  that make me terribly happy as of late are  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;oh you're catching me on a bad day. I'm not feeling very happy. Well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my husband&lt;/span&gt; is a rockstar and he's so good to me and he's been making me happy when I'm grumpy, which has been a lot lately, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;texting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://southpawlaura.blogspot.com/"&gt;Laura&lt;/a&gt; back and forth while watching Terminator 2 last night was fun, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and our bathtub&lt;/span&gt; just got repainted so I CAN TAKE A BATH THIS WEEKEND! (the paint had been chipping, and I'm NOT going to take a bath when little paint chips are floating around in the water with me)_ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I could only wear one kind of  shoe for the rest of my life, I'd choose&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;brown leather oxfords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;/brogues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My  personality type is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; oh don't ask me that today. I'm grumpy. That's my personality type_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;I have a  serious problem resisting   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;  guacamole  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;My favorite color to wear is  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt; green. or navy. or brown. funny, I'm wearing all three today  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, you caught me on a bad day. :-\&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it, don't worry. I'll be back to my typical cheery self soon. I just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6565188326424734112?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6565188326424734112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6565188326424734112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6565188326424734112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6565188326424734112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/fill-in-blank-friday.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weJEnvZTyhY/Tq4vS_BTphI/AAAAAAAAGXM/hcYQ7C441Gk/s72-c/fill+in+the+blank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-5924177192529657007</id><published>2011-11-03T16:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T16:14:48.927-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 3rd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the   prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can   legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but   Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more   thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This   series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it   inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZ8Wv2iUTkw/Tp7cl7a65RI/AAAAAAAALB4/DTl_rnmq_Iw/s320/FeatheredFall605.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZ8Wv2iUTkw/Tp7cl7a65RI/AAAAAAAALB4/DTl_rnmq_Iw/s320/FeatheredFall605.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for fall colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet is full of inspiration. I primarily spend my online time reading blogs and scouring &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/paperarmour/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;, and they're both full of really creative people. I recently started following &lt;a href="http://www.design-seeds.com/"&gt;Design Seeds&lt;/a&gt;, which is strictly color palates inspired by nature. I've been loving the orange-y palates and they feel incredibly Thanksgiving-y too. Fall colors are my favorite, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWmFvnNP09Y/Tp8oFA3YNeI/AAAAAAAALCo/gJ7MTcESNAE/s320/BranchedTones615.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LWmFvnNP09Y/Tp8oFA3YNeI/AAAAAAAALCo/gJ7MTcESNAE/s320/BranchedTones615.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wyKmm_f64Mk/Tp8yh4CvtQI/AAAAAAAALEQ/rPMP9TyW5cc/s320/AutumnStacked600.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wyKmm_f64Mk/Tp8yh4CvtQI/AAAAAAAALEQ/rPMP9TyW5cc/s320/AutumnStacked600.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ji2csqmDiaM/Tp8nGOI2GkI/AAAAAAAALCY/4TqnpVIx1to/s320/AutumnStillLife605.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7cDyYKa3dBY/TqA6OLadNNI/AAAAAAAALFg/XyHm6U3OL9Q/s320/HuskedTones610.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7cDyYKa3dBY/TqA6OLadNNI/AAAAAAAALFg/XyHm6U3OL9Q/s320/HuskedTones610.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;All these images are from &lt;a href="http://www.design-seeds.com/"&gt;Design Seeds&lt;/a&gt;. I'm really excited for more Christmas-y color palates to start cropping up, there's been a lot of orange but I'm holding out for the cranberry-reds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;What's your favorite fall color?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Where do you find colorful inspiration?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-5924177192529657007?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/5924177192529657007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=5924177192529657007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5924177192529657007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5924177192529657007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-3rd.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 3rd'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FZ8Wv2iUTkw/Tp7cl7a65RI/AAAAAAAALB4/DTl_rnmq_Iw/s72-c/FeatheredFall605.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3575450406560040555</id><published>2011-11-03T13:00:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T13:00:05.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-four</title><content type='html'>Something that makes me cry, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/171381352_kjfzq5AM_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 415px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/171381352_kjfzq5AM_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/171381352/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;angel of grief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Few things make me cry, actually. Laura and I joke that I'm like Chandler, from Friends, because I'm "dead inside." Don't worry, she doesn't actually mean it and I don't take it that way. But honestly I don't cry very often at all. Unless I'm about to get my period, then I cry over the stuff that would usually roll off my back. (TMI? Sorry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The idea of loosing the people closest to me is what brings me to tears&lt;/span&gt;. The idea of my parents dying or my husband dying, or my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go into too much detail. I'm sure I could and I know this is an okay place to do that. I've read beautiful intimate posts by bloggers more popular than I and so I know it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay&lt;/span&gt;   to talk about how I lost all four of my grandparents before I got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's all you get guys. I'm sorry but I don't want to dwell on things that haven't happened yet. I don't want to fix my heart too long on tragedies that I don't know how I would recover from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go. What makes me cry. Tune in this afternoon for a cheery Thanksgiving post. But not as syrupy as yesterday's. I'm still feeling a little sheepish about that one. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,    in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –    What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of   love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 –   Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you   wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15   – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 –   Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you   regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  22 –  Something that upsets you, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  23 – Something  that  makes you feel better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 24 –  Something that  makes  you cry, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  26 –  Your fears, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 – Your  favorite place, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that you miss,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  29 –  Your aspirations, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  30 – One last moment, in  great  detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3575450406560040555?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3575450406560040555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3575450406560040555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3575450406560040555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3575450406560040555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-three_03.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-four'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7457090324087490028</id><published>2011-11-03T08:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T08:45:01.954-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my accident'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey guys, I don't know what happened but this wasn't posted yesterday morning as it should have been. Whoops! You'll get two "Get to Know Me" posts today, to keep up. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that makes me feel better, in great detail. Okay, I'm gonna get a little dark here for a minute. Please stick with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was seventeen I almost died in a car crash. I won't go into great detail, I'll leave that for the future maybe, but I couldn't stop reliving it. And&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that's how I know I had post traumatic stress disorder.&lt;/span&gt; Eventually I healed, but those first several months were hell. All sense of safety was ripped away from me and I could physically feel death walking steps behind me. I could reenact the car crash in vivid detail over and over and over again. I couldn't NOT relive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when I learned that warm showers helped me feel safe. That's when I learned that pressing myself back into a corner helped me feel safe. Because if you're curled up against a wall, nothing can sneak up on you from behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I'm feeling &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;much better&lt;/span&gt;. I haven't "freaked out" since my sister-in-law was in a car accident this spring and Zach described the accident to me in more detail than I could handle. (It was a level of detail that any &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;normal&lt;/span&gt; person could have handled, I admit I was fragile in that moment.) But for all intents and purposes I am healed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I have a bad day, or sadness creeps in when I have no reason to feel sad, I curl up in a blanket and drink something warm. I learned this from my best friend at the time of my accident. She was recovering from her own trauma and trying to heal and she told me that SOFT THINGS made her feel better and helped her forget everything that was going wrong. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comforts. When we don't feel comforted, we have to seek them out&lt;/span&gt;. That's what it boils down to. And in those small moments of curling up in something warm, that's when I hear God whisper that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"it'll be alright, I'm here even when you can't feel my presence."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,    in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –    What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of   love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 –   Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you   wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15   – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 –   Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you   regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  22 –  Something that upsets you, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day  23 – Something  that  makes you feel better, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 –  Something that  makes  you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  26 –  Your fears, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 – Your  favorite place, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that you miss,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  29 –  Your aspirations, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  30 – One last moment, in  great  detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7457090324087490028?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7457090324087490028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7457090324087490028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7457090324087490028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7457090324087490028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-three.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-three'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8998858471509545332</id><published>2011-11-02T15:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T15:40:59.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reminiscing'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 2nd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the  prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can  legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but  Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more  thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This  series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it  inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/426632123_DfW3upUz_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 339px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/426632123_DfW3upUz_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for fire! Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up spending my summers up in Vermont in a log cabin that my whole family owned. My grandparents owned it and then gave it to my mom and her sisters when the time was right to pass it on. When I say log cabin, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mean&lt;/span&gt; log cabin. There were spots where I could see outside between the logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was often cold. Especially when we went up to open and close camp (we called it "camp") at the beginning and end of the seasons. We had a wood stove, which ROCKED. I loved spending hours getting toasty near it, and when we would come in from swimming (in a c-c-c-COLD lake) we'd warm ourselves by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt and uncle, who ALWAYS host Thanksgiving, have a wood stove in their living room. Thanksgiving means going for a walk in the woods around their house (sometimes there's already snow) and coming back to the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I'm making my childhood sound really idyllic aren't I? Sorry, back to the real world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I've been informed that Zach's grandmother has a big huge pile of wood by her house (in a field, don't worry) that's waiting for US to be there so we can have a BONFIRE! Bonfires in November, now that's something that this New England girl hasn't done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Maybe this sugary-sweet post will balance out my post about sadness earlier today. In addition to  having many good memories about fires, I also grew up TERRIFIED of fire when it's out of control. I blame Bambi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/426632123/"&gt;via&lt;/a&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/8497057454174067984-8998858471509545332?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8998858471509545332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8998858471509545332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8998858471509545332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8998858471509545332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-2nd.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 2nd'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-4967881574512677039</id><published>2011-11-01T13:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T14:15:11.583-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We so often treat Thanksgiving as the prelude to Christmas. November 1st marks the first day you can legitimately play Christmas music. Now I'm all for Christmas, but Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday and one I think we should pay more thought to. &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/search/label/countdown%20to%20thanksgiving"&gt;This series&lt;/a&gt; will be dedicated to that holiday and the sentiment it inspires.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/422822216_MFBAM0Fa_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/422822216_MFBAM0Fa_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/422822216/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am thankful for my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a loving home. My parents love each other and love me, and they taught me that family is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fall in love with someone, you aren't "aiming" for a good family, but I found one. Every time I visited Zach's family's home, his mother hugged me and welcomed me. They always made me feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;welcome&lt;/span&gt;, and I was reminded again and again that I couldn't have picked them for myself. That for all I knew they could have been horrible and not liked me, and I would have been "stuck" with them if I continued to be with Zach. But that's not what it was like. God blessed me with a second family that's equally loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They're real people, to be sure&lt;/span&gt;. There's a lot of "new-ness" because I didn't grow up with siblings and I don't know what that's like. I can't relate to Zach's relationships with his siblings, but that doesn't mean he has an unhealthy relationship with them, I just often don't get it. :P&lt;br /&gt;Also, Zach and I have very different fathers. They're both great guys who get along with each other (thank God) and love us, but they both took each of us getting used to the other's parent. (Our mothers are more similar, so less adjusting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for Thanksgiving. It's a wonderful time for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt; and time to relax. I miss my aunt and uncle's, where I went when I was a single lady, but still have family time to look forward to. We'll be going down to Tennessee to visit with Zach's grandmother, aunt, uncle, cousins, and of course, Mom and Dad H and Linnea. (Ethan is already in Korea).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day I can bring Zach to Massachusetts for a real pilgrims' Thanksgiving. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-4967881574512677039?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/4967881574512677039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=4967881574512677039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4967881574512677039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4967881574512677039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/countdown-to-thanksgiving-november-1st.html' title='Countdown to Thanksgiving: November 1st'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-2148414932049295748</id><published>2011-11-01T08:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T10:34:58.397-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-two</title><content type='html'>Something that upsets me, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disrespect. That really gets under my skin. And I'm sure I'm guilty of it too, because it involves not seeing a situation from someone else's perspective, which happens to all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It upsets me when I see people being disrespected, and I try very hard to be respectful to everyone I interact with. People I work with, people who serve me in restaurants (they get disrespected a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot)&lt;/span&gt;, people who work in my apartment building, people I live next to. Everyone deserves respect. [Including me. I get very upset when I feel disrespected.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also realized that respect is more important to me in a job than the work I'm doing. I'd rather do boring work in an environment where I'm respected than do thrilling work and be disrespected all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably a really boring post, you guys. Because I'm kind of stating the obvious. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/417340541_QRCVYIb1_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 480px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/417340541_QRCVYIb1_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll make it up to you by giving you a picture of the cutest cat yawn ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/90001692522811312/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,   in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –   What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of  love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 –  Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you  wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15  – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 –  Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you  regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day  22 –  Something that upsets you, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something  that  makes you feel better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 – Something that  makes  you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  26 –  Your fears, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 – Your favorite place, in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  29 –  Your aspirations, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 – One last moment, in  great  detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-2148414932049295748?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/2148414932049295748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=2148414932049295748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2148414932049295748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/2148414932049295748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/11/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-two.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-two'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3586584514745762532</id><published>2011-10-31T08:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T09:15:49.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our love story'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty-one</title><content type='html'>Another moment, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/196109340_qgjXiXRc_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/196109340_qgjXiXRc_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This moment requires a bit of back-story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I started dating on October 26th, 2008. Six weeks later, I left Chicago for our six-week long winter break. In those first six weeks, Zach told me he loved me. Now, I had been in a relationship prior to this in which I told the guy that I loved him even though I didn't. He said he loved me and I said it back because I didn't know how not to. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; didn't want to do that again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my relationship with Zach far more seriously, and wanted to handle it with care. My heart had been stomped on a few times before, and I also liked Zach a lot more than I had anyone else. I wanted to be careful. So I didn't say it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To clarify, we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;did&lt;/span&gt; have a conversation in which I explained that I wasn't ready to say it but wanted to. You know? I wanted to love him but just wasn't there yet. I asked him to be patient with me. Which he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week of school, I was realizing that I would probably find my love for him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once I got back home&lt;/span&gt;. I realized that I wasn't going to be able to tell him until late January when I got back, because I wasn't about to tell him I loved him for the first time over the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly what happened. Literally the day I got home, even! I remember it vividly, and this is the memory, folks. In case you couldn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping at Whole Foods with my mom for holiday food and a small table-top Christmas tree. I stood on the curb waiting for Mom to pull around with the car and I thought to myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I really love him. ... damnit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(pardon the language, but I thought it so I want to be honest.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized I loved him ONE DAY TOO LATE! So I had to wait. And so did he, because I found out later that he was struggling with a lot of doubts about our relationship. That time apart was hard for both of us, but it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt; to come back to Chicago and tell him I loved him and see all doubt melt from his face. We were both overjoyed and knew that it was worth the wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/216956259_zLDhLslC_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/216956259_zLDhLslC_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;image source&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/196109340/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/216956259/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 –  What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of love,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 – Your  best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you wore today, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 –  What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 – Your  dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 – Your favorite  birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you regret, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 –  Something that upsets you, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something that  makes you feel better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 – Something that makes  you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 –  Your fears, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 –  Your aspirations, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 – One last moment, in great  detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3586584514745762532?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3586584514745762532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3586584514745762532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3586584514745762532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3586584514745762532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-twenty-one.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty-one'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8232170728118296340</id><published>2011-10-28T10:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:39:09.892-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday&lt;/span&gt;, along    with the image below is  brought to you by &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/"&gt;the  little things we do&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMCD0mhZWK0/TqjrFTnOuvI/AAAAAAAAGWA/Lngg5IaG2S0/s400/blanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMCD0mhZWK0/TqjrFTnOuvI/AAAAAAAAGWA/Lngg5IaG2S0/s400/blanks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;b&gt; When I  was a kid I wanted to be  &lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;   an architect   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;when I grew up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;(until I realized it required math!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;2.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; As an adult, my dream job would  be &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;...I don't actually know! I'd love to be a stay-at-home homeschooling mom, I'd love to own a yarn store, I'd love to be a professional actress. It could be a lot of things right now, and I'm overjoyed at that actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;  .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;3.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;W&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; hen I was younger I wanted to be  just like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; wonder woman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;The childhood Halloween costume  that I remember most was when I was&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jasmine from Aladdin. I had the poofy pants and the bikini top, but I think I was 7-ish years old and my mom made me wear a white turtleneck. That's right. A WHITE turtleneck under the bikini top. Not flesh-colored or anything. I looked super culturally confused&lt;/u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt; .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;5.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My favorite  childhood toy was&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt; barbies and American Girl dolls. Oh, and Lincoln Logs too. Those ROCKED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;6.  &lt;b&gt;The time  I got into the biggest amount of trouble when I was a kid was when I &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;ran away at Disney world? I didn't actually run away, I just ran AHEAD and my parent's couldn't find me and the friend I was with. We were so confused when they didn't come around the turn in the path we were hiding behind so we could jump out and surprise them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px;font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; text-align: left;font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;7.  &lt;b&gt;I get daily inspiration from &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Courier New',Courier,monospace;"&gt;  my husband, the most creative person I know. And God, who sustains me in all things&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia,'Times New Roman',serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8497057454174067984-8232170728118296340?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8232170728118296340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8232170728118296340' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8232170728118296340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8232170728118296340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/fill-in-blank-friday_28.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CMCD0mhZWK0/TqjrFTnOuvI/AAAAAAAAGWA/Lngg5IaG2S0/s72-c/blanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3078118165666865044</id><published>2011-10-28T08:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:08:55.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day twenty</title><content type='html'>This month, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's strange how time runs differently when you're not in school. The weeks blur together and the months kind of do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/324868850_VF6Aj3fu_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 550px; height: 411px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/324868850_VF6Aj3fu_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In October I have been figuring a lot out. I've been figuring out what forms my identity, I've been figuring out what matters to me in a job, I've been figuring out how to follow God outside of school. It &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feels&lt;/span&gt; different, you know? There's nothing wrong with that, but it takes some getting used to when you've been in campus ministry for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/976bf56927464778bc3e0ea2f77e4f5b_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/976bf56927464778bc3e0ea2f77e4f5b_7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been baking a lot of bread, and this month I added a new bread to our regular diet. In addition to sandwich bread, I've started making breakfast bread, which is just a little more hearty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten back into the habit of knitting, which I had set aside for about nine months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been learning how much my husband teaches me and encourages me to learn about and grow closer to people who aren't like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to church in Chicago once this month. We were tired a lot and slept in, then we were out of town. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/25/44aee2a2159f4975b368e450144fecc4_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 450px;" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/25/44aee2a2159f4975b368e450144fecc4_7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got a stand mixer! A good family friend is moving and downsizing and gave it to us as a gift. This is a big deal to me, I'm so grateful! (We were surviving without it, of course, but it's so useful.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been struggling with homesickness and the red-tape of changing my name. Also just dealing with the postal service in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zach and I are getting into more of a routine of spending less money. It was hard at first to start merging our habits and teaching each other about how we approach budgeting. It's still hard and there's still a lot left to do, but it's getting more relaxed because we're learning how to communicate about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/324868850/"&gt;image 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 and 3 are mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day 01 - Describe yourself, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 02 – Your first love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 03 – Your parents, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 04 – What you ate today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 05 – Your definition of love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 06 – Your day, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 07 – Your best friend, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 08 – A moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 09 – Your beliefs, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – Your siblings, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 – What’s in your bag, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – This week, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – What you wore today, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 – Your dreams, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your first kiss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 – Your favorite memory, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 – Your favorite birthday, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Something you regret, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 20 – This month, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 – Another moment, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 – Something that upsets you, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something that makes you feel better, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 – Something that makes you cry, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – A first, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 – Your fears, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 27 – Your favorite place, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 28 – Something that you miss, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 – Your aspirations, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 30 – One last moment, in great detail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3078118165666865044?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3078118165666865044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3078118165666865044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3078118165666865044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3078118165666865044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-twenty.html' title='Get to Know Me: day twenty'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7374648063070874152</id><published>2011-10-27T09:12:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T16:31:40.481-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender roles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>differences and a lack of inquisitiveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/393651193_jTcHQbBQ_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 553px; height: 784px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/393651193_jTcHQbBQ_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/50595195783329486/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I've been thinking a lot about differences among people. Between people. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a desire to LEARN from people instilled in me from all directions. My parents, my college Christian fellowship, my husband, they have all encouraged me to push past the surface of a person and learn about what I don't immediately understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when a friend/acquaintance doesn't do the same for you? What do you do when they ask about how you're doing just because "that's what you do", not because they want to find out more about who you are? And when it feels like you're wasting their time when you're just answering their question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who don't understand why I changed my name when I got married. I have friends who don't understand why I didn't live with my husband before we got married. I have friends who don't understand why I don't think "equality" should be synonymous with "sameness." (as in, why I'm okay with Zach and I having different roles in our marriage and why I'm okay with considering him the head of our family and why I'm okay with being lead.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that some of my mom's friends didn't believe her when she told them Zach and I didn't live together before we got married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And what do you do when those people don't go further than expressing surprise (or even contempt)?&lt;/span&gt; When they don't ask you questions or show any desire to know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to answer their questions if they don't ask them. It's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; awkward to start talking about something like that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unsolicited&lt;/span&gt;. (Trust me, I just tried.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really don't want to come across as prideful or like I think I'm above these people or like my choices are better than theirs, but rather I just want to be respected. I've considered these people my friends but I'm realizing that the feeling isn't necessarily mutual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is for people to ask "why?" and actually want to know the answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7374648063070874152?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7374648063070874152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7374648063070874152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7374648063070874152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7374648063070874152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/differences-and-lack-of-inquisitiveness.html' title='differences and a lack of inquisitiveness'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-6454032140860879916</id><published>2011-10-27T08:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T08:58:59.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our wedding'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day nineteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Something I regret. This is going to sound pretty silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.someecards.com/someecards/usercards/39dcedbc5e2f927a3e53827ab8e70ac1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 294px;" src="http://cdn.someecards.com/someecards/usercards/39dcedbc5e2f927a3e53827ab8e70ac1.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.someecards.com/usercards/viewcard/39dcedbc5e2f927a3e53827ab8e70ac1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I regret not bustling my wedding dress as soon as the ceremony was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did was, after the ceremony we took all our pictures. Family, bridal party, and just the two of us. And in ALL OF THEM, I have my train draped over my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time I thought it would look fine, but then we got the photos back and my petticoat is sticking out the side of my dress where it's pulled up. (and now there's a voice in the back of my head asking "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? That bustle was the easiest thing in the world, why not use it!?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SURE I'm the only one bothered by this. I'M SURE that it looks fine. But I'm so glad there are some cropped photos of us where you can't see the bottom of my dress, and I just wish I could go back in time and tell myself to bustle the friggin' thing. That way everyone (namely ME) would be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are bigger things I regret. Bigger things that go wrong in the world than a silly petticoat being visible in a TON of my wedding photos. But it bugs me, and at this point I haven't gotten over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me again in a few years. I'm sure it won't matter then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Check back later, I'll have pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe     yourself, in great          detail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 02    – Your       first    love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    03 –  Your parents,  in    great      detail&lt;br /&gt;Day     04 – What you ate today, in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day          05 –   Your    definition  of love, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day          06 –   Your  day,  in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  07 – Your best      friend,   in  great      detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day  08 –   A moment, in  great        detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day     09 – Your beliefs,   in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day       10  –  What  you     wore today, in great  detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day        11  – Your  siblings,      in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day   12 – What’s      in  your  bag, in   great   detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day     13 –  This   week,  in     great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  14 – What  you    wore  today,    in    great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    15 – Your  dreams, in   great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day      16  –   Your first  kiss,  in  great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   17 – Your   favorite    memory,   in    great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    18 – Your  favorite  birthday, in      great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day       19 –   Something you   regret,  in  great  detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day    20 –   This   month,    in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    21 –  Another moment, in    great     detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    22  –    Something   that  upsets you, in great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    23  –      Something  that    makes you feel  better,  in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day     24   –     Something   that makes  you cry,  in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    25  –   A     first,  in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  26 –  Your  fears, in  great        detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   27 –   Your    favorite place, in great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    28   –   Something    that   you miss,  in  great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 –      Your     aspirations, in     great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   30 –  One last   moment,  in   great     detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-6454032140860879916?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/6454032140860879916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=6454032140860879916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6454032140860879916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/6454032140860879916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-nineteen.html' title='Get to Know Me: day nineteen'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7145435544090149092</id><published>2011-10-26T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T15:00:01.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wordless wednesday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='organization'/><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday: organization inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/325053547_rwrABR9T_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 443px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/325053547_rwrABR9T_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/325053547/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/356100865_vD9iGlfp_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/356100865_vD9iGlfp_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/356100865/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/350456961_R0oe6Zv3_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 369px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/350456961_R0oe6Zv3_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/350456961/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/350519289_s3Y4yYkX_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 415px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/350519289_s3Y4yYkX_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/350519289/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/383385617_S86WJlRJ_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/383385617_S86WJlRJ_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/383385617/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/309279135_nXcUBHgC_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 281px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/309279135_nXcUBHgC_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/309279135/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/339570576_MqucgAxH_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 640px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/339570576_MqucgAxH_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/339570576/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;source&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The last one, while impossible in our current apartment, is my DREAM workspace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7145435544090149092?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7145435544090149092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7145435544090149092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7145435544090149092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7145435544090149092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/wordless-wednesday-organization.html' title='Wordless Wednesday: organization inspiration'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-3912788569688722581</id><published>2011-10-26T09:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T10:00:40.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day eighteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;You guys, this is my 100th post! Here's to many more. (I'm toasting with my coffee, fyi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This meme keeps asking me to pick favorites! I don't usually do that, so it's getting hard for me. My favorite birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My past two birthdays have been a lot of fun. Turning 22 and 23, respectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both years I lived with five girls and decided I wanted to have fun and party with them! We lived down the block from Bar Louie, which is slightly more expensive than I usually pay for a meal out, but affordable enough for everyone to have fun. (even if they just get a delicious appetizer) They also have lots of fun cocktails with names that make you blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269071_10150369960388677_517498676_10472953_3536526_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 557px; height: 371px;" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/269071_10150369960388677_517498676_10472953_3536526_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The only thing I have from either birthday is a video of me taking the car bomb I mention below.&lt;br /&gt;So here is a photo of me with the five awesome roommates I celebrated my birthday with this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For my 22nd birthday I discovered the "Birthday Cake Shot", which is usually clear and served with a lemon wedge dipped in sugar. Take the shot and then bite the lemon and BAM! It tastes just like a birthday cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 23rd birthday we asked for the "Birthday Cake Shot" but the bartender apparently didn't know how to make it and they gave me a surprise Car Bomb instead. This was my first (and so far only) car bomb, and I discovered it was fun in the context of an early evening dinner with friends when I'm just going to get a little more tipsy than I usually let myself. It was kind of grapefruity, which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've loved about my past two birthdays and I hope I can continue the tradition. Being surrounded by wonderful friends who I love and who love me and just having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; and allowing myself to get just a little more tipsy than I usually do. Safely, of course, surrounded by love and just a short walk home. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01 - Describe     yourself, in great         detail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 02    – Your      first    love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    03 –  Your parents,  in   great      detail&lt;br /&gt;Day     04 – What you ate today, in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day         05 –   Your    definition  of love, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day         06 –   Your  day,  in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  07 – Your best     friend,   in  great      detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day  08 –   A moment, in great        detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day     09 – Your beliefs,   in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day       10  –  What  you     wore today, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day        11  – Your  siblings,      in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day  12 – What’s      in  your  bag, in   great   detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day    13 –  This   week,  in     great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  14 – What  you    wore today,    in    great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    15 – Your  dreams, in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day      16  –   Your first  kiss,  in  great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your   favorite    memory,   in    great   detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day    18 – Your  favorite  birthday, in     great  detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day       19 –   Something you   regret,  in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    20 –   This   month,    in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   21 –  Another moment, in    great     detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    22  –   Something   that  upsets you, in great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    23  –     Something  that    makes you feel  better,  in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    24   –     Something   that makes  you cry,  in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   25  –   A     first,  in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  26 –  Your  fears, in great        detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   27 –   Your    favorite place, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    28   –   Something    that   you miss,  in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 –      Your     aspirations, in     great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  30 –  One last   moment,  in   great     detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-3912788569688722581?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/3912788569688722581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=3912788569688722581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3912788569688722581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/3912788569688722581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-eighteen.html' title='Get to Know Me: day eighteen'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-8084919710307919912</id><published>2011-10-25T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:00:00.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glamour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Being glamorous</title><content type='html'>This morning was one of those days when I didn't feel like putting on makeup. Or really putting together an outfit that did anything more than clothed me in a work-and-temperature-appropriate way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bangs felt flat, my chin felt red (acne scars, boo!), I put on argyle socks with my new black suede loafers (they don't match) and wore my black work pants that TOTALLY aren't flattering (they are at least a size too big, are old, and never fit in the first place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't feeling glamorous. I know and believe I'm beautiful (having a husband who tells me that daily does wonders) but sometimes beautiful has flat bangs. Glamorous doesn't, and that's okay, but I just wasn't feeling in the mood to rock some fabulous lipstick, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/208197478_isWoW0NP_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 700px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/208197478_isWoW0NP_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fabulous lipstick like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/208197478/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I wore my faux-diamond Mickey Mouse earrings though. Today needed some whimsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/25/a4cd4480bc734284a7aab4a4fb00c5c4_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 612px; height: 612px;" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/25/a4cd4480bc734284a7aab4a4fb00c5c4_7.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Now I'm listening to glamorous music and wishing I'd put the effort in this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll have to do that tomorrow. I'll be glamorous tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/203223305_oVnPHBZe_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 700px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/203223305_oVnPHBZe_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/203223305/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/8497057454174067984-8084919710307919912?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/8084919710307919912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=8084919710307919912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8084919710307919912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/8084919710307919912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-glamorous.html' title='Being glamorous'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-4544537329648376511</id><published>2011-10-25T14:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:50:35.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pinterest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><title type='text'>Pin-spiration</title><content type='html'>Have you gotten as addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt; as I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/326194718_lwzaUlSf_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 361px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/326194718_lwzaUlSf_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/326194718/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;What I love about Pinterest is that it inspires me to be crafty and I also feel like it's a more productive "time waster" than other things like Facebook or StumbleUpon. I saw a pin the other day that said "I like Pinterest more than Facebook because I'd rather learn to crochet a flower than look into the lives of people I barely know." That's totally true for me, because I actually want (and plan) to make a lot of the things I pin! (like these beautiful and simple kraft paper book jackets)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/309160283_mvkDgo69_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 475px; height: 713px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/309160283_mvkDgo69_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/309160283/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's a HUGE resource for household recipes too. Not just food, but cleaning products. Also organization strategies, and wardrobe inspiration. I know a lot of brides and wedding planners use it for inspiration as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/300228596_uY9O9Cf6_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 336px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/300228596_uY9O9Cf6_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/300228596/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There's also a LOT of hilarious stuff on there too that has me laughing OUT LOUD, you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/355997101_7SV3NPxL_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 553px; height: 738px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/355997101_7SV3NPxL_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/355997101/"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And a bunch of Harry Potter stuff. Do you know how much I love Harry Potter? A lot. A lot a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/309891014_Dh3rbFGD_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 700px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/309891014_Dh3rbFGD_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/309891014/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;via&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-4544537329648376511?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/4544537329648376511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=4544537329648376511' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4544537329648376511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/4544537329648376511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/pin-spiration.html' title='Pin-spiration'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-5060348503938452322</id><published>2011-10-25T10:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:30:00.877-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='our wedding'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day seventeen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My favorite memory. That's a really tough question, because I have a lot of wonderful memories. Here's a good one though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time after our wedding ceremony before the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few minutes of hugging and congratulations in the back office of our church while we were waiting for all our guests to leave the sanctuary so we could take pictures. Some of my favorite candid wedding photos are from that time, one of me hugging my mom and another of Zach hugging my dad. There was so much joy and happiness that day, and in that office we were among our closest friends and family. We didn't have to worry about everyone looking at us or doing the right thing, we were just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;filled with joy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to an amazing wedding coordinator and a great group of people who were able to get things done on time, we had a little break after taking photos in which the whole wedding party hung out in our church's office again. We joked about things, notably the wedding scene in The Princess Bride, and again, were relaxed. I'm so grateful that our wedding went as smoothly as it did and that there was time to rest in between everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, in looking over my wedding photos and other people's wedding photos, I'm surprised at how calm I look. Other people are grinning their faces off but I just look serenely happy. It's easy to look at other people's wedding photos and think, "gosh, I didn't look that joyful in my pictures, why not?" but then I think back to the actual day and what it was like. I wasn't relieved that it was done, I wasn't surprised, it was just natural. Like everything was the way it was supposed to be. So I'm not grinning or wide-eyed with joy, I'm just smiling and happy and CALM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6076/6075801138_265581d3e7_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 526px; height: 350px;" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6076/6075801138_265581d3e7_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;See? Don't we look so relaxed?&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed with an incredibly calm and worry-free wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll add more photos once I get home tonight, because I'm away from my home computer and thus, most of my wedding photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;image credit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.royajade.com/"&gt;Roya Jade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 01 - Describe     yourself, in great        detail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 02    – Your     first    love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    03 –  Your parents,  in   great     detail&lt;br /&gt;Day     04 – What you ate today, in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day        05 –   Your    definition  of love, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day        06 –   Your  day,  in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  07 – Your best    friend,   in  great      detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day  08 –   A moment, in great       detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day     09 – Your beliefs,   in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day      10  –  What  you     wore today, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day       11  – Your  siblings,      in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day  12 – What’s     in  your  bag, in   great   detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day    13 –  This  week,  in     great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  14 – What  you    wore today,    in   great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    15 – Your  dreams, in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day     16  –   Your first  kiss,  in  great    detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day  17 – Your   favorite    memory,   in   great   detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day    18 – Your  favorite  birthday, in    great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day       19 –   Something you   regret,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    20 –   This   month,    in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   21 – Another moment, in    great     detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    22  –   Something  that  upsets you, in great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    23  –     Something  that   makes you feel  better,  in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    24   –    Something   that makes  you cry,  in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   25  –   A    first,  in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  26 –  Your  fears, in great       detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   27 –   Your    favorite place, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   28   –   Something    that   you miss,  in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 –     Your     aspirations, in     great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  30 –  One last  moment,  in   great     detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-5060348503938452322?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/5060348503938452322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=5060348503938452322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5060348503938452322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/5060348503938452322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-seventeen.html' title='Get to Know Me: day seventeen'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6076/6075801138_265581d3e7_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-7473367852067193027</id><published>2011-10-24T13:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T14:02:24.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakespeare'/><title type='text'>I've had enough.</title><content type='html'>Roland Emmerich's film, Anonymous, opens this Friday and will usher in a new wave of people claiming that William Shakespeare didn't write Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys, THIS COULDN'T BE FURTHER FROM THE TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/296957003_E0rmfOhq_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/296957003_E0rmfOhq_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Professors of Shakespeare — and I was one once upon a time — are  blissfully unaware of the impending disaster that this film means for  their professional lives. Thanks to “Anonymous,” undergraduates will be  confidently asserting that Shakespeare wasn’t Shakespeare for the next  10 years at least, and profs will have to waste countless hours  explaining the obvious. “Anonymous” subscribes to the Oxfordian theory  of authorship, the contention that Edward de Vere, the 17th earl of  Oxford, wrote Shakespeare’s plays. Among Shakespeare scholars, the idea  has roughly the same currency as the faked moon landing does among astronauts."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that you need to know, as readers of anything I write, that anyone who tells you that Shakespeare didn't write Shakespeare &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't know what they're talking about&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would recommend you read &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2011/10/23/magazine/wouldnt-it-be-cool-if-shakespeare-wasnt-shakespeare.html?_r=1&amp;amp;pagewanted=all"&gt;this New York Times article&lt;/a&gt;. It's pretty scholarly but a great explanation of why these theories are so ridiculous. And just a heads up, he gets a little political toward the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The craziest idea in “Anonymous,” however, is that Edward de Vere wrote a  version of “A Midsummer Night’s Dream” 40 years before its performance  at court, putting the composition of the play somewhere around 1560.  ... The idea that a kid wrote “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”  isn’t even the crazy part. To put the issue in a contemporary framework,  it’s one thing to say that somebody other than Jay-Z wrote “The  Blueprint”; it’s another to say that this clandestine Jay-Z wrote “The  Blueprint” in 1961. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can’t write a hip-hop masterpiece before hip-hop  has been invented. And you can’t write “A Midsummer Night’s Dream”  until English secular comedy has come into existence&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/296582969_J2DCaPzr_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 300px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/296582969_J2DCaPzr_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all quotes are from New York Times article, "wouldn't it be cool if Shakespeare wasn't Shakespeare" by Stephen Marche.&lt;br /&gt;image credit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/296957003/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/296582969/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-7473367852067193027?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/7473367852067193027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=7473367852067193027' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7473367852067193027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/7473367852067193027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/ive-had-enough.html' title='I&apos;ve had enough.'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-56100296649065194</id><published>2011-10-24T08:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T08:49:12.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day sixteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My First Kiss, in great detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/245460967_kWsuXVP7_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 415px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/245460967_kWsuXVP7_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Ben from &lt;a href="http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-two.html"&gt;Day Two&lt;/a&gt;? He was my first kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well technically a boy I dated for a hot minute the year before I dated Ben was my first kiss, but I can't actually remember that first kiss. In fact I couldn't even remember our first kiss by the time we broke up, so it couldn't have been that memorable! Unless you count the kiss he gave me on the head before we started dating because I can remember that. That was thrilling, because I had a huge crush on him and that was when I could tell he liked me back! Oh my goodness, the butterflies in my stomach that afternoon. You guys. But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I were at MIT, of course. We were hanging out after classes, sitting on one of the huge stone pillar-things they have in a main lobby in one of the buildings. The most memorable part was that, since we were sitting next to each other (not facing each other) I couldn't do the whole craning-your-neck-to-one-side thing. I turned my head the wrong way and not only did it hurt and feel awkward, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I almost knocked his glasses off&lt;/span&gt;. That's the best part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I turned my head to the other side, the more comfortable and less awkward side, and we kissed for real. It wasn't much in the whole scheme of things but he was a decent kisser and I like to think I was too. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One funny story about Ben and I was that we kept getting our picture taken. It was really odd actually, and this day was the first day it happened. I can't remember if it was before or after the kiss but I was just leaning my head on his shoulder and some photographer came up and asked if they could take a picture of us. We said yes, and never heard from them again. We didn't even find out what the picture was for. Then it happened again one or two more times during our relationship, someone would just come up and ask if they could take our picture. I guess we looked good together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/318222760_pwBoVZmL_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 554px; height: 445px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/318222760_pwBoVZmL_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hahaha! best picture for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;But now I'm married to not only a great kisser but someone I'm convinced I look cuter with than I would with anyone else. We make a much better pair. To be honest I don't know why photographers aren't stopping us all the time asking if they can take pictures of us. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo credit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/245460967/"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/318222760/"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 01 - Describe     yourself, in great       detail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Day 02    – Your    first    love, in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    03 –  Your parents,  in   great    detail&lt;br /&gt;Day     04 – What you ate today, in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day       05 –   Your    definition  of love, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day       06 –   Your  day,  in    great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  07 – Your best   friend,   in  great      detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day  08 –   A moment, in great      detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day     09 – Your beliefs,   in great detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day     10  –  What  you     wore today, in great detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day      11  – Your  siblings,      in great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Day  12 – What’s    in  your  bag, in   great   detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day    13 –  This  week, in     great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  14 – What  you    wore today,    in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    15 – Your  dreams, in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day     16  –   Your first  kiss,  in  great   detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day  17 – Your   favorite    memory,   in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    18 – Your  favorite  birthday, in    great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day      19 –   Something you   regret,  in great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    20 –  This   month,    in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   21 – Another moment, in   great     detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    22  –   Something  that  upsets you, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    23  –     Something  that   makes you feel  better, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day    24   –    Something   that makes  you cry, in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   25  –   A    first,  in   great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 26 –  Your  fears, in great       detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   27 –   Your   favorite place, in great   detail&lt;br /&gt;Day   28   –   Something    that  you miss,  in  great detail&lt;br /&gt;Day 29 –     Your     aspirations, in    great  detail&lt;br /&gt;Day  30 –  One last  moment,  in   great     detail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8497057454174067984-56100296649065194?l=paperarmour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/feeds/56100296649065194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8497057454174067984&amp;postID=56100296649065194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/56100296649065194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8497057454174067984/posts/default/56100296649065194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://paperarmour.blogspot.com/2011/10/get-to-know-me-day-sixteen.html' title='Get to Know Me: day sixteen'/><author><name>Elspeth H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14958509525733180773</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jCjqlQ4tWrs/TriA0YNpg2I/AAAAAAAAALk/8au5Ugi6kRY/s220/IMG_4039.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8497057454174067984.post-255316330907196367</id><published>2011-10-21T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T15:01:15.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get to know me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='identity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Get to Know Me: day fifteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My dreams, in great detail. Halfway there, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/181481059953692664_gbvtroxE_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/181481059953692664_gbvtroxE_c.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I dream that my husband and I will both live long healthy lives, that our love always grows and never diminishes. That we continue to put God before ourselves and each other and that we remember He is the source of all good things in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream that one day we will have children, and I dream that we're blessed with the circumstances and opportunities to homeschool those children. (and I don't care what every spell check tells me. homeschool is one word.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream that I can find the place where acting and performing fits comfortably into my identity and God's plan for me. I dream that I never stop knitting and that I bake and bake and bake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream that I can be a blessing to those around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dream that my children
