<?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-11861462</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:36:48.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>With Reckless Abandon</title><subtitle type='html'>Immediately they left their nets and followed Him.  Matthew 4:20</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>265</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-811493760437241016</id><published>2010-08-11T14:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T14:46:50.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Lessons</title><content type='html'>Today, like so many other days, I took advantage of the coincidence of bad attitudes and a short drive in the car to lecture my children.  God did the same thing.  Here's how it went down, my thoughts in italics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't believe how unbelievable self-centered these kids are being! I'm so sick of hearing this!  &lt;/span&gt;"All I keep hearing out of you guys is so selfish!  It's all about what you want.  'I want to sit next to them.'  'I want that.'  And if you don't get what you want then there's whining and crying.  That's not okay.  If you don't get to sit next to someone, it's OKAY.  The world won't end.  In fact, you can be HAPPY for the person who gets to sit next to them.  Can we do that?  Is it possible to be happy for someone else?"... a couple mumbled yeses come from the back... "What if Jesus only did whatever He wanted to do?  What if one day He said, 'I think I'm just going to sit by the lake here, maybe do a little fishing, and just rest today.'  And then sick people came to Him and said 'Please heal us!'  Would He just say, 'No, not today.  I don't want to.'?"  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hmm...  That's true.  He was always serving others.  Not just when He felt like it. &lt;/span&gt; "And what about when Jesus died on the cross?  He had all of God's power.  He didn't have to die, but He did.  Do you think it felt nice to hang on a cross?"... mumbled noes... "No!  Then why did He do it if He didn't feel like it?"... some vague answers are given... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love!  Love!  One of you say LOVE!  Don't you know how much He loves you?  And me too.  How could I forget how much He loves me?  I am living like He loves me a little... But the reality is so different.  His love is just so much deeper than I can really even grasp.  I should be living according the reality of His deep love for me!...  &lt;/span&gt;"He died on the cross because He LOVES you.  He didn't want to feel the pain and suffering and loneliness that He did, but He loves you that much.  I don't know about you, but when I think of what Jesus gave up for me, I don't feel so bad about giving up some little thing I want for someone."... I notice the song on the radio and turn it up...  Amazing love, how can it be that you my King would die for me?  Amazing love, I know it's true, and it's my joy to honor You.... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amazing love!  It's my joy to honor You Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-811493760437241016?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/811493760437241016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=811493760437241016' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/811493760437241016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/811493760437241016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2010/08/driving-lessons.html' title='Driving Lessons'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5130452206554025109</id><published>2008-10-06T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:44:27.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof that Sunday School Alone is not Enough</title><content type='html'>My 5-year-old, who has recently taken to verbalizing every thought, was playing outside and started talking to my husband who was working nearby.  This is what I heard:  "No one else knows more than me and no one else is more powerful than me.  I know more than everyone else and I am the most powerful.  Except for God.  He knows more than me and He is the most powerful.  But I am more powerful than everyone else except God.  I know that God is powerful.  Psalm 147:5 says "Great is our Lord and mighty in power."  Only God is more powerful than me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got our work cut out for us...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5130452206554025109?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5130452206554025109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5130452206554025109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5130452206554025109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5130452206554025109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/10/proof-that-sunday-school-alone-is-not.html' title='Proof that Sunday School Alone is not Enough'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-3158442365413813784</id><published>2008-10-06T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:35:23.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not replacing this one.  But I have started a new blog to record my adventures in bean-making.  &lt;a href="http://cool-beans-blog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Check it out!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-3158442365413813784?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3158442365413813784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=3158442365413813784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/3158442365413813784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/3158442365413813784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-9175554974855999948</id><published>2008-09-11T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:51:33.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From a 3-year-old's mouth...</title><content type='html'>In response to my asking what she wanted to do when she grows up: "I want to cook things.  I want to change lots of things.  I want to fold laundry..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-9175554974855999948?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/9175554974855999948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=9175554974855999948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9175554974855999948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9175554974855999948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-3-year-olds-mouth.html' title='From a 3-year-old&apos;s mouth...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-4427140776981890177</id><published>2008-08-14T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T15:51:44.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Have Never Been Popular...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/SKS2idCL2FI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oIX0j8MEZnY/s1600-h/math+jokes"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234509369936959570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/SKS2idCL2FI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oIX0j8MEZnY/s400/math+jokes" border="0" /&gt;&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/11861462-4427140776981890177?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4427140776981890177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=4427140776981890177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4427140776981890177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4427140776981890177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/08/why-i-have-never-been-popular.html' title='Why I Have Never Been Popular...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/SKS2idCL2FI/AAAAAAAAAEE/oIX0j8MEZnY/s72-c/math+jokes' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-4765779838796552334</id><published>2008-08-07T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:17:53.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating Right</title><content type='html'>Here's some video of Elijah for his Aunt Cheri (and whoever else wants to see).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6bed8237f4380264" 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href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4765779838796552334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=4765779838796552334' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4765779838796552334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4765779838796552334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/08/eating-right.html' title='Eating Right'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-3927397465829830746</id><published>2008-08-05T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T22:16:30.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye of the Tiger</title><content type='html'>A hilarious cover of one of my favorite songs of all time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKSdZ6nDrn4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tKSdZ6nDrn4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: &lt;a href="http://nolessthanfive.blogspot.com/"&gt;Family Jules&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-3927397465829830746?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3927397465829830746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=3927397465829830746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/3927397465829830746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/3927397465829830746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/08/eye-of-tiger.html' title='Eye of the Tiger'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5289406653615938434</id><published>2008-07-31T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T17:55:05.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Four-and-a-half months later</title><content type='html'>Let's see if I still remember how to do this.... This won't be a full catch-up type of post--though I do want to post some recent pics soon. Right now I'm at Pismo Beach hanging out in the hotel room with the sleeping baby while the bigger kiddos are on the beach with Dad and Grandma. I think this is my favorite part of going to the beach--watching the ocean and feeling the cool air while I read or write from the room. While I love the outdoors, I'm not big on the sand or the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229216138795363874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/SJHoX2ajLiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tVX-oUx-wHc/s400/Elijah+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some catch-up... I gave birth to Elijah Stephens Edwards the morning of March 11, as planned. The delivery went well--better for me than any of the other deliveries. I knew what to expect and I knew that people were praying for me. He was and continues to be healthy. At four months old, he is becoming more and more fun everyday: smiling, laughing, "talking", and even playing with toys. He's not sitting up like his &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-achievements.html"&gt;two-day-younger cousin&lt;/a&gt; yet, but he does like to roll and scoot all over. Big brother and sister love him and (usually) are big helpers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, I hope to post some more pics later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5289406653615938434?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5289406653615938434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5289406653615938434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5289406653615938434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5289406653615938434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/07/four-and-half-months-later.html' title='Four-and-a-half months later'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/SJHoX2ajLiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/tVX-oUx-wHc/s72-c/Elijah+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-4754212441326620029</id><published>2008-03-08T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:44:32.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong Date</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm getting ready to have my baby.  In fact, in just three days I'll be holding my new little one, after an early morning C-section delivery.  Early on in the pregnancy, many people mentioned that it was a possibility that I have the baby on Leap Day, Feb. 29.  Since I was a kid, I have wanted to give someone that birthday (since I didn't have it myself).  I was so excited about that option, that I completely overlooked a much more realistic option:  Pi Day.  In fact, this upcoming Friday, March 14, was one of the days I was considering when I was choosing my surgery date.  Instead I chose the 11th, not realizing I could have given my child the birthdate of 3/14 and he would also have shared his birthday with my all-time hero, Albert Einstein.  Boy, did I blow that one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-4754212441326620029?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4754212441326620029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=4754212441326620029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4754212441326620029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4754212441326620029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2008/03/wrong-date.html' title='Wrong Date'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-327466734778007900</id><published>2007-10-11T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T19:43:48.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Cross-Reference</title><content type='html'>I was presented with these two scriptures in my Bible study this morning.  Read and discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genesis 28:10 - 12&lt;br /&gt;Jacob left Beersheba and set out for Haran. When he reached a certain place, he stopped for the night because the sun had set. Taking one of the stones there, he put it under his head and lay down to sleep. He had a dream in which he saw a stairway resting on the earth, with its top reaching to heaven, and the angels of God were ascending and descending on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John 1:48 - 51&lt;br /&gt;“How do you know me?” Nathanael asked.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus answered, “I saw you while you were still under the fig tree before Philip called you.”&lt;br /&gt;Then Nathanael declared, “Rabbi, you are the Son of God; you are the King of Israel.”&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said, “You believe because I told you I saw you under the fig tree. You shall see greater things than that.” He then added, “I tell you the truth, you shall see heaven open, and the angels of God ascending and descending on the Son of Man.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-327466734778007900?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/327466734778007900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=327466734778007900' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/327466734778007900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/327466734778007900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/10/interesting-cross-reference.html' title='Interesting Cross-Reference'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6388777223710201330</id><published>2007-10-10T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T14:07:23.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unmentionables</title><content type='html'>This post isn't about underwear, but about things I haven't mentioned recently. That was just a cheap attempt to get you read this. And it obviously worked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I haven't mentioned here yet that I am pregnant. I am four months along with a quickly-growing belly. I don't yet know the baby's gender but will hopefully find out in a few weeks. I am due in March, about a week after my sister &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new computer about a week ago.  It is my first laptop.  I am loving it so far.  This thing may never leave my house, but I've already used it in four different rooms since getting my wireless network set up two days ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have hardly been playing my guitar lately.  Last fall and spring I was leading worship for my Bible study so I was constantly practicing.  Then came summer.  Then we decided to omit music for this fall.  Hence, I haven't had a reason to practice and have really slacked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also done very little crafting lately.  Very little scrapbooking.  No cardmaking.  No random other stuff.  Again, a lot of slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much blogging lately either as you may have noticed.  Wow.  I'm starting to feel like a real slacker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I have enjoyed taking a break from these last few things but I'm ready to start doing more of all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also haven't mentioned anything about the Fantasy Football season.  For the last few years, my family has had a league together.  I always love it, even though I'm usually near the bottom.  This year, so far, I'm 0-5, last place.  Yes, that's no wins and five losses.  It's not quite as much fun this way.  You want to know who's number one, at 4-1?  My mom.  She picked her team based on their names.  And her strategy is working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there's a little catch-up (not ketchup) on my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6388777223710201330?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6388777223710201330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6388777223710201330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6388777223710201330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6388777223710201330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/10/unmentionables.html' title='Unmentionables'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-2430224279663505214</id><published>2007-10-08T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:41:26.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Queen - For Real This Time!</title><content type='html'>Well, I did it the old-fashioned way and went through YouTube (instead of uploading through Blogger like I was trying to do &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/09/dancing-queen.html"&gt;last time&lt;/a&gt;) and it worked! Now you can see my silly dancer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L4t-5qvulg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L4t-5qvulg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-2430224279663505214?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2430224279663505214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=2430224279663505214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2430224279663505214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2430224279663505214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/10/dancing-queen-for-real-this-time.html' title='Dancing Queen - For Real This Time!'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-7561507599889607596</id><published>2007-10-08T21:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:16:19.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Blogging</title><content type='html'>Q:  How does one know when it's time to start blogging again?&lt;br /&gt;A:  When one finds herself with more to say than her husband wants to hear in one sitting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, ready to blog some more.  First of all, under the headline of Blog World Collides With Real World:  Last Friday, I was at McDonald's, a place for Food, Folks, and Fun as the advertisements used to say.  And we had all three: in addition to seeing a friend from church there, I saw a little girl running around who I knew I knew from somewhere.  I just couldn't place her face, even after scanning all the adult faces in the kids' area where we were.  Finally, it hit me.  I've seen her face at &lt;a href="http://haleyeah.typepad.com/"&gt;Hale-Yeah!&lt;/a&gt;--that's Brian Hale's daughter.  Looking around the room some more, I recognize (again from pics at his blog) his wife (Jacinda) and younger  daughter!  Unbelievable!  Of course I had to go say Hi to this complete stranger who I already felt like I'd met!  You can go meet her too at &lt;a href="http://haleyeah.typepad.com/jacinda/"&gt;Jacinda's blog&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the same visit to McD's:  As I mentioned, we were sitting in the kids' play area where they have the big play structure for the kids to safely climb up in, across, and slide down.  Unfortunately, it's safe because it is totally enclosed, with very few "windows".  So when I (rather unwisely) allowed my two-year-old daredevil to go up, while there were about ten or twelve other loud kids swarming, I lost track of her.  I sent my four-year-old up.  Did you see her?  Yes.  Where is she?  (Pointing up high)  Right there.  Was she happy?  Yes.  Okay, fine, if she's happily playing up there, no problem.  But I was still searching for her through one of those "windows".  Finally, as I got closer, I heard crying over the noise of the other children, and another mom asked if that's my daughter, that she's been crying and is over there, pointing up the stair case.  The tight spiral staircase that even a five-year-old couldn't stand up in.  After quickly determining there was no other choice, I crawled through the small entrance and up the stairs to find my daughter at the top of the stairs, scared and crying, just sitting there while other kids stared at her, wondering if they should do something before continuing on their journey through the bright plastic cavern.  Of course I felt terrible that I had let her go up there and then didn't even know she was crying for I don't know how long.  I inched my way down the stairs with her on my lap.  One really little girl coming up the stairs stopped when she saw me and just stared.  Finally she (rightfully) laughed and went on.  We emerged and I tried to comfort my poor little girl who I was certain had been traumatized for life.  But she wouldn't let me.  The tears had stopped and she wanted to go back and play.  Is this what they mean when they say kids are resilient?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-7561507599889607596?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7561507599889607596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=7561507599889607596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7561507599889607596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7561507599889607596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-blogging.html' title='Back to Blogging'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-39310674111331596</id><published>2007-10-02T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T16:33:02.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Geek</title><content type='html'>That's right! I'm a cool geek. A cool technology geek, actually, according to nerdtests.com. I may not be able to compete with &lt;a href="http://blog.nerdfamily.com/"&gt;NerdDad's&lt;/a&gt; scores but at least I'm cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/nt2ref.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="NerdTests.com says I'm a Cool Technology Geek.  What are you?  Click here!" src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/badge/nt2/11a6fc3a6d89bfa3.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention the quiz said I was cool?  I already knew about the geek part, but no one has ever officially verified my coolness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-39310674111331596?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/39310674111331596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=39310674111331596' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/39310674111331596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/39310674111331596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/10/cool-geek.html' title='Cool Geek'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5434008973228556861</id><published>2007-09-20T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T22:34:10.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing Queen</title><content type='html'>Two blogging firsts: 1) My first home video post and 2) my first post in a long time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I avoid dancing in public. Others who know me well enough to have seen me dance will attest to my lack of rhythm. I have higher hopes for my daughter. She has always loved to dance and never ceases to entertain us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: From my first look, the video isn't showing up. Can anyone see it???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 2: I have tried again but again it seems to not work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L4t-5qvulg"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-L4t-5qvulg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5434008973228556861?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5434008973228556861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5434008973228556861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5434008973228556861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5434008973228556861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/09/dancing-queen.html' title='Dancing Queen'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-7624620591096232448</id><published>2007-08-30T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T22:01:49.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neat Video</title><content type='html'>I just watched this.  It is very powerful.  It might look cheesy at the start, but hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: &lt;a href="http://carlschaad.com/blog/"&gt;Blog Hero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-7624620591096232448?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7624620591096232448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=7624620591096232448' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7624620591096232448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7624620591096232448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/08/neat-video.html' title='Neat Video'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-1855949432062151531</id><published>2007-08-14T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T22:09:08.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Accent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: gray 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: gray 1px solid; FONT: 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; BORDER-LEFT: gray 1px solid; WIDTH: 320px; BORDER-BOTTOM: gray 1px solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: white"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 5px" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px; FONT: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 16px; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 4px"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;The Midland&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 200px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 95%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="BORDER-RIGHT: medium none; BORDER-TOP: medium none; BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 10px; BORDER-LEFT: medium none; COLOR: black; BORDER-BOTTOM: medium none"&gt;"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 88%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 69%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;North Central&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 66%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 41%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 35%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 33%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; COLOR: black; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; BACKGROUND: white; PADDING-BOTTOM: 3px; PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;div style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; MARGIN-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND: white; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; WIDTH: 100px; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid"&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 8px; BACKGROUND: red; WIDTH: 27%; LINE-HEIGHT: 8px"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; PADDING-TOP: 8px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm not from the "Midland" area though I do distinctly remember a college dormmate who lived down the hall and around the corner saying that when she heard me talking from my room it sounded like I had a Midwest accent. (That was probably her way of telling me I was too loud, too.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I also can't resist posting something saying I have a good voice for TV and radio. I always thought it would be cool to be a radio DJ. But I think I would have trouble talking to myself--I think I need a live, physically present audience. Hmmm.... I'll have to work that one out....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, what's your accent?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HT: &lt;a href="http://floakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tales of a Music Mama &lt;/a&gt;(who I don't have a link to yet but read all the time!!! Sorry Flo!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-1855949432062151531?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1855949432062151531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=1855949432062151531' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/1855949432062151531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/1855949432062151531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-accent.html' title='What Accent?'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-349078770240137467</id><published>2007-07-23T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T20:47:32.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Me a Sign God</title><content type='html'>Conversation with my almost four-year-old son on our walk home from Starbuck's tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:  Mom, what's that sign say?&lt;br /&gt;Me (helping him sound out the words): Right turn only.&lt;br /&gt;Him:  Right turn only.  That's going to be my memory verse for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-349078770240137467?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/349078770240137467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=349078770240137467' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/349078770240137467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/349078770240137467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/give-me-sign-god.html' title='Give Me a Sign God'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6172460281280322129</id><published>2007-07-10T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:14:48.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Laugh From Sara</title><content type='html'>After teasing my husband about not liking to have lights on in the house at night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him:  Has anyone ever told you you're mean?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No!  (pause)  They're too scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha!  Well, I thought I was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6172460281280322129?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6172460281280322129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6172460281280322129' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6172460281280322129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6172460281280322129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/little-laugh-from-sara.html' title='Little Laugh From Sara'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6284993390538470571</id><published>2007-07-10T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:10:40.719-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After Years of Mystery...</title><content type='html'>There is no more wondering about &lt;a href="http://movies.msn.com/movies/article.aspx?news=268415&amp;amp;GT1=7701"&gt;which Springfield&lt;/a&gt; the Simpsons' home is in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6284993390538470571?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6284993390538470571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6284993390538470571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6284993390538470571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6284993390538470571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-years-of-mystery.html' title='After Years of Mystery...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5541299225710707641</id><published>2007-07-08T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T21:57:53.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja Vu</title><content type='html'>After studying through Jonah as I had mentioned in an &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/05/jonah-and-big-fish.html"&gt;earlier post&lt;/a&gt;, I just kept on reading and went through Micah. There were a couple of verses in &lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/tools/printer-friendly.pl?book=Mic&amp;chapter=2&amp;amp;translation=nivp&amp;x=7&amp;amp;y=10"&gt;chapter two&lt;/a&gt; that I found really interesting. To summarize the situation, Micah is living during this time where no one in Israel is following God. They have all turned to foreign gods and are doing whatever they darn well please. Micah is a prophet appointed by God, but not accepted by the nation's leaders. In fact, they have even apparently appointed their own prophets. Micah's message is of doom (followed by reconciliation, but mostly doom) for the nation and no one wants to hear that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's verse six: "Do not prophesy,” their prophets say. “Do not prophesy about these things; disgrace will not overtake us.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my favorite, verse 11: If a liar and deceiver comes and says, ‘I will prophesy for you plenty of wine and beer,’ he would be just the prophet for this people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm reading this and thinking about how far these people have strayed from God. And then I started wondering if this is at all like the church today. I don't mean that the American church has completely turned from God, but I'm wondering: Are there Biblical truths that are "unacceptable" within the church? Do we try as best we can to ignore those teachers whose messages make us uncomfortable (regardless of whether they speak the truth) and surround ourselves with teachers who give us messages of comfort and prosperity (even if it's a little off the mark biblically)? Although I can't think of a real concrete example, there's something about Israel's response to Micah that feels vaguely familiar.... Is it just me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5541299225710707641?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5541299225710707641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5541299225710707641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5541299225710707641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5541299225710707641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/deja-vu.html' title='Deja Vu'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-81862387138441559</id><published>2007-07-02T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T21:44:37.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okie Tan</title><content type='html'>Growing up, I used the term "okie tan" to describe the sun tan lines you get from wearing a t-shirt. Everyone I knew in my hometown of Bakersfield, California called it the same thing. I moved away to the big, big city of Fresno and heard a friend say "farmer tan" (or "farmer's tan") to describe that distintive tan. I had never heard that term before. The conversation probably went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend: ...So now I've got this dumb farmer tan.&lt;br /&gt;me: What?&lt;br /&gt;friend: My farmer tan.&lt;br /&gt;me: What?&lt;br /&gt;friend (impatiently): My farmer tan. I've got a farmer tan. See? &amp;#60pulling up short sleeve to reveal contrasting skin tones&amp;#62&lt;br /&gt;me: Oh! You mean an okie tan!&lt;br /&gt;friend: What?&lt;br /&gt;me: An okie tan.&lt;br /&gt;friend: What?&lt;br /&gt;me (impatiently): An okie tan!!! &amp;#60pulling up my own short sleeve to reveal contrasting skin tones&amp;#62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, that's how a lot of my conversations go...  So, I've been thinking about this recently and googled "okie tan". The search turned up ONE occurrence of its use.... by a girl in Delano (a city 30 miles north of Bakersfield). So apparently the use of this phrase is limited to a very small region although it is widely used within that region. Isn't that weird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard "okie tan" before? What term do you use to describe a t-shirt shaped tan? And where did you learn that term? Leave a comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-81862387138441559?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/81862387138441559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=81862387138441559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/81862387138441559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/81862387138441559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/07/okie-tan.html' title='Okie Tan'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-8359478354722771692</id><published>2007-06-26T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T13:35:10.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gangster/Folk Crossover</title><content type='html'>You've seen them here &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/business-time.html"&gt;before&lt;/a&gt;: The Conchords. Here they are hilariously funny again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZbbxA8a_M_s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZbbxA8a_M_s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT: &lt;a href="http://haleyeah.typepad.com/brian/"&gt;Hale-Yeah!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-8359478354722771692?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8359478354722771692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=8359478354722771692' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8359478354722771692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8359478354722771692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/gangsterfolk-crossover.html' title='Gangster/Folk Crossover'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-744806735767396411</id><published>2007-06-21T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T22:21:51.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Spent My Summer Vacation (pictorial edition)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY4EGvTAI/AAAAAAAAADc/2wzOJ0we6hU/s1600-h/IMG_7295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078750724988292098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY4EGvTAI/AAAAAAAAADc/2wzOJ0we6hU/s400/IMG_7295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With happy kids&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY5UGvTBI/AAAAAAAAADk/P7qaAOKGw1A/s1600-h/IMG_7414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078750746463128594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY5UGvTBI/AAAAAAAAADk/P7qaAOKGw1A/s400/IMG_7414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating lots of food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY7EGvTCI/AAAAAAAAADs/Yc_uJ8NuH7A/s1600-h/IMG_7433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078750776527899682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY7EGvTCI/AAAAAAAAADs/Yc_uJ8NuH7A/s400/IMG_7433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In airports&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY8UGvTDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3xwbBaB1b2M/s1600-h/IMG_7362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078750798002736178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY8UGvTDI/AAAAAAAAAD0/3xwbBaB1b2M/s400/IMG_7362.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW2EGvS7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lvZFO8fm8ew/s1600-h/IMG_7422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078748491605298098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW2EGvS7I/AAAAAAAAAC0/lvZFO8fm8ew/s400/IMG_7422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Listening to my son's mariachi band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW2kGvS8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Swoq4acsxN8/s1600-h/IMG_7365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078748500195232706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW2kGvS8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/Swoq4acsxN8/s400/IMG_7365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surrounded by beauty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW3kGvS-I/AAAAAAAAADM/L4pBXRhUNE4/s1600-h/IMG_7307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078748517375101922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW3kGvS-I/AAAAAAAAADM/L4pBXRhUNE4/s400/IMG_7307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sand everywhere&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW3EGvS9I/AAAAAAAAADE/pb4QlBgRrlk/s1600-h/IMG_7330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078748508785167314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntW3EGvS9I/AAAAAAAAADE/pb4QlBgRrlk/s400/IMG_7330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Observing wildlife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntVakGvS6I/AAAAAAAAACs/ZrQtxZlVrUM/s1600-h/IMG_7287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078746919647267746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntVakGvS6I/AAAAAAAAACs/ZrQtxZlVrUM/s400/IMG_7287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY3kGvS_I/AAAAAAAAADU/7Z2xhoAL3Ns/s1600-h/IMG_7389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078750716398357490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY3kGvS_I/AAAAAAAAADU/7Z2xhoAL3Ns/s400/IMG_7389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With family&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/11861462-744806735767396411?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/744806735767396411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=744806735767396411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/744806735767396411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/744806735767396411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-i-spent-my-summer-vacation.html' title='How I Spent My Summer Vacation (pictorial edition)'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RntY4EGvTAI/AAAAAAAAADc/2wzOJ0we6hU/s72-c/IMG_7295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-4312250297694951194</id><published>2007-06-08T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T09:03:33.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're in the News</title><content type='html'>Well, sort of.  Look for my family's appearance &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20070608/ap_on_go_ca_st_pe/us_passports;_ylt=ApYsibsiNZpiY1OO8YrclyLMWM0F"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; as "irate summer travelers".  Yes, we have been awaiting our passports (after applying over eleven weeks ago), wondering if we will actually be able to go on our vacation to Mexico.  After a little help from Congressman Devin Nunes and his staff, our passports have been processed,  overnighted to us, and should arrive in the next hour.  Of course, as of a few hours ago, it doesn't matter since the new (as of 1/1/07) requirement that travelers to Mexico and Canada must have passports has been temporarily suspended due to the State Department's inability to process the "massive surge" passport applications they have received in the last few months.  Well, either way, we get to go on vacation!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-4312250297694951194?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4312250297694951194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=4312250297694951194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4312250297694951194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4312250297694951194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/were-in-news.html' title='We&apos;re in the News'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-254796506988117332</id><published>2007-06-01T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T15:54:39.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool Cooking Site</title><content type='html'>I know, I  know....  I don't post for over a month and now two posts in a day!  I just like to keep my readers on their toes!  Actually I just thought I wouldn't remember to post this later.  I was looking for info on grilling artichokes and came across &lt;a href="http://www.cookingforengineers.com"&gt;Cooking for Engineers&lt;/a&gt;.  From my brief visit it appears to be a great site.  The guy has a very cool table format he uses for recipes and he uses lots of pictures--always good.  Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.cookingforengineers.com/recipe/33/Lemon-Bars"&gt;lemon bar recipe&lt;/a&gt; to see what I mean.  (Scroll to the bottom of the page to see the recipe in table form.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-254796506988117332?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/254796506988117332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=254796506988117332' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/254796506988117332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/254796506988117332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/cool-cooking-site.html' title='Cool Cooking Site'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-7170282300652579419</id><published>2007-06-01T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T07:32:30.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah, Part 2</title><content type='html'>So I just read chapter 3 and was struck by another little thing.  It's verse one:  "Then the word of the Lord came to Jonah a second time."  So, Jonah rejected God's first command by physically running away from God.  God spares the guy's life from drowning and then allows him to live on dry land again (instead of inside the fish).  Jonah doesn't really deserve it, but God allows him to live anyway.  That should be enough.  But then, on top of that, God reaffirms Jonah's position as prophet by giving him a second command to go to Nineveh.  Unfortunately, as we'll see in chapter 4, Jonah still has a bad attitude about the whole thing.  Does he not realize the grace just extended to him???  Anyway, it's just encouraging to know that God doesn't think in our terms--our usefulness to him is not over because we have walked away from him and his ways for a period of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-7170282300652579419?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7170282300652579419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=7170282300652579419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7170282300652579419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7170282300652579419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/06/jonah-part-2.html' title='Jonah, Part 2'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-4943163548036458329</id><published>2007-05-31T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T07:36:16.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonah and The Big Fish</title><content type='html'>I was just reading Jonah and made a realization in chapter 2 where Jonah praises God for sending a fish to swallow him and, therefore, saving his life.  Jonah starts by describing his descent into the sea: "all your waves and breakers swept over me."  I love how visual his description is: "Seaweed was wrapped around my head."  (Where else do you find seaweed in the Bible?!)  And that's when it hit me.  Jonah didn't know his life would be defined by and remembered for these few days.  He didn't know his name would always be followed by "and the Big Fish" (or "and the Whale" for those of us who were taught inaccurately back in the day).  He was just Jonah the prophet.  And he thought his life was over.  And for good reason considering he had just blatantly disobeyed God.  But no--God provided a great fish to swallow Jonah.  Now, I'm thankful for all the things God provides for me, but I sure hope He never has to provide a fish (or any other creature for that matter) to swallow me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonah didn't know how his story was going to end, and we never know either.  I love to consider whatever circumstances I am in, no matter how good, bad, or (more often) mediocre, as having the potential to become something that will define me (or someone else) or that will be remembered by many for many years.  Not that I'm looking to be thrown into a sea... but I guess sometimes that what it takes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-4943163548036458329?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4943163548036458329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=4943163548036458329' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4943163548036458329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4943163548036458329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/05/jonah-and-big-fish.html' title='Jonah and The Big Fish'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-249922733427610748</id><published>2007-04-22T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T19:43:59.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Beginning</title><content type='html'>This is my 3.5 year-old's account of creation as overheard in the car tonight: “On the first day, God created light and dark.  On day two, God created squishy fish and pens for people to write with.  On the next day, He made creatures and squishy fish and animals that creep and crawl and hop and gallop.  On the next day, he made light and dark and Adam.  On the next day, He made people and cars and trucks and helicopters and boats and tractors.  On the next day, He made engines and buses to go everywhere.  And shapes and colors.  On the next day, He made toys to go in the stores.  On the next day, he made numbers and letters.  The end.  Wasn’t that a good Bible story?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-249922733427610748?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/249922733427610748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=249922733427610748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/249922733427610748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/249922733427610748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/04/in-beginning.html' title='In the Beginning'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6600322922915445917</id><published>2007-04-16T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:21:30.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking For a Cure</title><content type='html'>Back in January, a friend of mine, Debbi Gunn, called me very excited about something.  She has a very close friend who suffers from &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/great_strides/cffactsheet/"&gt;cystic fibrosis&lt;/a&gt; and was frustrated by her daily struggle with the disease.  So, in an attempt to turn her frustration into something positive, she contacted the &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/"&gt;Cystic Fibrosis Foundation&lt;/a&gt; to find out what she could do to help find a cure for the disease.  They told her about the annual &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/great_strides/"&gt;Great Strides&lt;/a&gt; fund-raising walk.  She immediately signed up and invited everyone she knew to walk as part of Team Tisa (named in honor of her friend).  And that is why she was calling to me:  to see if I would be willing to walk with her.  I joined Team Tisa, and this Saturday, April 21, my family and I will join in the two-mile walk.  Now I am asking you, if you would be willing to &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/Great_Strides/SaraEdwards"&gt;sponsor&lt;/a&gt; my family as we attempt to raise $1000 for the Cystic Fibrosis Foundation.  You can make an online, tax-deductible donation &lt;a href="http://www.cff.org/Great_Strides/SaraEdwards"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks for your consideration and any donation you can give!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6600322922915445917?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6600322922915445917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6600322922915445917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6600322922915445917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6600322922915445917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/04/walking-for-cure.html' title='Walking For a Cure'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5163137738924074777</id><published>2007-03-09T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:25:09.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Name That Tune</title><content type='html'>The Mystery Song Lyric Game Contest Thingy is back! And it's new and improved! The songs will not be limited to the 80's and I will give some type of hint. Leave your answer as a &lt;a href="https://www2.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;amp;postID=5163137738924074777"&gt;comment&lt;/a&gt;. (Don't look at the comments if you don't want to know the answer!) Of course I'll reply in the comments as to the correctness of any answers. Have fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Line: "Hooking up words and phrases and clauses."&lt;br /&gt;Hint: TV&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5163137738924074777?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5163137738924074777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5163137738924074777' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5163137738924074777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5163137738924074777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/03/name-that-tune.html' title='Name That Tune'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-2229088948634623178</id><published>2007-03-07T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:05:12.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Laughs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt; sent these to me today. I found them quite funny.  Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039397744328813426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/Re-JjHCfq3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BpYu-UyzXqE/s400/curve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039397843113061250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/Re-Jo3Cfq4I/AAAAAAAAACA/9pgBSE23dEc/s400/expand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039397950487243666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/Re-JvHCfq5I/AAAAAAAAACI/wMYjZBdPlno/s400/findX_1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039398053566458786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/Re-J1HCfq6I/AAAAAAAAACQ/tVN3lhtiArg/s400/math2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039398143760772018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/Re-J6XCfq7I/AAAAAAAAACY/oRfVYZLibTE/s400/proton.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039398255429921730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/Re-KA3Cfq8I/AAAAAAAAACg/cQvWh93XbhU/s400/ramp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-2229088948634623178?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2229088948634623178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=2229088948634623178' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2229088948634623178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2229088948634623178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/03/for-laughs.html' title='For Laughs'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/Re-JjHCfq3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/BpYu-UyzXqE/s72-c/curve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-946290221197219064</id><published>2007-02-20T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T13:50:43.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Link Love</title><content type='html'>You may notice a couple of new blogs on my list to the left... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A long overdue link to Hale's &lt;a href="http://bigdaddyzx3.blogspot.com/"&gt;De do do do, De da da da&lt;/a&gt;.  I've been reading from the beginning and never put up a link.  Sorry Hale!  (Check out his "How to Be a NASCAR widower" for a good chuckle.)&lt;br /&gt;- Next, a link to another Hale: Brian Hale's &lt;a href="http://haleyeah.typepad.com/brian/"&gt;Hale-Yeah&lt;/a&gt;!  If you go there right now, you can see some great pics from his recent beach trip.  (I want to go!!!)&lt;br /&gt;- And... (drum roll please)... Introducing &lt;a href="http://mysharp1.blogspot.com/index.html"&gt;Just an Average Girl...&lt;/a&gt; by Maya!  Yes, that was a pig you just saw fly by your window!!!  She finally gave into the pressure!  I look forward to keeping up on this girl's busy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, a nice site I just found:  &lt;a href="http://www.scrapvillage.com/home.htm"&gt;ScrapVillage&lt;/a&gt;.  I haven't explored the entire site, just the &lt;a href="http://www.scrapvillage.com/fonts.htm"&gt;fonts&lt;/a&gt;.  They have LOTS of fonts, intended for scrapbooking, but they're not all just handwriting-type of fonts.  (Though there aren't many you'd want to use in a formal document!)  And the best part--they're all free and easy to use!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-946290221197219064?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/946290221197219064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=946290221197219064' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/946290221197219064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/946290221197219064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/link-love.html' title='Link Love'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6252365676315836179</id><published>2007-02-20T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T13:25:16.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winners!</title><content type='html'>After my &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-winner-is_19.html"&gt;rant&lt;/a&gt; about not having a winner, I've received 2 correct answers!!!  &lt;a href="http://blog.nerdfamily.com/"&gt;NerdDad &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.baggedbirds.com/introduction.htm"&gt;Scott&lt;/a&gt; both recognized the line from REO Speedwagon's &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/r/reo+speedwagon/cant+fight+this+feeling_20115696.html"&gt;"Can't Fight This Feeling"&lt;/a&gt;.  NerdDad also  pointed out that I had &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/06/80s-mystery-song-lyric_23.html"&gt;already&lt;/a&gt; used this song.  (He won &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-winner-is_23.html"&gt;that time&lt;/a&gt;, too.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6252365676315836179?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6252365676315836179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6252365676315836179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6252365676315836179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6252365676315836179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/winners.html' title='Winners!'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-2402938905698255545</id><published>2007-02-19T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T09:52:20.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>...no one again!  All right guys... Is everyone tired of this game?  Is it too difficult?  Are you bored?  Are you still there???  Hello?  Is this thing on???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-2402938905698255545?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2402938905698255545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=2402938905698255545' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2402938905698255545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2402938905698255545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-winner-is_19.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6329286976068845023</id><published>2007-02-18T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T21:49:19.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta Da!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hey look!  I took some time today to make some changes around &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  What do you think?  I'm basically done.  I may add a new title block.  Otherwise, I'll just fix stuff.  Please let me know what you think!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6329286976068845023?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6329286976068845023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6329286976068845023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6329286976068845023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6329286976068845023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/ta-da.html' title='Ta Da!'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5071080042669367698</id><published>2007-02-17T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:14:22.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;If you haven't already noticed, I've got a new picture for my profile. I'd been wanting to update it because I've had a new hairstyle for a while, but, as you can see, my new hair is &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; not in the picture. But that's okay because I really like this picture. I had the idea for the photo and explained it to Brad and we had a little photo shoot yesterday. We work well together that way: Brad loves to take pictures and play with all his fancy camera stuff and I love to have my picture taken! Here's another good one...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032659993617489970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RdeZmZrj4DI/AAAAAAAAAAg/o60elFN6xt4/s320/IMG_6482+edit.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually feel very guilty changing my picture only because I promised I would change my whole layout a LONG time ago and never did.  At this point, I've kind of abandoned the whole idea I had (good thing this is With Reckless Abandon!) but I'll do something different sometime!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5071080042669367698?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5071080042669367698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5071080042669367698' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5071080042669367698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5071080042669367698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/new-pic.html' title='New Pic'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/RdeZmZrj4DI/AAAAAAAAAAg/o60elFN6xt4/s72-c/IMG_6482+edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-7133285401938526017</id><published>2007-02-16T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T07:32:07.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>I think you'll get this one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And even as I wander I'm keeping you in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song is it from?  &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;Email the title and artist to me.&lt;/a&gt;  I'll post the answer and winner(s) later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-7133285401938526017?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7133285401938526017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=7133285401938526017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7133285401938526017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7133285401938526017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/80s-mystery-song-lyric_16.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-2785827149461181758</id><published>2007-02-15T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T15:52:50.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blast From the Past</title><content type='html'>I have officially lived in Fresno for about 10 years.  (Unofficially for 4 years before that, too.)  I've lived in four neighborhoods, attended three churches, had two employers, went to one school, and been involved in several other random groups.  That's enough involvement to get to know quite a few people.  But I rarely run into people I know.  Let me correct myself:  I rarely run into people I used to know.  (I run into people from my neighborhood and my church quite often!)  But the last few days have been different.  It started with a baby shower.  A guy I used to work with and his wife just had their first baby.  (Congrats Ramiro and Yvonne!)  I hadn't talked to or seen either of them for about three years but a mutual friend got us in touch again.  They invited me to a baby shower on Saturday where I got to see the new baby, his parents I hadn't seen for years, and even one of the new mom's friends I'd met many times but also hadn't seen for three years.  Wow!  I realize that's not exactly "running into" somebody but the next ones are.  Tuesday, the kids and I picked up my husband from work and went to McDonald's for lunch.  We're standing in line when I notice a man get in line behind us--it's another guy I used to work with (Marky T as we used to fondly refer to him) that I haven't seen for probably about four years.  Then last night we went to Costco.  Yes, on Valentine's Day.  I figured there would be less people and I was right.  What I didn't realize was that we would run into the Truitt family with whom we used to go to church.  We hadn't seen them for at least three and a half years.  It's funny because I used to try to avoid running into people I knew.  If I saw someone in a store I would look the other way and pretend to be carefully selecting parsnips or whatever might be nearby.  Not to be mean or rude but to protect us both from the awkward conversation that I knew would ensue.  But now, well, now I live for awkward conversation!  I'm the one to get the other person's attention.  (Actually the Truitts got my attention before I saw them--They live for awkward conversation, too.)  I actually enjoy running into people now.  I really don't know what changed, but I like it better this way!  I no longer have to purchase unnecessary root vegetables!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-2785827149461181758?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2785827149461181758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=2785827149461181758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2785827149461181758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2785827149461181758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/blast-from-past.html' title='Blast From the Past'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-975326356534177890</id><published>2007-02-13T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T21:53:23.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Will I Learn?</title><content type='html'>We live near a &lt;a href="http://www.walgreens.com/default.jsp"&gt;Walgreen's&lt;/a&gt;.  We go there a lot.  It's a great destination for our walks/tricycle rides.  If you ever see a red tricycle sitting outside a north Fresno Walgreen's, you'll know we're inside.  The past few weeks--I guess it would be more accurate to say since Christmas--Walgreen's has had their Valentine's Day stuff out.  Every time we walk in, my son has pointed out &lt;a href="http://adisney.go.com/disneypictures/cars/main.html"&gt;Lightning McQueen&lt;/a&gt; on the front of this particular card as we pass the card aisle.  So I thought it would be special if I bought the card for him.  So what do I do?  Wait until the day before Valentine's Day!  And what do I find at my friendly Walgreen's?  First, a line with about 20 people.  Second, a mangled half-stocked display of Valentine's cards--with Lightning McQueen no where to be seen.  What was I thinking?  My husband and I gave up trying to go out to dinner on Valentine's Day early in our newlywed years because we hated waiting an hour and half for a table.  One year I waited in line at &lt;a href="http://www.sees.com/"&gt;See's Candies&lt;/a&gt; for close to an hour on February 13.  And now this.  Fortunately, my son has no expectation of anything so he won't be disappointed, but I know how excited he would have been to get that card!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-975326356534177890?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/975326356534177890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=975326356534177890' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/975326356534177890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/975326356534177890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/when-will-i-learn.html' title='When Will I Learn?'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-8251442769690749432</id><published>2007-02-12T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T11:41:25.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Winner?</title><content type='html'>No one got the song lyric this week!  Was it too difficult?  It was from Phil Collins' &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/phil+collins/dont+lose+my+number_20108065.html"&gt;"Don't Lose My Number"&lt;/a&gt;.  So no winners this week--I'll try to make the next one easier!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-8251442769690749432?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8251442769690749432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=8251442769690749432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8251442769690749432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8251442769690749432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/no-winner.html' title='No Winner?'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-7196043539632386331</id><published>2007-02-09T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T11:06:41.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Here's this week's lyric:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They came at night leaving fear behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shadows were on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email your answer &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  And remember, everyone with the right answer wins!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-7196043539632386331?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7196043539632386331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=7196043539632386331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7196043539632386331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7196043539632386331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/80s-mystery-song-lyric.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-8914070545416170111</id><published>2007-02-06T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T21:32:58.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reading List Revisited</title><content type='html'>Last January I posted a &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/01/saras-library.html"&gt;list of the books&lt;/a&gt; I read in 2005 and the ones I hoped to read in 2006.  For my own benefit, I wanted to look at that list again and see how I did.  You can come along too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my books to read list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0345453743/qid=1136324891/sr=2-2/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_2/103-0127433-3797404?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;Life, the Universe and Everything&lt;/a&gt; by Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0345453743/qid=1136324891/sr=2-2/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_2/103-0127433-3797404?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish&lt;/a&gt; by Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0736915729/qid=1136325252/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/103-0127433-3797404?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;A Mom After God's Own Heart&lt;/a&gt; by Elizabeth George&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0884191338/qid=1136325301/sr=2-1/ref=pd_bbs_b_2_1/103-0127433-3797404?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;Bruchko&lt;/a&gt; by Bruce Olson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1576732746/qid=1136325335/sr=1-5/ref=sr_1_5/103-0127433-3797404?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;Birthright: Christian Do You Know Who You Are&lt;/a&gt; by David C. Needham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0064471195/qid=1136325444/sr=1-1/ref=sr_1_1/103-0127433-3797404?s=books&amp;v=glance&amp;amp;n=283155"&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/a&gt; (7 books) by C. S. Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did read the Douglas Adams books (those were a re-read) and I also read Bruchko.  I got about halfway into the Elizabeth George book and stalled.  I need to pick that one up again--it was pretty good stuff.  I didn't even touch Birthright.  I didn't read through the Narnia series, but I did get out the first book and started reading it a few pages at a time with my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I didn't get through my list, I did read a few others not on the list, several as assignments for the School of Women's Ministries.  I read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Overcoming-Dark-Side-Leadership-Dysfunction/dp/0801090474/sr=8-1/qid=1170825181/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/105-8954540-0358034?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;Overcoming the Dark Side of Leadership: The Paradox of Personal Dysfunction&lt;/a&gt; by Gary L. McIntosh and Samuel D.Sr. Rima, which was a pretty good book.  I read a short (auto)biography of Fanny Crosby called &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/This-My-Story-Song/dp/1898787417/sr=1-1/qid=1170825370/ref=sr_1_1/105-8954540-0358034?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;This Is My Story This Is My Song.&lt;/a&gt;  I also read the classic &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Pilgrims-Progress-Nelsons-Royal-Classics/dp/0785242457/sr=8-38/qid=1170825475/ref=sr_1_38/105-8954540-0358034?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;Pilgrim's Progress&lt;/a&gt; by John Bunyan for the first time ever.  Another book I stalled halfway through is &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Revolution-World-Missions-K-Yohannan/dp/1595890017/sr=1-1/qid=1170825643/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/105-8954540-0358034?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;Revolution in World Missions&lt;/a&gt; by K. P. Yohannan, a great, eye-opening read that I need to pick up and finish and that I also highly recommend.  Those are all that I can recall at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really impressed with myself because I have always disliked reading books and, therefore, read as little as I could get away with in school.  That meant I spent my twenties reading hardly anything.  But maybe I'll make up for it in my thirties!  I don't have a list I'm working off of this year, but so far I've already read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Five-Dysfunctions-Team-Leadership-Fable/dp/0787960756/sr=1-1/qid=1170826200/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/105-8954540-0358034?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books"&gt;The Five Dysfunctions of a Team: A Leadership Fable&lt;/a&gt; by Patrick M. Lencioni.  Maybe now it's time to pick up those unfinished ones!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-8914070545416170111?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8914070545416170111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=8914070545416170111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8914070545416170111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8914070545416170111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-reading-list-revisited.html' title='My Reading List Revisited'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6374864521601354137</id><published>2007-02-04T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:03:51.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuses</title><content type='html'>I'm not abandoning this blog.  Or its reader(s).  I just thought I should say that.  This last week has been really crazy.  I got the flu and was pretty miserable for a few days there.  Then my normally easy-to-handle son lost his mind.  Well, that's what it seems like some of the time:  He's started throwing tantrums again.  It's been quite a while since he's done that and he's really improved his tantrum skills in that time.  So the last week has been &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; physically and emotionally draining.  Anyway, all of that left very little time and energy (though plenty of content) for blogging.  So hopefully, I'll get to blog a little here and there this week.  And if you think of me when you're praying, please pray for my family during this stressful time.  Thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6374864521601354137?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6374864521601354137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6374864521601354137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6374864521601354137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6374864521601354137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/excuses.html' title='Excuses'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-9219742841672433980</id><published>2007-02-04T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:39:25.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>*** I realize I am REALLY late posting this!  Sorry! ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to &lt;a href="http://blog.nerdfamily.com/"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt; for recognizing this line from Def Leppard's "Pour Some Sugar on Me".  I've decided to start listing everyone who gets the right answer, not just the first one, because, well, because I can!  So although Jackie was first, &lt;a href="http://aprilsjo.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; is also a winner!  I also have to give an honorable mention to my sister &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt; who knew the song title and guessed unrelentlessly until she figured out the artist!  There's no shame in guessing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look for another 80's song contest on Friday!  And I promise I'll try to try to post the answer sooner!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-9219742841672433980?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/9219742841672433980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=9219742841672433980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9219742841672433980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9219742841672433980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5495267046160967165</id><published>2007-01-26T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T14:08:42.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Here's this week's line from one of the rockingest (though probably not wholesomest) songs of the 80's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know it?  Email the title and artist &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;to me&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5495267046160967165?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5495267046160967165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5495267046160967165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5495267046160967165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5495267046160967165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/80s-mystery-song-lyric_26.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-9112129223541025121</id><published>2007-01-23T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:39:30.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Business Time</title><content type='html'>I saw this at &lt;a href="http://www.shaungroves.com/shlog/"&gt;Shlog&lt;/a&gt;. I pass this on with the same recommendations that he did:&lt;br /&gt;1) Don't watch this if you're not married.&lt;br /&gt;2) Don't watch this if you're under 18.&lt;br /&gt;3) Don't watch this if you're promoting one of my future concerts. Hmm... I guess that won't eliminate anyone... Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;4) Don't watch this if you've been married for less than one year because you won't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't been eliminated... get ready to laugh! I've got to go sort the recycling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-9112129223541025121?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/9112129223541025121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=9112129223541025121' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9112129223541025121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9112129223541025121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/business-time.html' title='Business Time'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-1498914758196111947</id><published>2007-01-23T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T13:30:04.672-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Things You May Not Know About Me</title><content type='html'>Tagged by &lt;a href="http://blog.nerdfamily.com/"&gt;Nerd Family&lt;/a&gt;. Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to be a mime. (Yes, the kind that doesn't talk, believe it or not!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I took two semesters of fencing in college.  (I was better at mime.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've always wanted to collect swords.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I actually do own a small collection of kaleidoscopes.  They are much less dangerous than swords.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even less dangerous than kaleidoscopes: Paper.  I think it would be cool to own a stationery store.  Hmmm... I wonder if paper beats sword...  Then we could play paper-sword-kaleidoscope!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-1498914758196111947?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/1498914758196111947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=1498914758196111947' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/1498914758196111947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/1498914758196111947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/5-things-you-may-not-know-about-me.html' title='5 Things You May Not Know About Me'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-4997778728018872699</id><published>2007-01-20T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T22:03:30.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>It's a tie this week!  Both &lt;a href="http://aprilsjo.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://haleyeah.typepad.com/brian/"&gt;Brian&lt;/a&gt; gave the correct answer within minutes of each other.  Congrats to you both for so easily recognizing Byran Adams' &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/b/bryan+adams/summer+of+69_20025490.html"&gt;"Summer of '69"&lt;/a&gt;.  That song always makes me long for those days, even though I never had a band and I wasn't born until the summer of '75!  Still, "those were the best days of my life"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-4997778728018872699?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4997778728018872699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=4997778728018872699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4997778728018872699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4997778728018872699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-winner-is_20.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-2544242857633820395</id><published>2007-01-19T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T07:38:16.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite songs of all time today!  Here's the line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me and some guys from school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Had a band and we tried real hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email the title and artist &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;to me&lt;/a&gt; and I'll post the winner and the answer later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-2544242857633820395?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2544242857633820395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=2544242857633820395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2544242857633820395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2544242857633820395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/80s-mystery-song-lyric_19.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5903739300973452054</id><published>2007-01-18T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T15:15:01.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poll</title><content type='html'>I don't have a lot of time to blog but I have two quick things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Check out the cutest kids I've ever seen &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/2007/01/catch-up-5-and-final-edwards-visit.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I want to do a little poll.  If you are a Christian, answer these two questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you believe that you have access to the power that created the world and rose Jesus from the dead?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If so, do you use that power?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5903739300973452054?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5903739300973452054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5903739300973452054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5903739300973452054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5903739300973452054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/poll.html' title='A Poll'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-3537288075329704938</id><published>2007-01-16T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:04:27.809-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Missing</title><content type='html'>Friday night I was driving alone. This has always been my best time for reflection, and I rarely drive anywhere alone anymore. But here I was Friday evening. Something (and I'm not sure what it was) reminded me of sharing with my college friends in times of worship. Not just a bunch of goofy kids singing songs about Jesus (though we were that), but real hearts opened up and poured out before a worthy King. And I missed it.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I was doing the rush-to-get-everyone-ready-for-church thing. I was getting irritated that I was running late and I thought "I am not going to get to church late again!" I didn't want to miss half the worship time because I had to make my hair perfect or because of a last minute diaper change. Then I started to think about how long it had been since I'd been at church... Last week: vacation. Week before: helped in kids' classes then went home. Previous week: Visiting family for Christmas. Previous week: Choir performance. It had been five weeks since I had been in a normal church service! Five weeks since I had the chance to just worship with my church family.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;We sat down in church 28 seconds before the service started.  Normally music starts right away but this particular Sunday our Senior Pastor introduced the worship time by reminding us what worship is: not about singing, not about us in anyway, but about bringing worth to God; it is not something we initiate but a response to who God is.  This was the perfect lead in to a really great worship time.  I sang with my eyes closed almost the entire time, trying not to think about who was around me or who was on stage or even if I was singing on key.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of funny how God orchestrates things.  Sunday morning when I realized I hadn't been to church for five weeks,  I thought that's probably why I was missing corporate worship.  But then when Pastor Jan started the service by talking about worship it was kind of weird, like he was saying it just for me.  I just love those times when things all work together in unexpected ways.  It's a reminder to me that God knows and loves me personally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-3537288075329704938?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/3537288075329704938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=3537288075329704938' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/3537288075329704938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/3537288075329704938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/what-im-missing.html' title='What I&apos;m Missing'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-4382793179257649056</id><published>2007-01-13T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T13:47:29.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>I got several good guesses and correct answers this week!!!  But the honor goes to &lt;a href="http://aprilsjo.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; who was first with the right answer (&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/chicago/hard+to+say+i+sorry_20029991.html"&gt;"Hard to Say I'm Sorry"&lt;/a&gt; by Chicago) and who was helped by the fact that she had recently heard the song on the radio for the first time in many years and who was at Disneyland while we were there and who we didn't run into to!  And an honorable mention goes to Brad who was first with the correct artist.  (One of the best things about writing a blog is that I don't feel confined by all the rules of writing I learned growing up:  In this one short post I've managed to start two sentences with conjunctions, write (at least) one run-on sentence, and end one sentence with a preposition!  Take that Ms. Chaney!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-4382793179257649056?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/4382793179257649056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=4382793179257649056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4382793179257649056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/4382793179257649056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-8097893992653104071</id><published>2007-01-12T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T08:31:43.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Here it is--this week's lyric.  I think it's an easy one.  What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Everybody needs a little time away, I heard her say, from each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;Email the title and answer to me.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-8097893992653104071?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8097893992653104071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=8097893992653104071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8097893992653104071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8097893992653104071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/80s-mystery-song-lyric.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-6834167305713336747</id><published>2007-01-11T21:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T21:43:28.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back</title><content type='html'>After a fun week of vacation and a few days of getting caught up, I'm back!  The fam and I spent a week in San Diego (plus a stop in Orange County) doing all the fun stuff there is to do there.  We spent two days at &lt;a href="http://4adventure.com/SWC/default.aspx"&gt;SeaWorld&lt;/a&gt; and had a really great time there.  We were really impressed with the high quality of everything there and lack of crowds the days we were there.  It was really great to be able to let the kiddos run around a bit and not be afraid of losing them.  My boy measures exactly 42 inches with his shoes on which allowed him to ride Shipwreck Rapids with me.  We were the only ones in the nine-person raft.  He wanted off after the first drop but was really proud of himself after it was all over!  We visited the world-famous &lt;a href="http://www.sandiegozoo.org/"&gt;San Diego Zoo&lt;/a&gt; and did a little shopping at one of my favorite malls: &lt;a href="http://westfield.com/hortonplaza/"&gt;Horton Plaza&lt;/a&gt;.  After almost a week there we headed to Anaheim for some Disney fun and a quick visit with my SoCal &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt;.  Then we headed home.  It was a fun trip, though also a lot of work, having the little ones.  It was a great way to start the new year!  I'll try to post a few pics later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-6834167305713336747?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/6834167305713336747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=6834167305713336747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6834167305713336747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/6834167305713336747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-8155198790898277367</id><published>2006-12-30T13:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T13:17:18.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answers, Part 4</title><content type='html'>And now for the conclusion of the revelation of Sara's quiz answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #9 - Which 80's movie have I never seen?&lt;br /&gt;The correct answer is ET. Of course, that's not the only movie I haven't seen. If you know me well enough, you know that it's hard to use movie references with me because I haven't seen a LOT of movies. On the other hand, in the 80's, my sisters and I used to watch the same handful of movies over and over again: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0089218/"&gt;Goonies&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0097236/"&gt;Dream a Little Dream&lt;/a&gt;, and, our favorite from which we can all recite just about every line to this day: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088930/"&gt;Clue&lt;/a&gt;. (&lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt; and I even received the movie from  &lt;a href="http://cjbheard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joleen&lt;/a&gt; for Christmas this year. Thank you Santa Joleen!!! Now we can torture our husbands with it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #10 - How do I feel about little quizzes like this one?&lt;br /&gt;I love quizzes!!!!!! If you answered differently... well, I guess you need to get to know me better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-8155198790898277367?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/8155198790898277367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=8155198790898277367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8155198790898277367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/8155198790898277367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/answers-part-4.html' title='The Answers, Part 4'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-2048148118182244877</id><published>2006-12-30T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:12:30.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>NerdMom of &lt;a href="http://blog.nerdfamily.com/"&gt;Nerd Family&lt;/a&gt;.  She correctly guessed that the line was from Prince's song "1999".  Remember when 1999 sounded futuristic?  Now it is, well, so 1999.  Happy New Year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-2048148118182244877?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2048148118182244877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=2048148118182244877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2048148118182244877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2048148118182244877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-winner-is_30.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-380627312631380612</id><published>2006-12-29T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T14:22:30.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answers, Part 3</title><content type='html'>Question #6 - What is my favorite beverage?&lt;br /&gt;I like coffee, tea, and Coke, but I LOVE Pepsi!  Most people got this wrong but understandably so considering my answer to &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/answers-part-2.html"&gt;question 3&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #7 - For Christmas I want a:&lt;br /&gt;surprise.  Getting something I don't know I want is way more fun than getting something I already know I want.  Brad took this even one step further this year and got me something he knew I would want but that I didn't even know existed:  a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/GUIZMO-Guitar-Guizmo-Guitarist-GZ-101/dp/B000EYBR0E"&gt;Guizmo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #8&lt;br /&gt;My Myers-Briggs personality type is:&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately the test gave you a point for answering ESFJ, which is wrong.  The correct answer is &lt;a href="http://www.personalitypage.com/ENTJ.html"&gt;ENTJ&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the answers tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-380627312631380612?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/380627312631380612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=380627312631380612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/380627312631380612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/380627312631380612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/answers-part-3.html' title='The Answers, Part 3'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-2897694050488788153</id><published>2006-12-29T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T13:59:41.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Here's the line for this New Year's weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They say two thousand zero, zero, party over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oops, out of time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; with your shot at the title and artist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-2897694050488788153?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/2897694050488788153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=2897694050488788153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2897694050488788153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/2897694050488788153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/80s-mystery-song-lyric_29.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-9070514309626105833</id><published>2006-12-28T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T19:21:58.429-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answers, Part 2</title><content type='html'>Question #3 - What indulgence did I give up for the past three years?&lt;br /&gt;This is the answer that needs the most explanation.  Some of you (you know who you are) will argue with me on this one.  The correct answer is sodas.  Technically: buying sodas.  More technically: buying sodas for myself.  Three years ago our church began a fundraising campaign for our new building.  We made a three year commitment and I decided that we could give more if I gave up ordering a soda with dinner when we went out (something I loved to do) and buying sodas at the grocery store (something I rarely did).  Being the rule-oriented person I am, I started to question my commitment:  Did I give up sodas completely?  What if I was offered a free soda?  What about buying sodas for guests to my home?  So I had to come up with some rules that were consistent with the purpose: Free sodas were okay.  Buying sodas when expecting company was okay, but I would buy what they would want, not necessarily what I wanted AND I wouldn't open a bottle of soda for my own consumption but would drink it after a guest had opened it.  Oh yeah, and when pregnant and nursing (21 of those 36 months!), sometimes I justified a soda purchase in order to keep myself hydrated.  So there's the long explanation to the short question.  Oh yeah--the three years is up and I'm buying and drinking lots of my favorite soda now.  But which one is that?  You'll have to wait for the answer to question number 6!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #4 - I met Brad in college:&lt;br /&gt;We weren't in the same calculus class, Brad never lived in the dorms, and I never went to a frat party.  We met at an InterVarsity event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #5 - What is my favorite TV show of all time?&lt;br /&gt;This was a tricky one considering how much I write about American Idol.  And I like all the shows I listed a great deal.  But Whose Line is it Anyway beats them all by a landslide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More answers tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-9070514309626105833?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/9070514309626105833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=9070514309626105833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9070514309626105833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/9070514309626105833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/answers-part-2.html' title='The Answers, Part 2'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-5422102092895803117</id><published>2006-12-27T15:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:13:48.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Answers</title><content type='html'>Here I will begin to give reveal the correct answers to my &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz-of-all-quizzes.html"&gt;quiz&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll do two or three at a time so I can finish them this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #1 - What is NOT one of my dream jobs?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely medical researcher.  I love science and all but am bored (and grossed out) by most things medical.  And I'm not really big on the research part either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question #2 - How old am I?&lt;br /&gt;31.  No explanation needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-5422102092895803117?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/5422102092895803117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=5422102092895803117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5422102092895803117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/5422102092895803117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/answers.html' title='The Answers'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-7360366921187577961</id><published>2006-12-27T14:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T14:56:42.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>Santa Claus!!!  Okay, so nobody got it this week.  I'll assume it was because everyone was too busy celebrating, not because you didn't recognize it, right?  Well that line is from U2's Christmas hit: "Christmas (Baby, Please Come Home)".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-7360366921187577961?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/7360366921187577961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=7360366921187577961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7360366921187577961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/7360366921187577961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-winner-is_27.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116676787081289873</id><published>2006-12-21T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T22:11:10.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>While you're doing your last minute shopping/wrapping/baking, try to place this line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’re singing deck the halls&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like Christmas at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email your answer &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116676787081289873?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116676787081289873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116676787081289873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116676787081289873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116676787081289873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/80s-mystery-song-lyric_21.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116668117752199520</id><published>2006-12-20T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:06:17.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week's Most Sung Non-Christmas Song</title><content type='html'>"I Will Lift My Eyes" by Bebo Norman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playlistId=191072421&amp;s=143441&amp;amp;i=191072568"&gt;iTunes link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Between-Dreaming-Coming-True-Norman/dp/B000HEWGKG/sr=1-1/qid=1166681008/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/102-2376884-4985734?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music"&gt;amazon.com link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116668117752199520?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116668117752199520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116668117752199520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116668117752199520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116668117752199520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/this-weeks-most-sung-non-christmas.html' title='This Week&apos;s Most Sung Non-Christmas Song'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116650835994163750</id><published>2006-12-18T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:06:00.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quizzes, Contests, and Christmas</title><content type='html'>I didn't mean for the quiz about me to replace the weekly song lyric contest.  I kind of forgot it was Friday.  The next few Fridays may or may not have contests depending on my busy-ness with Christmas and then taking a week's vacation after that.  Maybe I'll aim for Thursdays instead...  We'll see.  Anyway, I think I will reveal the correct answers to the quiz about me in about a week or so.  But I'll just do one question at a time--that way I can give explanations and tell you the question I almost put in its place and what option E would have been had there been one... Not that I put that much thought into it or anything...  Ummm, okay.  So that's for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The countdown to Christmas is on.  Like everyone else, I get a little stressed around this time, mostly trying to figure out how I'm going to do everything that needs to get done (shopping, cooking, baking, gift-making, wrapping) when the schedule is packed with extra stuff (Christmas parties, choir rehearsals, and family get-togethers).  Until the last day or so, though, I have really been enjoying the season, not worrying or stressing about anything.  It hit me last night that I had four celebratory meals to prepare over the next eight days, no menus planned, and was going to be out of town for two of the days.  And then there are those gifts I started making that aren't quite done.  So I'm feeling it now, but it'll all get done somehow.  Even if I have to forego the weekly song lyric contest.  (Was that the sound of blog-readers everywhere crying?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116650835994163750?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116650835994163750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116650835994163750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116650835994163750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116650835994163750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/quizzes-contests-and-christmas.html' title='Quizzes, Contests, and Christmas'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116614839291166687</id><published>2006-12-14T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:06:32.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quiz of All Quizzes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;All right faithful (and not so faithful) blog readers, here's your chance to see how well you know me!  Take the &lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/friendtest/1060973"&gt;official test&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com/friendtest/1060973"&gt;&lt;img alt="Leaderboard" src="http://www.testriffic.com/friend/1060973/1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.testriffic.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Create your own friendquiz here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116614839291166687?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116614839291166687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116614839291166687' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116614839291166687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116614839291166687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/quiz-of-all-quizzes.html' title='The Quiz of All Quizzes'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116605137632554060</id><published>2006-12-13T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T15:09:36.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeremiah: A Comedy</title><content type='html'>When you read, do you see the characters and story play out like a movie in your head?  I do.  I thought everyone did but I've been told that's not true.  Well, if you're one of those who doesn't, you're really missing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Bible study has been on break since Thanksgiving so, for some reason that I don't remember or maybe never had, I decided I would use this break to read the book of Jeremiah.  Even if you've never read it, you probably have the impression that it would be filled with doom and gloom, and your impression is right.  But the thing is, the movie in my head, while dramatic at times, is mostly a comedy.  I'm only about halfway through, but so far God has instructed Jeremiah three times to buy things.  Now, remember, this guy is a prophet of an unpopular God, and his message is mostly "repent or die"--Not a fun guy to be around.  Who would employ him?--I'm assuming this is his own personal money he's spending.  I don't think he's getting reimbursed out of the temple's Prophetic Object Lesson Supplies fund.  And it's not just the buying things:  First God tells him to buy a linen &lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/tools/printer-friendly.pl?book=Jer&amp;chapter=13&amp;amp;translation=nivp&amp;x=7&amp;amp;y=15"&gt;belt&lt;/a&gt; and then tells him to bury it, ruining it.  ("Thanks, God.  I finally thought I might be able to dress with some style...  But not now.")  Then God tells him to buy a &lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/tools/printer-friendly.pl?book=Jer&amp;chapter=19&amp;amp;translation=nivp&amp;x=8&amp;amp;y=9"&gt;pot&lt;/a&gt; ("Great!  That'll spruce the place up a bit!") only to be told to break the pot to pieces.  Then God tells him to buy a &lt;a href="http://www.blueletterbible.org/cgi-bin/tools/printer-friendly.pl?book=Jer&amp;chapter=28&amp;amp;translation=nivp&amp;x=6&amp;amp;y=14"&gt;yoke&lt;/a&gt; and put it on himself no less.  (I imagine he's thinking "I am NOT going to destroy this too!")  And while in an argument with the false prophet Hananiah, his opponent removes the yoke and, yes, breaks it.  I can't wait to find out what happens next when God tells him to buy a field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not just that.  As I mentioned, Jeremiah was not the most popular guy.  In fact, many people wanted to take his life and he knew this.  By no coincidence, often the recipients of the messages God spoke through Jeremiah were the very people who wanted him dead.  Now I don't know how these messages got from God to Jeremiah to the recipient.  Sometimes I picture Jeremiah first writing the message on a scroll to be read to the recipient, but sometimes I picture God telling Jeremiah to go the person but that Jeremiah doesn't actually know the message to speak until he's standing there with the person/people face to face.  Either way, but especially with the latter, Jeremiah has to be rather uncomfortable delivering a message like this:  “This is what the Lord Almighty, the God of Israel, says: ...You said to Zephaniah, ‘The Lord has appointed you priest in place of Jehoiada to be in charge of the house of the Lord; you should put any madman who acts like a prophet into the stocks and neck-irons. So why have you not reprimanded Jeremiah from Anathoth, who poses as a prophet among you?'"  How can that be delivered in a way that wouldn't be funny to watch, especially if Jeremiah wasn't completely prepared to speak about himself like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm obviously enjoying this book.  There's a lot of good serious stuff in there too, but I figured you'd get that stuff on your own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116605137632554060?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116605137632554060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116605137632554060' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116605137632554060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116605137632554060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/jeremiah-comedy.html' title='Jeremiah: A Comedy'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116587501098944944</id><published>2006-12-11T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T14:10:11.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>... April, 80's music queen!  She recognized this week's lyric from &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/p/phil+collins/sussudio_20108071.html"&gt;"Sussudio"&lt;/a&gt; by Phil Collins.  Congrats April!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116587501098944944?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116587501098944944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116587501098944944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116587501098944944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116587501098944944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116559600682474724</id><published>2006-12-08T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:40:06.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>After taking a week or two off from this little contest, it's back!!!  Here's this week's line(s):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She makes me nervous and makes me scared&lt;br /&gt;But I feel so good if I just say the word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know it?  Email your answer (title and artist) to me &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116559600682474724?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116559600682474724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116559600682474724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116559600682474724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116559600682474724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/80s-mystery-song-lyric.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116555733649619568</id><published>2006-12-07T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:55:36.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Weird Things About Me</title><content type='html'>I know.... Only six?  I'm only &lt;em&gt;listing&lt;/em&gt; six--there's not room for an exhaustive list.  I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://aprilsjo.blogspot.com"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; which was a tricky (and successful) way of getting me to post something.  So where do we start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I hate to dress up--unless it's to really dress up.  Give me jeans or an evening gown, nothing in between.&lt;br /&gt;2.  I studied computer science in college and loved every moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Along those lines... as a kid I loved math and thought that it might be hard to get a job using math because everyone would want that kind of job.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Instead of putting on a sweatshirt, I've wrapped a blanket around my shoulders to keep me warm because it seems cozier, even though it makes it hard to type.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I can write backwards (mirror-image) almost as fast as I can write forward.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I love wrapping Christmas presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder if what seems weird to me is what seems weird to others.  What do you think?  Do I qualify as weird?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116555733649619568?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116555733649619568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116555733649619568' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116555733649619568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116555733649619568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/12/6-weird-things-about-me.html' title='6 Weird Things About Me'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116423808192055177</id><published>2006-11-22T14:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:28:02.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>I just gave up looking for a list I made a few years back.  If I had found it, I would have published it here.  It was a list of things I was thankful for.  A long list.  Several (nine, I think) Thanksgivings ago I casually mentioned to my newlywed husband that I thought I might try to list a thousand things I was thankful for before the holiday arrived.  (It's always been important to me to celebrate the meaning of each holiday in some personal way, not just focus on the fluffy stuff.)  Probably in an attempt to save me some disappointment, my sweet husband (who knows me better now) told me that I wouldn't be able to make a list that long.  Instantly I had a challenge that I had to conquer.  I found a fresh legal pad and started writing.  Page after page I wrote.  Day after day I wrote.  I'm not quite sure if I made it to 1000 or not but I know I had at least hundreds of things listed.  I thought it would be neat to find that list and read over it.  (And count it of course.)  In the past nine years I have only accumulated more reasons to be thankful so I should be able to make the 1000 if I hadn't already.  Maybe I'll have to start over.  Should I go for 2000 this time?  (Just kidding Sweetie!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!  Don't forget to take a moment yourself during what might be a very busy Thanksgiving day and consider what a long list you could write as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116423808192055177?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116423808192055177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116423808192055177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116423808192055177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116423808192055177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/11/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116403765829319239</id><published>2006-11-20T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T07:47:38.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>Andy Beltz!!!  Congrats Andy--your 80's music knowledge paid off!  Well, not in the sense that you actually win anything...  This week's line was from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A-ha"&gt;a-ha's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/A-ha%20Lyrics/Take%20On%20Me%20Lyrics.html"&gt;Take On Me&lt;/a&gt;, a definite 80's classic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116403765829319239?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116403765829319239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116403765829319239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116403765829319239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116403765829319239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-winner-is_20.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116379140948914761</id><published>2006-11-17T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:23:29.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Let's see if this week's contest goes better than &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/11/80s-mystery-song-lyric.html"&gt;last week's&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So needless to say I'm odds and ends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But that's me, stumbling away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know it?  &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; the title and artist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116379140948914761?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116379140948914761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116379140948914761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116379140948914761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116379140948914761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/11/80s-mystery-song-lyric_17.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116356921478586288</id><published>2006-11-14T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T21:40:14.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Last Week</title><content type='html'>I have really had trouble keeping up on the blogging! Mostly I just haven't had anything to say. (Which is an excuse even I don't believe.) This last week has been a little crazy: Last Tuesday afternooon my one-year-old daughter woke up early from her nap crying. I went in to see what was up and she was fine. I hugged her and laid her back down. About 20 minutes later more crying and I open the door to find--well, not a pretty sight. She was sick and I had a huge mess to clean up. My &lt;a href="http://cjbheard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fresno sister&lt;/a&gt; was supposed to be over at any minute with her newborn and my &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;SoCal sister&lt;/a&gt; was about 30 minutes away from my house coming to visit with her baby boy. The 48-hour sister-fest I had planned on enjoying was suddenly replaced by a week of cancelled plans, staying home, and wondering who was going to be sick next. I am very glad to be well again. Spending an afternoon with stomach pains so bad you are hoping you throw up makes you appreciate your health once it's back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans cancelled:&lt;br /&gt;- Playing with nephews&lt;br /&gt;- Staying up late with sisters&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner out with sisters, mom, and families&lt;br /&gt;- Baking Christmas cookies with sisters&lt;br /&gt;- Choir practice (twice)&lt;br /&gt;- Bible study&lt;br /&gt;- Leading worship&lt;br /&gt;- Dessert event at church&lt;br /&gt;- Picnic at park with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sickness schedule:&lt;br /&gt;- Tuesday/Wednesday - baby girl&lt;br /&gt;- Thursday/Friday/Saturday - me&lt;br /&gt;- Saturday/Sunday - my boy&lt;br /&gt;- Monday/Tuesday/??? - my hubby (though he doesn't seem to be getting the worst of it)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116356921478586288?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116356921478586288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116356921478586288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116356921478586288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116356921478586288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-last-week_14.html' title='My Last Week'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116348310025070290</id><published>2006-11-13T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T21:45:00.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>...no one!  Want a second chance?  How about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dont worry 'bout nothing cause it wont take long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We're gonna put you in a trance with a funky song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you still don't know it, huh?  Really, I think some of you are afraid to own up to knowing the words to this New Kids On The Block song: &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/n/new+kids+on+the+block/hangin+tough_20099792.html"&gt;"Hangin' Tough"&lt;/a&gt;!  At 13 I never would have admitted to liking their music, but once my little sister finally stopped playing her Hangin' Tough cassette over and over, I did sheepishly ask to borrow it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116348310025070290?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116348310025070290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116348310025070290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116348310025070290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116348310025070290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116317292606732854</id><published>2006-11-10T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T07:35:26.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>I've got one for you this week!  Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't worry 'bout nothing cause it won't take long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;Email me&lt;/a&gt; the title and artist.  First one with the right answer wins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116317292606732854?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116317292606732854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116317292606732854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116317292606732854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116317292606732854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/11/80s-mystery-song-lyric.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116218941673640908</id><published>2006-10-29T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:23:37.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boasting in My Weaknesses</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/hungry-israelite-thinking.html"&gt;I wrote&lt;/a&gt; about my experience leading worship that particular week and I wanted to share another experience from the week before last.  One of the things I have been learning is how, when we allow Him, God works through us.  That doesn't sound so profound.  It's not that I didn't already know this, I just hadn't experienced it to this degree before.  Normally our worship team rehearses on Tuesday and then Thursday morning we just sort of set up and warm up together--we don't have time to actually go through all the songs that morning.  On this particular week, one of our key members (everyone is key when there are only four of you) was scheduled to be out of town during our Tuesday rehearsal but back in plenty of time to play and sing on Thursday. Our reheasal time on Tuesday went a little shaky, but fine.  Thursday morning I arrived at church and our pianist was there but just barely: having just arrived in town the night before (instead of Tuesday night), with no luggage, and a sick kid at home.  She hadn't touched a piano for the past week, let alone practiced this week's music.  Not only that, but the first song we were playing I don't play on guitar so it's all her.  We got through the song after a rough start and the rest of the songs went pretty well.  I was content just to see God get us through without any major problems under the circumstances we had.  But I usually settle for less than God desires:  Over following week I received so much feedback on how meaningful of a worship time it had been to many of the women, with several people specifically noting that first song!  All I can say about this over and over is:  It is so much not about &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;.  It is &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much not about me.  I've always felt that I have to be doing my best in order for God to work through me the most.  Apparently it's not true.  As someone told me the other day, sometimes we just have to get out of the way to let God work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;my power is made perfect in weakness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."  Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me.  That is why, for Christ's sake, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in weaknesses, in insults, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;in difficulties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  For when I am weak, then I am strong.  2 Corinthians 12:9-10 (NIV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116218941673640908?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116218941673640908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116218941673640908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116218941673640908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116218941673640908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/boasting-in-my-weaknesses.html' title='Boasting in My Weaknesses'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116218428301457996</id><published>2006-10-29T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T20:58:03.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>April, who recognized this week's line from &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/m/michael+jackson/we+are+the+world_20092859.html"&gt;"We Are the World"&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/USA_for_Africa"&gt;USA for Africa&lt;/a&gt;.  Now who doesn't remember that song?  I remember feeling like I was changing the world just by singing along!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116218428301457996?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116218428301457996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116218428301457996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116218428301457996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116218428301457996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-winner-is_29.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116198573284959252</id><published>2006-10-27T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T14:48:52.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Here's this week's line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are the ones who make a brighter day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email your answer &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@comcast.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116198573284959252?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116198573284959252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116198573284959252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116198573284959252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116198573284959252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/80s-mystery-song-lyric_27.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116166662338053074</id><published>2006-10-23T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:10:23.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's End</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since my last post.  I apologize about skipping Mystery Lyric Friday.  I'll try harder this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while back, &lt;a href="http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/05/barefoot-summers.html"&gt;I wrote about summer&lt;/a&gt; and how I love summertime and going barefoot.  Now the hot weather has turned to only warm.  The inflatable pool is deflated and in its place is a big muddy spot in the middle of the back lawn.  Pumpkins, scarecrows, and gigantic inflatable spiders are popping up in people's front yards.  While I love the weather turning cool as much as I love it turning hot, there is something definitely bittersweet about fall.  Maybe it's because I know that short days with foggy weather is ahead.  But I'm dragging summer out as long as I can.  The time doesn't change for another week so we still have sunlit evenings.  For the past several weeks, my family and I have been walking a lot in the evenings, often to a restaurant for dinner, sometimes up the road to Starbuck's.  Tonight we stayed home.  We barbecued some burgers while the sun was just getting ready to set, made some fresh guacomole, and peeled a mandarin orange picked from my mother-in-law's tree this weekend.  In what other time and place do you get to enjoy an end-of-summer barbecue with fresh, ripe citrus fruit?  I know it won't be long until I'll have to live like summer is gone, but you'll have to drag me kicking and screaming and barefoot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116166662338053074?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116166662338053074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116166662338053074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116166662338053074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116166662338053074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/summers-end.html' title='Summer&apos;s End'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116094531549801763</id><published>2006-10-15T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:48:35.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>My sister &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt;!  She was one of many who correctly answered &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C%2BC_Music_Factory"&gt;C+C Music Factory&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lyrics007.com/C&amp;C%20Music%20Factory%20Lyrics/Gonna%20Make%20You%20Sweat%20(Everybody%20Dance%20Now)%20Lyrics.html"&gt;"Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)"&lt;/a&gt;.  I am sure that those of you who missed this one thought it was this song but also knew this song wasn't released until Dec. 1990--and that's why you didn't submit your answer.  Right?  Well, I did poor research up front, thinking I saw the release was in 1989 but apparently it wasn't until 1990.  Sorry about that.  But based on the responses I got, maybe I need to do a 1990's mystery lyric every week...  Hmm...  Personally, I don't consider the 90's a period of great music.  Then again, a lot of my favorite songs are great music either!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116094531549801763?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116094531549801763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116094531549801763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116094531549801763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116094531549801763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-winner-is_15.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116077409861195851</id><published>2006-10-13T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T14:14:58.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Here it is--this week's lyric.  Maybe a little different than usual.  I'm not sure if it's harder or easier though.  &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;Mail me&lt;/a&gt; the title and artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jump to the rhythm jump jump to the rhythm jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116077409861195851?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116077409861195851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116077409861195851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116077409861195851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116077409861195851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/80s-mystery-song-lyric_13.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116019234278440325</id><published>2006-10-06T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:39:02.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>April!  April correctly recognized the line from Culture Club's "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karma_Chameleon"&gt;Karma Chameleon&lt;/a&gt;" and has been singing it ever since!  Read all the lyrics &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/c/culture+club/karma+chameleon_20034651.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or watch the video &lt;a href="http://www.hotget.com/videocode/Culture_Club-Karma_Chameleon--2138.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116019234278440325?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116019234278440325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116019234278440325' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116019234278440325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116019234278440325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-116014633089863459</id><published>2006-10-06T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T07:52:10.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Loving would be easy if your colors were like my dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send your answer (song and artist) to &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll post the answer and the winner later on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-116014633089863459?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/116014633089863459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=116014633089863459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116014633089863459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/116014633089863459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/80s-mystery-song-lyric.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115993706059734488</id><published>2006-10-03T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:44:20.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hangin' Out at the Chord House</title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to mention a useful site I found quite a while ago.  If you play guitar or piano at all, check it out.  It's the &lt;a href="http://looknohands.com"&gt;looknohands.com chord house&lt;/a&gt;.  Enter the Guitar Room (or Piano Room if that's your thing) and select the chord you want to learn about.  It shows you the fingering, the notes you're playing, and let's you hear what it sounds like.  You can even add multiple chords to a list and then have it play through the list.  And this seems to be a pretty exhaustive list of chords (unlike some of the other references I've found), including different options for the same chord.  The Advanced Guitar Room lets you do the same for alternative tunings and includes scales as well.  (I stick to the Easy Room.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, on occasion, I've even used this site backwards:  I'm playing a chord, but I don't know exactly what chord it is.  It's pretty quick and easy to go through the list (especially if I know it's some type of E chord for instance) and find the one that matches the fingering I'm using.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115993706059734488?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115993706059734488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115993706059734488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115993706059734488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115993706059734488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/hangin-out-at-chord-house.html' title='Hangin&apos; Out at the Chord House'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115985126514759079</id><published>2006-10-02T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T21:54:25.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Student Again!</title><content type='html'>I haven't been a student for almost 10 years but here I am in school again.  I am enrolled in &lt;a href="http://www.ncbcweb.org/schoolofwomensministry/"&gt;The School of Women's Ministries&lt;/a&gt;.  It's set up as a two year certificate program with six all-day sessions over the two year period.  The first session was Saturday.  It was really good and I am looking forward to more.  I have some reading and writing to do over the next few months before the next session and I thought I might use the blog to occasionally share what I'm learning an maybe even as a springboard for some of the writing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know:  I never liked reading and writing throughout school.  I did it, and I did it fairly well, I just didn't like it.  It's just been in the last few years that I have developed a love for reading.  (I'm really glad because it fits well with my love of books--finally I'm actually reading the books I buy!)  I've always avoiding writing.  I really don't know why--I think it's because I get overwhelmed trying to organize all my thoughts.  That, and research for writing normally requires reading.  But I think I will be okay with it now.  I may actually enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115985126514759079?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115985126514759079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115985126514759079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115985126514759079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115985126514759079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-student-again.html' title='I&apos;m a Student Again!'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115959210226487515</id><published>2006-09-29T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:55:02.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>TraciHux!!!  Congratulations Traci for knowing this week's line was from John Cougar Mellencamp's "R-O-C-K in the USA".  Read the lyrics for the whole song &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdepot.com/john-cougar-mellencamp/rock-in-the-usa.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115959210226487515?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115959210226487515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115959210226487515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115959210226487515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115959210226487515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-winner-is_29.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115956093794878248</id><published>2006-09-29T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T13:15:37.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Back - 80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Back by popular demand, the mystery song lyric of the week!  Read the line(s) below and be the first to correctly identify the which 80's song and artist it's from!  &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@sbcglobal.net"&gt;Email your answer to me&lt;/a&gt; and I'll post the correct answer and winner later on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They come from the cities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And they come from the smaller towns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115956093794878248?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115956093794878248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115956093794878248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115956093794878248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115956093794878248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-back-80s-mystery-song-lyric.html' title='It&apos;s Back - 80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115951000312389990</id><published>2006-09-28T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:06:46.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry-Israelite Thinking</title><content type='html'>Shortly after God led the Israelites out of slavery in Egypt, they started complaining that life was better back in slavery than on their way to the promised land.  Every time I read this I think how ridiculous these people are.  They just witnessed God instantaneously starting and stopping all these plagues in response to Pharoah's actions.  They just saw Him hold back tons of water so they could cross a sea only to see the waters suddenly released to swallow up their pursuers.  And at that time they praised God for doing these things.  But a few weeks later we find them grumbling in hunger: "If only we had died by the Lord's hand in Egypt!".  How fickle!  Where's their faith?  Don't they remember what God did?  Don't they know what God is doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my usual thoughts about the Israelites.  Today I'm not quite as harsh on them.  The last couple of weeks, anyone who cared (and some who didn't) listened to me go on about how excited I am to be leading worship for my Bible study and how God has been using that to strengthen my faith, to trust Him more, to pray more, and on and on.  He has made Himself so evident to me in so many little ways, it has been amazing.  And, the worship times have been going amazingly great.  Well, today's worship time was a little off--nothing went wrong, it just wasn't amazing, like the last few weeks have been.  That's all it took for me, like the Israelites wanting to go back to Egypt to die because of a little hunger, all day I've been battling these thoughts about how terrible today went (it wasn't terrible)  and how ridiculous it is for me to be doing this (I know this is where God wants me).  Occasionally I remember my excitement from just yesterday.  That helps.  Then I realized that I was acting like the Israelites in the desert.  How fickle!  Where's my faith?  Don't I remember what God did?  Don't I know what God is doing?  No, I don't always know what God is doing, but I do remember what He did.  And I'm going to have to operate on that, not on my irrational hungry-Israelite thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115951000312389990?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115951000312389990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115951000312389990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115951000312389990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115951000312389990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/hungry-israelite-thinking.html' title='Hungry-Israelite Thinking'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115933477662472441</id><published>2006-09-26T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:26:16.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Husband's Poetry</title><content type='html'>Usually I reserve this blog for my own writing but tonight I make an exception.  My dear husband who gave me my shiny new iPod (on which I'm currently listening to &lt;a href="http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playlistId=5356260&amp;s=143441&amp;amp;i=5356240"&gt;Relient K "For the Moments I Feel Faint"&lt;/a&gt;--great song) accompanied the gift with a card with a cute inscription that I publish here with his permission.  I hope you get as good a chuckle from it as I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you wish the sun to stop its shining, and this would bring you delight, then I shall take hold of it, and fight with all my strength 'till it succumbs to my might.  If a single flower should curl but the corner of thy mouth into a smile then I shall search to the ends of the earth and give you enough to strethch a mile.  If this gift should be what you desire and it will bring you joy, then I shall go to Amazon.com and click buttons as they have never been clicked before and choose super saver shipping to have it delivered to thy door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115933477662472441?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115933477662472441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115933477662472441' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115933477662472441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115933477662472441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-husbands-poetry.html' title='My Husband&apos;s Poetry'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115922078694682225</id><published>2006-09-25T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T14:46:27.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time, No Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I thought I was going to start posting more often once I got into a normal routine with all sorts of stuff starting up for the fall.  I actually did pretty well for about a week... and then dropped the ball.  Well, let's try again.  Here's a sampling of what I've been up to:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's football season and that means one thing:  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fantasy Football&lt;/span&gt;!  Watching football is just more interesting to me if I have some personal stake in it.  This is my family's second year of having our own little Fantasy League (through &lt;a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/"&gt;Yahoo! Sports&lt;/a&gt;).  I'm ranked 4 of 8 right now but should be moving up after tonight's game!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;leading worship&lt;/span&gt; for the Women's Bible study I attend.  Between picking out songs, practicing guitar, practicing with my team (one on piano plus two more vocalists), and then other setup type of things, this has been keeping me pretty busy--but I am having an absolute blast doing it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been keeping up on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;house-cleaning&lt;/span&gt; a little better than usual--though there's always more to be done!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New to my small but growing collection of electronic gadgets: a black &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/ipodnano/"&gt;iPod nano&lt;/a&gt;.  I've been &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;loading music&lt;/span&gt; on there and, of course, listening as well!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115922078694682225?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115922078694682225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115922078694682225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115922078694682225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115922078694682225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-time-no-blog.html' title='Long Time, No Blog'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115803473635919285</id><published>2006-09-11T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T21:18:56.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Words</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged again!  I love this stuff.  This one's a word association thing.  Here are the five words I was given (by April) and the first words that came to my mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar - strum&lt;br /&gt;Paper - shred&lt;br /&gt;Laundry - basket&lt;br /&gt;Shoe - repair (though I've never had a shoe repaired!)&lt;br /&gt;Slap - face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tag &lt;a href="http://www.patamo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pat&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nolessthanfive.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jules&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt;.  Here are your five words:&lt;br /&gt;Pear&lt;br /&gt;Beyond&lt;br /&gt;Blue&lt;br /&gt;Calculator&lt;br /&gt;Shrub&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115803473635919285?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115803473635919285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115803473635919285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115803473635919285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115803473635919285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/5-words.html' title='5 Words'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115800608073041382</id><published>2006-09-11T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T13:21:20.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WWII Correspondence</title><content type='html'>Here's something you'll want to read.  I can say that confidently because I'm about the least likely to enjoy this sort of thing, and, yet, I can't get enough.  &lt;a href="http://www.carlschaad.com/blog_bio.htm"&gt;Carl Schaad&lt;/a&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.carlschaad.com/blog/"&gt;Blog Hero&lt;/a&gt; has been posting a set of letters from WWII one by one.  Each personal letter is written to a man named Charles and signed Margaret.  You can read all about how he found the letters &lt;a href="http://www.carlschaad.com/blog/2006/09/dearest_charles.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Then catch up by reading the first few &lt;a href="http://www.carlschaad.com/blog/dearest_charles/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  (Scroll to the bottom to read the first one first!)  He's posting one a day and there are 31.  I've never cared for "history", but it is beyond interesting to me to read about individual people who lived in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115800608073041382?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115800608073041382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115800608073041382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115800608073041382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115800608073041382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/wwii-correspondence.html' title='WWII Correspondence'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115760178977202866</id><published>2006-09-06T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T21:03:09.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Number Fun</title><content type='html'>Over at &lt;a href="http://blog.sciencenews.org/"&gt;Math Trek&lt;/a&gt; I read about this &lt;a href="http://www.tanyakhovanova.com/Numbers/index.html"&gt;Number Gossip&lt;/a&gt; site.  You can enter your favorite number(you do have a favorite number, don't you?), up to 10000, and find out all the properties about that number.  There are all these &lt;a href="http://www.tanyakhovanova.com/Numbers/numbers.html"&gt;properties&lt;/a&gt; that I'd never heard of before tonight, most of them with names that peak your curiosity:  &lt;a href="http://www.tanyakhovanova.com/Numbers/numbers.html#happy"&gt;happy&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tanyakhovanova.com/Numbers/numbers.html#hungry"&gt;hungry&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tanyakhovanova.com/Numbers/numbers.html#lazy%20caterer"&gt;lazy caterer&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.tanyakhovanova.com/Numbers/numbers.html#apocalyptic%20powers"&gt;apocolyptic powers&lt;/a&gt; to name a few.  Fortunately, they are all defined so you can figure out how to calculate the properties of all your favorite numbers greater than 10000 on your own!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115760178977202866?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115760178977202866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115760178977202866' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115760178977202866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115760178977202866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/number-fun.html' title='Number Fun'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115751657424006131</id><published>2006-09-05T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T21:22:54.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask A Ninja - "Summer Jobs"</title><content type='html'>Upon occasion, I visit &lt;a href="http://askaninja.com"&gt;askaninja.com&lt;/a&gt;. I love this stuff. If you haven't seen any of them before check this one out. I can't get enough of this--it's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q94XTQWWL1M" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115751657424006131?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115751657424006131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115751657424006131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115751657424006131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115751657424006131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/ask-ninja-summer-jobs.html' title='Ask A Ninja - &quot;Summer Jobs&quot;'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115749779968686082</id><published>2006-09-05T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T16:10:00.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Party!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had a construction-themed birthday party for my now-three-year-old. It was first shot at planning a kids' party where the birthday boy and guests actually understand what's going on. I'm really against the whole invite-every-kid-your-child-knows, impress-the-kids'-parents, rent-a-bounce-house-clown-ice-cream-truck-marching-band kind of party for a three year old child. I loved the simple birthday parties I had growing up and want to make the same kind of memories for my children.  So I decided on making it a construction party since my boy loves tools, and my husband and I had a great time coming up with names for the food and decoration ideas.  We went to more effort than I had planned on, but not overboard.  Everyone there had a great time including me.  Here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3660/979/320/IMG_5112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three three-year-olds.  (Birthday boy on right.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3660/979/320/IMG_5098.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tool "tattoos"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3660/979/320/IMG_5115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Build-your-own hotdogs&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3660/979/320/IMG_5139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dirt cake (which is neither dirt, nor cake)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115749779968686082?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115749779968686082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115749779968686082' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115749779968686082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115749779968686082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-party.html' title='It&apos;s a Party!'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115742641865769170</id><published>2006-09-04T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:20:18.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://aprilsjo.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt; again!!!  I also give an honorable mention to my sister &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt; who, in the past, has commented that she never gets any of the lyrics but would if I posted a line from this song.  Both girls recognized the mystery line was from &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsfreak.com/s/starship/we+built+this+city_20129679.html"&gt;"We Built This City"&lt;/a&gt; by Starship, once voted the &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/life/music/news/2004-04-18-worst-songs_x.htm"&gt;worst song&lt;/a&gt; of all time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115742641865769170?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115742641865769170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115742641865769170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115742641865769170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115742641865769170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115715094346184297</id><published>2006-09-01T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T15:49:03.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>80's Mystery Song Lyric</title><content type='html'>Okay, I can't miss two weeks in a row.  So here's this week's lyric, as late as it may be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Say you don't know me or recognize my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Email your answer (title and artist) &lt;a href="mailto:sara_kay@comcast.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll post the answer and winner later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115715094346184297?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115715094346184297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115715094346184297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115715094346184297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115715094346184297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/09/80s-mystery-song-lyric.html' title='80&apos;s Mystery Song Lyric'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115691204270535117</id><published>2006-08-29T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T21:27:23.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag! I'm it!</title><content type='html'>You can thank Jules for giving me something interesting(?) to post about. She tagged me after being tagged twice. So she double-tagged me! By the way, thank you Jules, I've always wanted to be tagged! It's a dream come true! So here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One book that changed your life:&lt;br /&gt;The Grace Awakening, by Charles Swindoll&lt;br /&gt;One book that you've read &lt;del&gt;more than once&lt;/del&gt; 856 times:&lt;br /&gt;Brown Bear, Brown Bear What Do You See, by Bill Martin Jr. and Eric Carle&lt;br /&gt;One book that you’d want on a desert island:&lt;br /&gt;A matchbook! Ha ha ha! (Sorry, I couldn’t pass that up.)&lt;br /&gt;One book that made you laugh:&lt;br /&gt;The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, by Douglas Adams&lt;br /&gt;One book that made you cry:&lt;br /&gt;Guess How Much I Love You, by Sam Mcbratney and Anita Jeram&lt;br /&gt;One book that you wish had been written:&lt;br /&gt;Don't know!&lt;br /&gt;One book you couldn’t put down:&lt;br /&gt;The Three Musketeers, by Alexandre Dumas&lt;br /&gt;One book you are currently reading:&lt;br /&gt;Revolution in World Missions, by K.P. Yohannan&lt;br /&gt;When a Woman Discovers Her Dream, by Cindi McMenamin&lt;br /&gt;What’s So Spiritual About Your Gifts, by Henry and Mel Blackaby&lt;br /&gt;One book you've been meaning to read:&lt;br /&gt;Birthright: Christian, Do You Know Who You Are?, by David Needham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things In My Purse:&lt;br /&gt;My top 5 (meaning the things that are literally on top right now): pen, phone, sunglasses, Tic Tacs, library card&lt;br /&gt;5 Things in my closet:&lt;br /&gt;For fun I’m choosing the closet we use for storage: maternity clothes, wrapping paper, my Mom’s Christmas present (first time I’ve started Christmas shopping so early!), cameras and accessories, gift bags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;del&gt;5&lt;/del&gt; 26 Things in my vehicle:&lt;br /&gt;24 animals, 1 Noah, 1 ark (empty)&lt;br /&gt;5 Things in my freezer:&lt;br /&gt;leftover oatmeal cake (from my birthday), a lasagna (just in case), brown ‘n’ serve sausage, pine nuts (last much longer stored there), purple hippo Boo Boo Buddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now it's my turn to tag someone.  Hmmm...  That requires readers....  Readers that have blogs....  Readers that have blogs AND haven't already answered these questions...  This is getting tough!  So, I'll tag &lt;a href="http://blog.nerdfamily.com/"&gt;NerdMom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://blog.nerdfamily.com/"&gt;NerdDad &lt;/a&gt;(can't wait to find out what's in your purse), and my blogging sisters &lt;a href="http://thebarberfam.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheri&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://cjbheard.blogspot.com/"&gt;Joleen&lt;/a&gt; (new to the world of blogging as of today!).  I can't wait to read your answers to the same questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115691204270535117?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115691204270535117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115691204270535117' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115691204270535117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115691204270535117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/08/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag! I&apos;m it!'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11861462.post-115628082430065992</id><published>2006-08-22T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T14:07:04.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>... &lt;a href="http://aprilsjo.blogspot.com/"&gt;April&lt;/a&gt;!  Congrats April for recognizing the line from "Walking on Sunshine" by Katrina and the Waves!!!  Read the entire song &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdownload.com/katrina-andamp--the-waves-walking-on-sunshine-lyrics.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11861462-115628082430065992?l=saraedwards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/feeds/115628082430065992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11861462&amp;postID=115628082430065992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115628082430065992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11861462/posts/default/115628082430065992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saraedwards.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-winner-is_22.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>Sara Edwards</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09607787834226702768</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NNFpgoWcdeE/TGMP1OSi-QI/AAAAAAAAAKA/1pe6CTgKIJs/S220/Profile+Pic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
