<?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-3183247686480570840</id><updated>2012-01-31T23:11:22.477-05:00</updated><category term='things people say'/><category term='charlestown'/><category term='design'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='guest post'/><category term='photograph love.'/><category term='love'/><category term='color'/><title type='text'>make lemonade.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>368</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2465035301900477173</id><published>2011-07-26T19:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T19:07:25.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>under construction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tySlHU1BosI/Ti9HCzAoqwI/AAAAAAAABf8/PjNAot-7a4E/s1600/uc.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tySlHU1BosI/Ti9HCzAoqwI/AAAAAAAABf8/PjNAot-7a4E/s1600/uc.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well. that pretty much says it all. i've given this little piece of the internet a lot of thought , but not a lot of action, lately. likewise, the exact same statement can be made for my life. so allow me to take a break. i'm removing myself for a while in order to really focus on what i want and need out of myself. not out of life. out of&lt;i&gt; myself. &lt;/i&gt;how can i better myself in a way that betters the world? what can i do today, right now, that is going to make a difference. now, i'm not talking about curing cancer here. i'm not even talking about anything of real substance. what i'm talking about is smiling. yes, &lt;i&gt;practicing&lt;/i&gt; smiling. because i've found myself doing a lot less of it lately, and i don't like that. i'm taking some time off from this space, from facebook {because i really do loath it}, and really from pretty much anyone and everyone that i dont need to be in contact with on a daily basis. i'm going to clean out my head {and my house, because lets be honest, i've been in a funk and my laundry pile has too}, i'm going to drink a lot of water, i'm going to take walks, and naps, listen to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aAJfhZamFmo"&gt;my happy music&lt;/a&gt;, and work out, and practice yoga, and read, and &lt;b&gt;run&lt;/b&gt;, and just be me. i hope you understand. and i'll leave you with this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;"never mind searching for who you are,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;search instead for who you aspire to be." &lt;/span&gt;- robert brault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3183247686480570840-2465035301900477173?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2465035301900477173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2465035301900477173&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2465035301900477173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2465035301900477173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/07/well.html' title='under construction.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tySlHU1BosI/Ti9HCzAoqwI/AAAAAAAABf8/PjNAot-7a4E/s72-c/uc.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-6980347892888773034</id><published>2011-07-08T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T11:42:22.577-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my actual life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGk4iOWArvw/Thck0jRjvXI/AAAAAAAABf4/QfyUF6aKmvk/s1600/life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGk4iOWArvw/Thck0jRjvXI/AAAAAAAABf4/QfyUF6aKmvk/s1600/life.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/59141448/"&gt;{image.}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;except i might come back someday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-6980347892888773034?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/6980347892888773034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mGk4iOWArvw/Thck0jRjvXI/AAAAAAAABf4/QfyUF6aKmvk/s72-c/life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-108150547569775</id><published>2011-07-07T11:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T11:21:55.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hopeless romantics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"we're a band of thieves, us hopeless romantics. stealing the world of all its very best love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- &lt;a href="http://or-so-i-feel.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-bench-in-park.html"&gt;meg fee.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-108150547569775?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/108150547569775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=108150547569775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/108150547569775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/108150547569775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/07/hopeless-romantics.html' title='hopeless romantics.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1361611924869693472</id><published>2011-07-07T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T10:46:16.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes i want a puppy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CvivVJyaojo/ThW612wCpkI/AAAAAAAABfo/yzvZpTeJLh0/s1600/great+dane1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CvivVJyaojo/ThW612wCpkI/AAAAAAAABfo/yzvZpTeJLh0/s640/great+dane1.jpg" width="446" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgl4xu5rYHo/ThW62zDuz9I/AAAAAAAABfs/jc6USUndKOk/s1600/great+dane2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fgl4xu5rYHo/ThW62zDuz9I/AAAAAAAABfs/jc6USUndKOk/s640/great+dane2.jpg" width="428" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-To7VVhqMmjQ/ThW637tYwhI/AAAAAAAABfw/P03HK_DBf6E/s1600/great+dane3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-To7VVhqMmjQ/ThW637tYwhI/AAAAAAAABfw/P03HK_DBf6E/s640/great+dane3.jpg" width="592" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_i97rxr73g/ThW64cxMv0I/AAAAAAAABf0/7Ftg4QDT0Lc/s1600/great+dane4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="582" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q_i97rxr73g/ThW64cxMv0I/AAAAAAAABf0/7Ftg4QDT0Lc/s640/great+dane4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but mostly i just want J to want a puppy so that i do not have to actually take care of him, or bathe him, or train him, assuming it would be a him. {Lord knows i'm not great at any of those things}. but more importantly i want J to want a great dane. {and Lord knows that wont ever happen}. so now i'm stuck wishing and wanting and playing with puppies of others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weheartit.com/"&gt;{images.}&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1361611924869693472?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1361611924869693472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1361611924869693472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1361611924869693472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1361611924869693472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/07/sometimes-i-want-puppy.html' title='sometimes i want a puppy.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CvivVJyaojo/ThW612wCpkI/AAAAAAAABfo/yzvZpTeJLh0/s72-c/great+dane1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3472952616247931382</id><published>2011-07-04T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T16:51:58.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>red, white, and blue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0FHkubWw0Y/ThInLDN5FHI/AAAAAAAABfk/MZmgywMaoAE/s1600/july.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0FHkubWw0Y/ThInLDN5FHI/AAAAAAAABfk/MZmgywMaoAE/s1600/july.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://prettystuff.tumblr.com/"&gt;image.&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm not in the states for the fourth.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and lets just say i'm not too happy about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will, however, be attending a fireworks show at the &lt;a href="http://www.fourseasons.com/nevis/"&gt;Four Seasons&lt;/a&gt; tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i've been eating my weight in watermelon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in a small way, it's making me feel better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3472952616247931382?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3472952616247931382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3472952616247931382&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3472952616247931382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3472952616247931382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/07/red-white-and-blue.html' title='red, white, and blue.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d0FHkubWw0Y/ThInLDN5FHI/AAAAAAAABfk/MZmgywMaoAE/s72-c/july.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2177659571173238128</id><published>2011-07-03T14:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T14:43:00.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the vow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/7JoXHO3ceUY" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh dear lord.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't wait for this film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2177659571173238128?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2177659571173238128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2177659571173238128&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2177659571173238128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2177659571173238128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/07/vow.html' title='the vow.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/7JoXHO3ceUY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3085083745397856335</id><published>2011-07-02T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T14:52:46.328-04:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday, mommy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_5imGe2l1wU/Tg9n3mVBgbI/AAAAAAAABfI/qiPgt2XZTvQ/s1600/sunflowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_5imGe2l1wU/Tg9n3mVBgbI/AAAAAAAABfI/qiPgt2XZTvQ/s640/sunflowers.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as you know, i ordered you flowers. but i just now got the email that they wont be delivered today. and then i canceled them. and then i cried because i wont be there, and neither will the flowers. and i miss you a lot. *breathe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've decided that from now on {after this year} even if i can't make it home for Christmas, or won't be there for Thanksgiving, or for my birthday, or Mother's Day, or any other day of the whole damn year.. i'm going to be there for your birthday. because it happens to be two days before the 4th of July, and the combination of the two days make for the best and most happy weekend of the year. i promise that next year you'll get hand delivered flowers. from me. personally. have the most wonderful day. i loved hearing your voice! xoxo ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3085083745397856335?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_5imGe2l1wU/Tg9n3mVBgbI/AAAAAAAABfI/qiPgt2XZTvQ/s72-c/sunflowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4685120150084333764</id><published>2011-07-02T12:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T12:02:40.279-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photograph love.'/><title type='text'>benj haisch photography.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm starting a new series.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it'll feature photographers i admire and a few select photos. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;simple, and quite wonderful to look at.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hope you enjoy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNb_uqTQr_0/Tg9ApkWIZnI/AAAAAAAABe4/qM3eVzniJHw/s1600/benjhaish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wNb_uqTQr_0/Tg9ApkWIZnI/AAAAAAAABe4/qM3eVzniJHw/s640/benjhaish.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hG_hwbib2iM/Tg9AqdrcZPI/AAAAAAAABe8/UD4H_8gbmGw/s1600/benjhaish2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hG_hwbib2iM/Tg9AqdrcZPI/AAAAAAAABe8/UD4H_8gbmGw/s640/benjhaish2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4685120150084333764?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4685120150084333764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4685120150084333764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4685120150084333764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4685120150084333764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/07/benj-haisch-photography.html' title='benj haisch 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style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZlbCLkG4EI/TgyudLlVg5I/AAAAAAAABew/WoMC1MQoDgQ/s640/looooove.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3pImYNshSQ/TgyuejDGMjI/AAAAAAAABe0/rMAw2sJsx2c/s1600/love+me.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K3pImYNshSQ/TgyuejDGMjI/AAAAAAAABe0/rMAw2sJsx2c/s640/love+me.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sharberry"&gt;pinterest.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5415369742434808894?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5415369742434808894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5415369742434808894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5415369742434808894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5415369742434808894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/07/until-my-heart-stops.html' title='until my heart stops.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ZlbCLkG4EI/TgyudLlVg5I/AAAAAAAABew/WoMC1MQoDgQ/s72-c/looooove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-7643670474358833093</id><published>2011-06-30T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T13:05:12.985-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hello?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is anyone there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its me...the worst blogger in the whole blog world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know, i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;where the heck have i been, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or do you even care? because i don't really care to explain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there. thats all you get.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know, i'm absolutely terrible.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you know what isn't terrible?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://citywiderodeo.wordpress.com/2011/06/27/i-hate-myself-in-advance-for-this-but-its-a-present-for-my-lady-love/"&gt;alex.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;laughing cow cheese on rice cakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sharberry"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQNknNX7HoA"&gt;not california&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mimosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;being tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the word &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;babies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;cream cheese and coffee ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rji7Mo7ehxE/TgysgCDcTEI/AAAAAAAABes/vbkyT3tuRbk/s1600/free.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rji7Mo7ehxE/TgysgCDcTEI/AAAAAAAABes/vbkyT3tuRbk/s640/free.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway.. thats all i've got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but its better than nothing, yes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-7643670474358833093?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/7643670474358833093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=7643670474358833093&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7643670474358833093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7643670474358833093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/06/hello.html' title='hello?'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rji7Mo7ehxE/TgysgCDcTEI/AAAAAAAABes/vbkyT3tuRbk/s72-c/free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-6059448010183442835</id><published>2011-05-30T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T11:13:22.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>green shutters.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TGPzvc_hUk/TeOzeBHhOWI/AAAAAAAABeo/OBN59odQ4ic/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1TGPzvc_hUk/TeOzeBHhOWI/AAAAAAAABeo/OBN59odQ4ic/s640/004.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-6059448010183442835?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/6059448010183442835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=6059448010183442835&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3072463345446951952</id><published>2011-05-30T11:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T11:07:55.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i think something is wrong with my fridge.</title><content type='html'>or maybe i just take too long to eat things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, its sad. because i was so excited to eat my {very late} breakfast and be healthy and let it digest before i went and worked out. and then? it didn't taste so good. i got about 3 bites of cottage cheese choked down and managed to finish the yellow peppers, but they were not as fresh and lovely as they normally are. disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmGMa9d_t-A/TeOxXVf11VI/AAAAAAAABec/tHqZ1e_hQeM/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmGMa9d_t-A/TeOxXVf11VI/AAAAAAAABec/tHqZ1e_hQeM/s640/010.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9B53i5TfC0/TeOxdB4-mYI/AAAAAAAABeg/S3usMByacLk/s1600/011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K9B53i5TfC0/TeOxdB4-mYI/AAAAAAAABeg/S3usMByacLk/s640/011.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIMittDfjSY/TeOxiKoi9yI/AAAAAAAABek/2pjk8GH-N8o/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SIMittDfjSY/TeOxiKoi9yI/AAAAAAAABek/2pjk8GH-N8o/s640/012.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. i refuse to waver. i will eat healthy. and i will work out. and i will enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats how it works, right? you tell yourself you like something and then you do? no? dang. that always works with Maya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"sharlyn, do i like this?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"yes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;"YES. I LOVE THIS. I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT. I LOVE IT."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easiest. kid. ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3072463345446951952?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3072463345446951952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3072463345446951952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3072463345446951952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3072463345446951952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-think-something-is-wrong-with-my.html' title='i think something is wrong with my fridge.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmGMa9d_t-A/TeOxXVf11VI/AAAAAAAABec/tHqZ1e_hQeM/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3549859234174175447</id><published>2011-05-27T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T16:51:44.124-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a place to call my own.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its been a while since i've felt like i've had a space of my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;remember yesterday when i said there were quite a few perks to living at a hotel? that is not one of them. but finally, finally i have a place to call my own. a place only i have the key to. and a beautiful place at that. with its white walls. and its high blue-grey ceiling and matching floors. and its white cotton curtains that blow in the breeze. its perfect. absolutely perfect for me, right now, at this time in my life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and you guys, it has &lt;b&gt;the most amazing light.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;seriously, the most amazing light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;when i finish moving everything in and cleaning it top to bottom {man are construction sites dusty! eesh!} on sunday i'll show you some pictures. unless you follow me on &lt;a href="http://health-girl.tumblr.com/"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;, in which case, you've already got a peep show. i'm just so excited, i couldn't help myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;until then, i'll give you this picture that inspired the design of the kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiDys0xh7Mg/TeAB6PMKViI/AAAAAAAABeY/wTibnv7WfpM/s1600/kitchen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiDys0xh7Mg/TeAB6PMKViI/AAAAAAAABeY/wTibnv7WfpM/s640/kitchen.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: 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href="http://pinterest.com/sharberry/as-for-me-and-my-house/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3549859234174175447?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3549859234174175447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3549859234174175447&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3549859234174175447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3549859234174175447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/place-to-call-my-own.html' title='a place to call my own.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PiDys0xh7Mg/TeAB6PMKViI/AAAAAAAABeY/wTibnv7WfpM/s72-c/kitchen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4932342561432273928</id><published>2011-05-26T13:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T13:32:55.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"to wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i found the quote &lt;a href="http://peacelovebellavita.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. and i absolutely love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;it sort of encapsulates what i've been feeling lately in words i couldn't come up with on my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and i tried. trust me, i tried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;in fact, i've been trying to blog about where i'm at, at this pivotal point in my life, for quite some time now. and each time i sit down to type it out.. nothing. my friends, this has been going on for weeks. and i couldn't seem to blog about anything else either. but i'm back! and i missed you! and i think its about time i talk about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as you may or may not know, i live at a hotel. and let me tell you, it has its perks. one of my absolute favorite of perks {rivaled only by unlimited &lt;i&gt;free&lt;/i&gt; gourmet food and wine} is the incredible people i get to meet on a daily basis. truly amazing people. interesting people. traveled people. learned people. &lt;i&gt;generous&lt;/i&gt; people who invite me to come stay with them in their London flat or New York country home whenever i feel like it. i digress, not a cocktail hour goes by that i am not blown away by someone incredible. and their stories! oh, the stories. these people have all lived such amazing lives! and done some amazing things! and then i think.. what is my story.. will this time here be the most amazing thing i have to tell about? will i go home {or not} &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and get married and settle down in a pretty old house and raise my children and forever dream about the time i moved across the world to be an au pair for a family i'd never even met and fell in love with it, with all of it? or will their be more? will i move to yet another strange place and meet other interesting people? will i learn other languages? master yoga? learn to play an instrument? earn a degree? and often, in these intriguing conversations i'm asked those questions. until recently i've really been struggling with the answer. because truthfully, i don't know. i don't know what my next step is, or how long i'll be here, or where i'll move to when my time here has run out. i don't know if i want to go to school, or continue being a nanny, or try for children of my own {as my next step. this is not a question, i most definitely want children}. but finally, finally i have realized that that is just fine. perfectly fine, in fact. i don't need to have a plan right now. i don't need to know if i am going to go to school. and if so, for what. i don't need to know where i'll move next. or where i'll end up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;all i know is right now i'm enjoying myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm taking care of myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and i'm learning all about myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and that, i think, is a pretty amazing thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xwHJm_g0-3I/Td6MEuSycII/AAAAAAAABeQ/OZSxI_k8BUc/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xwHJm_g0-3I/Td6MEuSycII/AAAAAAAABeQ/OZSxI_k8BUc/s640/006.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4932342561432273928?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xwHJm_g0-3I/Td6MEuSycII/AAAAAAAABeQ/OZSxI_k8BUc/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-34764925057392425</id><published>2011-05-15T13:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T13:59:25.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>on a lazy sunday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sundays have always been my favorite day of the week. there isn't as much pressure to get out and do something fun or productive as there is on saturday. no one goes drinking on a sunday night, which typically means early bedtimes {yay}. its a whole day of laziness and love {if you're doing it right}. this sunday i've got to sleep in, have a fruit breakfast {i'm in the first couple days of a detox}, upload my most recent photos to my computer, catch up on some blogs i haven't had the time for lately {ehem, including my own}, browse &lt;a href="http://sfbay.craigslist.org/"&gt;craigslist SF&lt;/a&gt; and daydream of city life where a coffee shop is never further than a block and you can get deliciousness delivered at any hour of the day {can you tell i've found some flaws in island living?},&amp;nbsp;and i'm going to get some snuggle time in with jay {formal introductions to follow} and teach him a new card game. so far, this day has been just perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hbqE6gc5Mh4/Tc_5dwqv5nI/AAAAAAAABeM/YOFmMIQ0hJo/s1600/cuddle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hbqE6gc5Mh4/Tc_5dwqv5nI/AAAAAAAABeM/YOFmMIQ0hJo/s640/cuddle.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://bippityboppityboo.tumblr.com/"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what do you like to do on your lazy sundays?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-34764925057392425?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/34764925057392425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=34764925057392425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/34764925057392425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/34764925057392425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/on-lazy-sunday.html' title='on a lazy sunday..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hbqE6gc5Mh4/Tc_5dwqv5nI/AAAAAAAABeM/YOFmMIQ0hJo/s72-c/cuddle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2117046895579872309</id><published>2011-05-15T00:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T00:08:17.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thinspiration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday i &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/sharberryyy"&gt;tweeted&lt;/a&gt; that skinny fashion bloggers inspire me to loose weight far more than supermodels ever did. so, i thought i'd show you exactly who i was talking about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkj1jy4bZik/Tc3SFcb0ILI/AAAAAAAABd4/ia8lfqI52Cc/s1600/lucy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkj1jy4bZik/Tc3SFcb0ILI/AAAAAAAABd4/ia8lfqI52Cc/s640/lucy.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lucylaucht.com/"&gt;lucy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A7YJNMyDYqc/Tc3Vp44QNSI/AAAAAAAABd8/bw-XF1IYLKc/s1600/blair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A7YJNMyDYqc/Tc3Vp44QNSI/AAAAAAAABd8/bw-XF1IYLKc/s640/blair.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atlantic-pacific.blogspot.com/"&gt;blair&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYsszRV4NyI/Tc9O5X4Q9qI/AAAAAAAABeA/j3mQ911k72w/s1600/D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYsszRV4NyI/Tc9O5X4Q9qI/AAAAAAAABeA/j3mQ911k72w/s640/D.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ddianakangg.blogspot.com/"&gt;diana&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HjfkjWpBO70/Tc9P3Dv8nQI/AAAAAAAABeI/3Vcq9odROC4/s1600/sid1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HjfkjWpBO70/Tc9P3Dv8nQI/AAAAAAAABeI/3Vcq9odROC4/s640/sid1.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/"&gt;sydney&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. they are so dang cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2117046895579872309?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2117046895579872309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2117046895579872309&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2117046895579872309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2117046895579872309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/thinspiration.html' title='thinspiration.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dkj1jy4bZik/Tc3SFcb0ILI/AAAAAAAABd4/ia8lfqI52Cc/s72-c/lucy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3689172769848491584</id><published>2011-05-03T15:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T15:00:01.185-04:00</updated><title type='text'>she's got everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yvosld6pw_Q?rel=0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my girlfriend &lt;a href="http://citywiderodeo.wordpress.com/"&gt;alex&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm sure i've mentioned her before?&lt;br /&gt;well, if i haven't, i should tell you now, if she wasn't the easiest person in the world to get along with, you'd hate her. why? only because she is brilliant {oh heyyy Ford Scholar.}, she's got killer vocals {a member of UofO a capella&amp;nbsp;group Mind The Gap}, and she's a model. anyway. she's one of my best friends. and we're inlove. so now i guess you can hate me too. we're also social media professionals. nbd. oh. and she's coming to visit me in June for TWOANDAHALFWEEKS. we're going to have photo sessions galore. so fab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;related: follow her &lt;a href="http://citywiderodeo.wordpress.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://oregonvintage.blogspot.com/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/Alexandra541"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3689172769848491584?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3689172769848491584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3689172769848491584&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3689172769848491584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3689172769848491584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/shes-got-everything.html' title='she&apos;s got everything.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yvosld6pw_Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5017057888653820229</id><published>2011-05-03T13:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T13:28:02.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;do you remember my &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/09/twenty-years.html"&gt;birthday pos&lt;/a&gt;t from last year? and all the goals i set for myself? well i just looked at it again. its amazing how much has changed in the eight months since i wrote that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G37rJcWQGZk/TcA7A7ApGLI/AAAAAAAABdw/WV3lsXENYuI/s400/books.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602542823475321010" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; started practicing yoga on a regular basis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; lost twenty lbs. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;but i have made very positive steps towards that goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;will not&lt;/i&gt; be returning to school. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;though i did &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-only-decided-to-post-this-tonight-so.html"&gt;quit my job&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;will no&lt;/i&gt;t quite make it to five thousand. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;i had A LOT of unexpected expenses, but i'm getting there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; take a real vacation. absolutely&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;. (plus i moved to the caribbean!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; invested in a good camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;will probably not&lt;/i&gt; ride in a hot air balloon this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;didn't&lt;/i&gt; &lt;s&gt;exactly&lt;/s&gt; train my dog. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;but i did the responsible thing and gave her up for adoption so someone could give her the love and attention she deserved. (this one is bittersweet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(and probably already have)&lt;/span&gt; finished twenty books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; sticking to a budget! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; given handmade presents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; finish decorating.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; and then i moved. so now i have to finish decorating again. just as soon as i finish unpacking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i run a 5k at least five times a week.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; unofficially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;be getting my real estate license this year.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; or until i return to the states.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; learn to speak french.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; but i've decided to learn german first. and that is going great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; found a regular church.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; now i just need to start attending regularly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; visiting my grandparents very regularly,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; before the move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;am trying&lt;/i&gt; to blog regularly.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; my internet is shady. its not my fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i &lt;i&gt;am determined&lt;/i&gt; to stop biting my nails.. forever.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt; but it hasn't happened yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;so there is an update for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;also, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;i'm adding:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"i will be able to hold a shoulder stand for 3 minutes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;to the list. you can read all about the benefits &lt;a href="http://www.yogajournal.com/practice/598"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;see illustration below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DQA8jYY6bQ/TcA4rrcCp8I/AAAAAAAABds/odLrGvBiCqY/s1600/shoulder-stand.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9DQA8jYY6bQ/TcA4rrcCp8I/AAAAAAAABds/odLrGvBiCqY/s1600/shoulder-stand.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; "&gt;also, also: i am addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.specialk.com/meal-bars"&gt;these.&lt;/a&gt; specifically strawberry. can't get enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5017057888653820229?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G37rJcWQGZk/TcA7A7ApGLI/AAAAAAAABdw/WV3lsXENYuI/s72-c/books.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5823491216356960137</id><published>2011-05-02T12:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:46:28.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>muah. muah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wpS-GSpIcw/Tb3AZIMZ_pI/AAAAAAAABdI/OOfXS8t4vWY/s1600/kiss2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wpS-GSpIcw/Tb3AZIMZ_pI/AAAAAAAABdI/OOfXS8t4vWY/s640/kiss2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmKEj49kzdQ/Tb3AY12QIXI/AAAAAAAABdE/u4S0_kHs_fA/s1600/kiss1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LmKEj49kzdQ/Tb3AY12QIXI/AAAAAAAABdE/u4S0_kHs_fA/s640/kiss1.jpg" width="468" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;basically, i just love kissing pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5823491216356960137?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5823491216356960137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5823491216356960137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5823491216356960137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5823491216356960137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/muah-muah.html' title='muah. muah.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wpS-GSpIcw/Tb3AZIMZ_pI/AAAAAAAABdI/OOfXS8t4vWY/s72-c/kiss2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5598820922018208988</id><published>2011-05-01T15:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T15:26:53.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>she is a rare breed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;she is a rare breed, matter fact,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;she is an endangered species.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;her heart's been broken and just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;like mine it remains in pieces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;but every time we're near each &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;other smile is all we can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;our shattered souls intertwine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i know i've felt the same agonizing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;pain that she's been through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i find comfort in her grasp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;so i reach out with both arms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/6022421/"&gt;found.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this has absolutely nothing to do with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i thought it was beautiful none the less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unrelated: i really want to see &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_6b2XhXkPpg"&gt;this movie.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and buy &lt;a href="http://www.uncommongoods.com/product/coffee-bean-earrings"&gt;these earrings&lt;/a&gt;. the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also: really glad boyfriend downloaded &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Google Chrome for me. i'm loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5598820922018208988?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5598820922018208988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5598820922018208988&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5598820922018208988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5598820922018208988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/she-is-rare-breed.html' title='she is a rare breed.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2610801980892866846</id><published>2011-05-01T11:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T12:07:53.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday musings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i had great plans of sleeping in today. they were quickly {and loudly} foiled when i woke at 7:45 to a literal monsoon on my tin roof. but honestly? thats not the worst way to wake up. in fact, i like to believe its one of the best ways. of course, it didn't even last twenty minutes. and though i would have prefered it to last all day, that is just fine. i enjoyed a huge cup of tea on my porch, in my bathrobe, cuddled up in a blanket. and i skyped with my mother. and i dreamed of &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sharberry/oh-the-places-i-will-go/"&gt;the places i will go&lt;/a&gt; and the languages i will have to learn to make a life there. {german. and french.} and now i'm going to go to the store and get ingrediants for peanut butter cup brownies. because &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; is necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n02i0guWkXQ/Tb2CrICcoeI/AAAAAAAABcw/i4Y5OxadZvs/s1600/glasses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n02i0guWkXQ/Tb2CrICcoeI/AAAAAAAABcw/i4Y5OxadZvs/s640/glasses.jpg" width="449" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;also. the glasses have nothing to do with this post and everything to do with the fact that mine are in the mail and should be getting here any day now. eeeek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2610801980892866846?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2610801980892866846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2610801980892866846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2610801980892866846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2610801980892866846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/05/sunday-musings.html' title='sunday musings.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n02i0guWkXQ/Tb2CrICcoeI/AAAAAAAABcw/i4Y5OxadZvs/s72-c/glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4435345650213325682</id><published>2011-04-22T16:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T16:50:02.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>lovely tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you heard &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JT7mS0a9Rcw"&gt;this song?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because if you haven't, you absolutely should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2fa2jIGttMM/TbHlC6mU56I/AAAAAAAABcs/VIsR3I0FWdc/s1600/love2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2fa2jIGttMM/TbHlC6mU56I/AAAAAAAABcs/VIsR3I0FWdc/s400/love2.jpg" border="0" height="276" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4435345650213325682?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4435345650213325682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4435345650213325682&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4435345650213325682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4435345650213325682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/lovely-tonight.html' title='lovely tonight.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2fa2jIGttMM/TbHlC6mU56I/AAAAAAAABcs/VIsR3I0FWdc/s72-c/love2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8208938289175009218</id><published>2011-04-22T12:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T12:43:06.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the violet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;think, for a moment, of your dreams.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;your greatests ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what are they?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to climb a mountain? to become a professional photographer? to give birth to a child?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for &lt;a href="http://camillaleila.blogspot.com/"&gt;one special lady&lt;/a&gt;, that dream was to create &lt;a href="http://www.thevioletonline.com/"&gt;a magazine.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwGPe7tikV4/TbGwBX8Da9I/AAAAAAAABco/pfDH4krgM_4/s1600/v.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwGPe7tikV4/TbGwBX8Da9I/AAAAAAAABco/pfDH4krgM_4/s400/v.jpg" width="347" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that dream came true today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for today is the day that &lt;a href="http://www.thevioletonline.com/"&gt;The Violet&lt;/a&gt; was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;congratulations, &lt;a href="http://camillaleila.blogspot.com/"&gt;Camilla.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i couldn't be more proud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p.s. i'm featured on page 52. &lt;a href="http://www.thevioletonline.com/"&gt;check it out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8208938289175009218?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8208938289175009218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8208938289175009218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8208938289175009218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8208938289175009218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/violet.html' title='the violet.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IwGPe7tikV4/TbGwBX8Da9I/AAAAAAAABco/pfDH4krgM_4/s72-c/v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8216676257821137661</id><published>2011-04-19T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T12:18:41.658-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a few of my favorite things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've been singing sound of music songs {to the children} like its going out of style.. oh. wait. its alreadty out of style? like before i was born? ah. i see. oops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'd go with it and show you a few of my favorite things lately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8uAoGUt9Yw/Ta201CBpjmI/AAAAAAAABck/U9ue7XtgIZU/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8uAoGUt9Yw/Ta201CBpjmI/AAAAAAAABck/U9ue7XtgIZU/s640/photo.jpg" border="0" height="640" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jennymayandswede.blogspot.com/"&gt;the swede records.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm sorry.. but could you get better hair?? i mean. honestly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlantic-pacific.blogspot.com/"&gt;atlantic - pacific. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's so cool she doesn't even need words. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cHlf08yTPiU&amp;amp;feature=list_related&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;list=MLGxdCwVVULXeA3AwuSlfZcnb5R7wiWnDg"&gt;joshua radin.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he exudes talent. and i love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perrier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can't get enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;skyping my loved ones with my loved one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and adding things to &lt;a href="http://sharslifelist.tumblr.com/"&gt;my life list.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blue mist from &lt;a href="http://www.eyeslipsface.com/elf/nails/sets/nail_polish_collection"&gt;e.l.f.'s nail polish line.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(234, 153, 153); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what have you been loving latey?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8216676257821137661?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8216676257821137661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8216676257821137661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8216676257821137661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8216676257821137661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='a few of my favorite things.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z8uAoGUt9Yw/Ta201CBpjmI/AAAAAAAABck/U9ue7XtgIZU/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8390224760672048090</id><published>2011-04-19T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T11:50:18.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i wear short shorts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;one thing i miss most about home {besides girlfriend dates, cafe yumm, and starbucks} is the convenience of shopping. the ability to hop in your car and drive twenty minutes to pure Target bliss is something dreams are made of when you live on an island where you have a choice of 4 whole grocery stores. its one of the only things that really gives me island fever. well, that and the fact that in 45 minutes i could drive the circumference. and the lack of coffee shops, or bookstores, but thats something entirely on its own level of homesickness. moving on. the lack of clothings stores has got me online window shopping like its my job lately. here are a couple of shorts i'd buy &lt;i&gt;rightthissecond&lt;/i&gt; if i was in the states:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ae.com/web/browse/product.jsp?catId=cat380159&amp;amp;productId=1331_3861"&gt;ae high waisted destroyed shorts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmNBONrJB_4/Ta2sr3289SI/AAAAAAAABcg/6Khkj51ROS0/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmNBONrJB_4/Ta2sr3289SI/AAAAAAAABcg/6Khkj51ROS0/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ae.com/web/browse/product.jsp?catId=cat380159&amp;amp;productId=1332_3754"&gt;ae white boyfriend shorts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wWWlyAY1e8/Ta2sqApu2bI/AAAAAAAABcc/SLJImEUAEjE/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wWWlyAY1e8/Ta2sqApu2bI/AAAAAAAABcc/SLJImEUAEjE/s1600/Picnik+collage1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8390224760672048090?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8390224760672048090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8390224760672048090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8390224760672048090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8390224760672048090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-wear-short-shorts.html' title='i wear short shorts.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TmNBONrJB_4/Ta2sr3289SI/AAAAAAAABcg/6Khkj51ROS0/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1049590697015149000</id><published>2011-04-09T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T21:05:03.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>an ending note.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"a happy ending depends, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;of course, on where you stop your story."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;-unknown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DM-5sVsri_8/TaEAmjgpeGI/AAAAAAAABcQ/gqGTGzm5eOw/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DM-5sVsri_8/TaEAmjgpeGI/AAAAAAAABcQ/gqGTGzm5eOw/s640/003.JPG" border="0" height="426" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this was my sunset tonight. a very happy ending, indeed. and so, i'll leave you with this photo. and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKfDwChOoHI&amp;amp;feature=feedwll"&gt;this song&lt;/a&gt;. and &lt;a href="http://www.atlantic-pacific.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog crush&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodnight, my loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(230, 145, 56);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1049590697015149000?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1049590697015149000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1049590697015149000&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1049590697015149000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1049590697015149000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/ending-note.html' title='an ending note.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DM-5sVsri_8/TaEAmjgpeGI/AAAAAAAABcQ/gqGTGzm5eOw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1395801956802318533</id><published>2011-04-09T12:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T12:15:45.619-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spring fling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'd like to start out by saying.. three days in a row? this has got to be some kind of record. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;moving on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dYlfW9xx_U/TaB9jZPUd2I/AAAAAAAABcI/ye0aJGWN36w/s1600/spring.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dYlfW9xx_U/TaB9jZPUd2I/AAAAAAAABcI/ye0aJGWN36w/s400/spring.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://louboosandshoes.blogspot.com/"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;living on a tropical island {with its lack of any season besides summer} has got me craving the signs of spring, or what i know spring to be. i find myself craving daffodils, rainy days, bright colored dresses, light fresh salads, and cheery music. and to satisfy these cravings i've been listing to ellie goulding {on repeat}&lt;/span&gt;, wearing the brightest of my clothing, and online window shopping for beautiful things i can't afford. like &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=20747911&amp;amp;catId=CLOTHES-NEW&amp;amp;pushId=CLOTHES-NEW&amp;amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;navCount=42&amp;amp;color=015&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;templateType=templateC"&gt;this high-waisted swimsuit&lt;/a&gt;. and &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?id=20817409&amp;amp;catId=CLOTHES-NEW&amp;amp;pushId=CLOTHES-NEW&amp;amp;popId=CLOTHES&amp;amp;navAction=top&amp;amp;navCount=42&amp;amp;color=066&amp;amp;isProduct=true&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;isBigImage=true&amp;amp;templateType=templateC"&gt;this maxi skirt&lt;/a&gt;. and &lt;a href="http://www.lulus.com/products/puff-pastry-lace-dress/36259.html"&gt;this lace dress&lt;/a&gt;. and also, i'm getting my hair highlighted on tuesday. so that might help.what reminds you of spring? i'd love to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/H-ru2glqXAg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:large;color:yellow;"  &gt;enjoy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1395801956802318533?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1395801956802318533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1395801956802318533&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1395801956802318533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1395801956802318533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/spring-fling.html' title='spring fling.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dYlfW9xx_U/TaB9jZPUd2I/AAAAAAAABcI/ye0aJGWN36w/s72-c/spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4438509621178929887</id><published>2011-04-08T13:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:20:13.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a body update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i told you about my lifestyle changes {and body changes} in my last post, but i wanted to get into more detail with you. writing it all down inspires me to keep going and enables me to keep track of my progress so far!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yesterday i told you i'd lost 8 lbs in 3 weeks. sorry, i was off. i took a look at my calorie counter this morning and surpirse, surprise, it was two weeks on tuesday. so, actually better than i had originally thought. the best part about loosing weight like i am is i know its not just water weight, because i'm not on some crazy diet plan. i'm just making smarter choices for my body. i'm feeding it good food, in small portions. {the small portions part is what is hard for me}. and the real trick? writing everything down. i mean it.. everything. one blueberry in between meals? write it down. seriously. keep yourself in check. if you have a smart phone, get a calorie counter app. i'm using a free one i downloaded from the app store on my blackberry and it's been great. i put in what i eat {and the portions} at each meal and i also am able to add what i did for my workout that day. i am also able to track my weight on a graph so i am consistently reminded of my results. it has down wonders keeping me in check!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i also don't deprive myself. lately i've been really into cooking {and baking}, i also happen to live at a 4star hotel and restaurant, so there are delicious snacks and treats around me all of the time. and i indulge myself, within reason. working out as hard as i do {and calorie counting} has really curbed my craving for indulgent foods though. when i think about how much longer i'll have to run or swim in order to work off the calories in just one slice of cake, i no longer want it. well, thats not true. i'm always going to want a slice of cake. but fried chicken? mac and cheese? no thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;finally, i've given up alcohol for lent and caffiene permanantly. i don't notice the alcohol making a big difference because i'm not the type to drink hard A {ever} and i practically never over-indulge {which is where i see the problem with most people and weight loss}, but i do notice a huge difference in my lack of caffiene intake. my body feels so much better, so much more awake when i'm awake! and i'm able to fall asleep much faster {ok, instantly} at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;now about my workouts:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i go to the gym monday - friday. no matter what. i drop the kids off at school already wearing my gym clothes and drive straight there so i have no excuses. then i run. i run and i run and i run until i honestly feel i've put in a good workout. and that ranges day to day. yesterday, for example i only ran three miles {i had a busy day ahead of me} but on wednesday i ran ten! i never get down on myself for how much or little i do, as long as i show up. because showing up is more than half the battle.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8ue0flviwA/TZ89j9LxESI/AAAAAAAABcE/hqcs5K7LhRk/s1600/swim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8ue0flviwA/TZ89j9LxESI/AAAAAAAABcE/hqcs5K7LhRk/s400/swim.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i also swim. and by swim i mean "swim." you see.. i'm a very slow swimmer. if you can even call me a swimmer. so because i'm competitive and my speed bothers me, i've taken to wearing flippers. and trust me, i look absolutely ridiculous. but it helps me move quickly and actually gives my legs a much harder workout.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and finally, yoga. yoga is changing my life. seriously. i'm obsessed with it. my gym has classes every monday and friday night and it has become something i desperately look forward to. rhonda, my yoga instructor knows just how to challenge me and has really taken an interest in my personal growth. i'm already pretty flexible, but she's taking me to another standard, as well as drastically strengthening my core in just a few short weeks. its a perfect way for me to begin and end my week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hpv2LY_oKKI/TZ89CUmZCFI/AAAAAAAABcA/pchiwonAmIo/s1600/hike.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Hpv2LY_oKKI/TZ89CUmZCFI/AAAAAAAABcA/pchiwonAmIo/s400/hike.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i also get outside and hike at least once a week. living on this beautiful island makes me want to take advantage of it every chance i get. i've hiked every sunday {my day off} i've been here, so far, and a few times in between. i'm always amazed at how my body can push itself far beyond what i think its limitations are. {yoga has a lot to do with my new found love for the strength of my body}. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, what do you do day to day to loose weight? {or better yet, maintain your weight loss}. do you have any tips or ideas to share? something you've picked up along your own journey? inspiration? moves to try? healthy recipes? i'd love to hear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4438509621178929887?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4438509621178929887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4438509621178929887&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4438509621178929887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4438509621178929887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/body-update.html' title='a body update.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S8ue0flviwA/TZ89j9LxESI/AAAAAAAABcE/hqcs5K7LhRk/s72-c/swim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-6181257411255478311</id><published>2011-04-07T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T14:47:30.581-04:00</updated><title type='text'>an explination, of sorts.</title><content type='html'>wow. nearly three weeks since an actual post? who am i? seriously. that is pathetic. but so is the internet in my little corner of the world i am starting to fondly consider &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. so there it is. there is my explination, of sorts. i know, i'm sorry, i'm working on it. and thats all you get. well. that, and an actual blog post. also, i've managed to gain a few followers since i last checked in. how did that happen? i'm not quite sure. but WELCOME. i'm so glad you're here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, on to the important stuff. where do i even begin? i have so much to share with you. so much. like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i actually enjoy cooking {and baking} now. yes, thats right.. i actually. enjoy. cooking. and? i'm even good at it, if you can believe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* i'm working out regularly. in the past 3 weeks i've lost 8 lbs. on tuesday, i ran ten miles. straight. ten. whole. miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWYzGYI6mJ0/TZ4D2rAW7-I/AAAAAAAABb8/Y4tFbD__qGI/s1600/runner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWYzGYI6mJ0/TZ4D2rAW7-I/AAAAAAAABb8/Y4tFbD__qGI/s400/runner.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;{&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt;}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* i practive yoga regularly (more on that later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i almost never wear makeup anymore. yes, me. the girl who loves makeup. so weird. its just hard to find a reason when your face is clear and tan, your heart is happy {a genuine smile really is the prettiest thing, after all}, your "children" are constantly telling you how pretty you are, and your boyfriend actually prefers you without it. seriously. he'll watch me take my makeup off {when i do wear it} &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; to tell me how beautiful i look naturally. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swoon&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* oh yeah.. i think i have a {gulp} boyfriend. wow. i haven't said that word in a while. and the strange part? i think i actually&lt;i&gt; like&lt;/i&gt; him. thats a lie. i &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; i like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i've been very active on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/sharberryyy"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i'm more tan than i've ever been in my entire life, and i don't even spend that much time outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i've been hiking religiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i've been singing to the children all day. songs like &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSYfCTepe2w"&gt;paperweight&lt;/a&gt;. and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Im_ZVNX1QZM&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;little house&lt;/a&gt;. and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OvMVCHhwTPs"&gt;you and i&lt;/a&gt;. and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oouFE51HcqM"&gt;colder weather&lt;/a&gt;. and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9AFMVMl9qE"&gt;your song&lt;/a&gt;. do you have any song suggestions for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i have been missing having access to &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sharberry/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt; more than anything else on the internet. if you aren't a member, become one. now. its free. and its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i have so much more, but i'll go into the detail later. expect recipe posts, lots and lots of pictures, what is inspiring me lately, more &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/search/label/things%20people%20say"&gt;things people say&lt;/a&gt; posts, and a post {or twelve} on the gorgeous new man in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-6181257411255478311?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/6181257411255478311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=6181257411255478311&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6181257411255478311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6181257411255478311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/04/explination-of-sorts.html' title='an explination, of sorts.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWYzGYI6mJ0/TZ4D2rAW7-I/AAAAAAAABb8/Y4tFbD__qGI/s72-c/runner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4940919449457442797</id><published>2011-03-17T11:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T11:48:11.365-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm not irish, please do not kiss me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;first of all, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;happy st. patricks day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kyler already pinched me at 7 o'clock this morning becuase i forgot and i'm wearing shades of grey, black, and pink. oops! oh well. i don't even like this holiday.. sorry if you're irish and love it. it just has absolutely no meaning to me. moving on.. would you like to know what i'm doing right now? i'm reading my blogger dashboard, drinking a green goddess out of a wine glass (not because i think i'm fancy, but because i haven't done the dishes and i only have like 4 regular glasses), writing postcards to loved ones, downloading my &lt;a href="http://www.blissology.com/cart/index.php?categoryid=videos&amp;amp;subcategoryid=&amp;amp;productid=19&amp;amp;preview=default"&gt;new yoga dvd's&lt;/a&gt;, listening to some &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OvMVCHhwTPs&amp;amp;feature=BF&amp;amp;list=PL9A55565583F2DEEA&amp;amp;index=3"&gt;ingrid&lt;/a&gt;, painting my nails a pretty coral color (and my toes!), bbm-ing with a friend (YES! i have FRIENDS DOWN HERE! SO EXCITED ABOUT IT! oh! aaaaand.. we're going dancing tomorrow! I HAVE A SOCIAL LIFE! this is huge news! lol.), remembering my hilarious conversation with muffin last night at cocktail hour.. "he's bad with his clothes &lt;i&gt;on&lt;/i&gt;.." and laughing out loud about it, browsing &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com.do/index.php"&gt;ikea - dominican republic &lt;/a&gt;(ohh heyy new furniture!) and taking in the breathtaking scenery that is ACTUALLY MY BACKYARD. my goodness, i love my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RXvXUmH-rmA/TYIrJkv7AJI/AAAAAAAABbs/x8vlzCFeem4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RXvXUmH-rmA/TYIrJkv7AJI/AAAAAAAABbs/x8vlzCFeem4/s640/003.JPG" border="0" height="426" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;how is your thursday going? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4940919449457442797?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4940919449457442797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4940919449457442797&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4940919449457442797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4940919449457442797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-not-irish-please-do-not-kiss-me.html' title='i&apos;m not irish, please do not kiss me.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-RXvXUmH-rmA/TYIrJkv7AJI/AAAAAAAABbs/x8vlzCFeem4/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-531859962707103133</id><published>2011-03-16T14:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T14:44:05.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i promise i haven't forgotten about you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;can we talk about how excited i am to finally be posting? and just when i'd almost gotten used to not having internet.. ever. NOT. i'll never get used to that.. ever. so.. what have i been up to, you might want to know? i've been moving. yes, this whole time. it's taken me over two weeks. jokes. actually, it did take me about 19 hours though.. 19 loooong, sleepless hours. but i made it here! in one piece! barely. and where is "here"? Charlestown, &lt;a href="http://www.nevisisland.com/"&gt;Nevis&lt;/a&gt;. and more specifically, &lt;a href="http://www.montpeliernevis.com/"&gt;Montpelier Plantation.&lt;/a&gt; thats right. i live at a resort. no, i'm not kidding. yes, this is real life. i nanny for the lovely couple who owns it and their three adorable children. and i love every second of it. ok, not every second of it. but the other 86,399 seconds of the day, i really do love. if you've been following me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sharberryyy"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;, you have a better idea of what has been going on with me. but if nooooot, (shame on you;) ) then these pictures might get you up to speed. enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DD5k1zjNyD8/TYD3-jMig4I/AAAAAAAABag/3AU74LvyBvQ/s1600/269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DD5k1zjNyD8/TYD3-jMig4I/AAAAAAAABag/3AU74LvyBvQ/s640/269.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-PXwzDB41pXs/TYD4GnqB-qI/AAAAAAAABak/2Mp2T7QkxtY/s1600/273.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-531859962707103133?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/531859962707103133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=531859962707103133&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/531859962707103133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/531859962707103133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-promise-i-havent-forgotten-about-you.html' title='i promise i haven&apos;t forgotten about you.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-DD5k1zjNyD8/TYD3-jMig4I/AAAAAAAABag/3AU74LvyBvQ/s72-c/269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4587708863682053689</id><published>2011-03-07T09:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T09:54:19.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guest post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Guest post &amp; a new look! :)</title><content type='html'>Hi there! I am Christa over from &lt;a href="http://christamorris.blogspot.com/"&gt;christa.jae&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/cjaephotographydesign"&gt;cjae.photography&amp;amp;design&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0oZqs0ssxiQ/TXTvkSw8giI/AAAAAAAABac/SbHvihFMjnk/s1600/12143_216713506038_616831038_3635117_2434734_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="378" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0oZqs0ssxiQ/TXTvkSw8giI/AAAAAAAABac/SbHvihFMjnk/s640/12143_216713506038_616831038_3635117_2434734_n.jpg" width="550" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been working with Sharlyne for a few weeks creating her own personalized new look &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;{blogger look that is}&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; what you see is what we have come up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharlyne asked me to make a quick guest appearance while installing her new look. As you can see, her posts have been missing! She recently moved and has been having trouble with internet connection! But no worries, she will be back soon, so make sure you stick around for her return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, you are more than welcome to head over to christa.jae, &lt;a href="http://www.christamorris.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and see some of the other awesome blogger I have listed. I hope you enjoy Sharlyne's new look :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4587708863682053689?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4587708863682053689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4587708863682053689&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4587708863682053689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4587708863682053689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/03/guest-post-new-look.html' title='Guest post &amp; a new look! :)'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-0oZqs0ssxiQ/TXTvkSw8giI/AAAAAAAABac/SbHvihFMjnk/s72-c/12143_216713506038_616831038_3635117_2434734_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4679527771282039311</id><published>2011-02-22T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:22:51.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;with so much changing in the next few days (on the blog, and in real life.. more on &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; later) i've been a little overwhelmed. so i thought i'd take a minute to share a blog that brings a little sunshine to my life everyday. if you're anything like me, and you have so many social networking site accounts you don't even know what to do with yourself, or if you follow any kind of blog anywhere, i'm sure you've seen this gals images before. i've seen them everywhere and never knew where they came from until now. may i present you with: &lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://just-littlethings.tumblr.com/"&gt;little things.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZSjDBuIMNU/TWQ2wsTBpSI/AAAAAAAABaA/UFee4oE2RkU/s1600/239.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yZSjDBuIMNU/TWQ2wsTBpSI/AAAAAAAABaA/UFee4oE2RkU/s320/239.png" border="0" height="224" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cNTy3Axaok/TWQ2xES-YtI/AAAAAAAABaE/KjwSjVI0B74/s1600/248.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6cNTy3Axaok/TWQ2xES-YtI/AAAAAAAABaE/KjwSjVI0B74/s320/248.png" border="0" height="224" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4679527771282039311?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4679527771282039311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4679527771282039311&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4679527771282039311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4679527771282039311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/sunshine.html' title='sunshine.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nA0Q7w4a0QU/TWQ2pdhTF2I/AAAAAAAABZo/Q23RquBFUtU/s72-c/256.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-9038646992542361003</id><published>2011-02-22T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T16:40:41.530-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things people say'/><title type='text'>oh, lewis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"begin at the beginning and go on until you come to the end. then stop."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"sometimes i've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYjde8p-fI/AAAAAAAABVQ/tq6-0vSfKfY/s1600/38.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYjde8p-fI/AAAAAAAABVQ/tq6-0vSfKfY/s320/38.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"everything's got a moral, if only you can find it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"if you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"one of the secrets of life is that all that is really worth doing is what we do for others."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYjdmR1XJI/AAAAAAAABVU/A6lG8oRKepA/s1600/j4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYjdmR1XJI/AAAAAAAABVU/A6lG8oRKepA/s320/j4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"who in the world am i? ah, that's the great puzzle."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"be what you would seem to be - or, if you'd like it put more simply - never imagine yourself not to be otherwise than what it might appear to others that what you were or might have been was not otherwise than what you had been would have appeared to them to be otherwise."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i'm very brave, generally. only today i happen to have a headache."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYjeL7XkyI/AAAAAAAABVY/xYL-SEmIm2U/s1600/l1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYjeL7XkyI/AAAAAAAABVY/xYL-SEmIm2U/s320/l1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"tis love, tis love, that makes the world go round."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"then you should say what you mean."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i do, i do. at least, at least, i mean what i say - thats the same thing, you know."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;- lewis carrol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-9038646992542361003?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/9038646992542361003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=9038646992542361003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/9038646992542361003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/9038646992542361003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-lewis.html' title='oh, lewis.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYjde8p-fI/AAAAAAAABVQ/tq6-0vSfKfY/s72-c/38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5198815666455871268</id><published>2011-02-20T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T01:24:35.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't wait..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;remember that scene in the sound of music when maria runs up to the front gate after singing about all the confidence she has about her new nanny gig working out? and then she stops and actually looks at the place and its magnitude and is drawn to silence? ya. i hope that happens to me. but instead of the scared/worried silence she goes through, i'd like mine to be the &lt;i&gt;i can't believe my life is this awesome&lt;/i&gt; silence. and then i'd just like to bask in it for a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjUVHR8KZjI/TWCyVx-ca5I/AAAAAAAABZk/ejec79dl_sE/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjUVHR8KZjI/TWCyVx-ca5I/AAAAAAAABZk/ejec79dl_sE/s400/1.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/09/day-dreaming.html"&gt; remember this?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm thinking of this as i overhear the sound of music coming from the other room. i've built a fort for the kids i regularly babysit and have let them fall asleep while they watch the movie. i've just finished cleaning the kitchen and boy, having them all day (and overnight) has really shown me what its going to take to be a nanny.. well, a good one that is. and honestly? i can not wait. i've always said i don't know what else i want to be besides a mother and this is really just giving me the opportunity to be a mother in training until i have my own. i can't wait for all the meals to cook, and the laundry to do, and the owies to kiss, and the dishes to clean, and the soccer games to attend. i can't wait for the days at the beach, and the grocery shopping, and the tea parties, and the blanket forts, and the bike rides. i can't wait for the important life lessons, and to teach them manners, and to read them bedtime stories, and to love on them. i can't wait for any of it and i feel infinitely blessed that i get to experience it in the way i do, for the time being. and to think, i'm only 8 days away! wow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5198815666455871268?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5198815666455871268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5198815666455871268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5198815666455871268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5198815666455871268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-cant-wait.html' title='i can&apos;t wait..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qjUVHR8KZjI/TWCyVx-ca5I/AAAAAAAABZk/ejec79dl_sE/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3249195799685297174</id><published>2011-02-17T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:58:22.034-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;sorry i've been missing this week! we've been having crazy rainstorms/windstorms/snowstorms around here lately and our internet is down at home. so now i'm sitting in starbucks responding to a million and a half emails and putting up a frantic post to say i haven't forgotten about you, i still love you, and i hope you still love me. see below for a lovely little &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/search/label/things%20people%20say"&gt;things people say&lt;/a&gt; post on one of my favorite actresses. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcK5RkRLXfg/TV2LyCGLTAI/AAAAAAAABZg/KPMfaVWCyDM/s1600/st.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcK5RkRLXfg/TV2LyCGLTAI/AAAAAAAABZg/KPMfaVWCyDM/s400/st.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;have a&lt;span style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; fabulous&lt;/span&gt; thursday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3249195799685297174?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3249195799685297174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3249195799685297174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3249195799685297174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3249195799685297174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/sorry.html' title='sorry!'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fcK5RkRLXfg/TV2LyCGLTAI/AAAAAAAABZg/KPMfaVWCyDM/s72-c/st.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3097142202160520667</id><published>2011-02-17T15:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T15:52:39.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things people say'/><title type='text'>oh, sandra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"falling in love - you should go for it. regardless of whether or not your heart gets smashed. you'll be a better person." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"after a while, you have no idea how old you are because you've lied so many times."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKyT25SrI/AAAAAAAABT4/BNrI6WQ1VnA/s1600/s1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKyT25SrI/AAAAAAAABT4/BNrI6WQ1VnA/s320/s1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i'm a true believer in karma. you get what you give, whether is bad or good."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;on being the girl next door:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i've lived next door to people all my life. i don't know how cute they think i am."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKyy4bxWI/AAAAAAAABT8/-dzmO_odggs/s1600/s2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKyy4bxWI/AAAAAAAABT8/-dzmO_odggs/s320/s2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"beginnings are usually scary and endings are usually sad, but its the middle that counts. you have to remember this when you find yourself at the beginning."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"the key to any good relationship is communication, respect, and i guess you have to like the way the other person smells. - and he smelled real nice."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKzLlmrWI/AAAAAAAABUA/dkSqIpTD85I/s1600/s3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKzLlmrWI/AAAAAAAABUA/dkSqIpTD85I/s320/s3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i've learned that success comes in a very prickly package, whether you choose to accept it or not is up to you. its what you choose to do with it, the people you choose to surround yourself with. always choose people that are better than you. always choose people that challenge you and are smarter than you. always be the student. once you find yourself to do the teacher, you've lost it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i'd rather take risks than make something that is cookie cutter."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKzcTCLMI/AAAAAAAABUE/zo2mA1GvWDo/s1600/s4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKzcTCLMI/AAAAAAAABUE/zo2mA1GvWDo/s320/s4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"my goal now is to remember every place i've been, only do things i love, and not say yes when i don't mean it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;- sandra bullock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3097142202160520667?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3097142202160520667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3097142202160520667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3097142202160520667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3097142202160520667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-sandra.html' title='oh, sandra.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYKyT25SrI/AAAAAAAABT4/BNrI6WQ1VnA/s72-c/s1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8570518728922812735</id><published>2011-02-14T05:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T22:35:59.842-05:00</updated><title type='text'>love. love. love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;because i'm the type of girl who's&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sharberry/to-make-you-feel-my-love/"&gt; been planning my wedding&lt;/a&gt; since the day i was born, i happen to love valentines day. and even though i've never actually had a valentine.. &lt;strike&gt;seriously? how is that possible?&lt;/strike&gt; ..that doesn't mean i don't love this day any less. actually, thats a lie. i don't particularly love valentines day, but i do love love. so i thought i'd share with you something that &lt;i&gt;isn't silly at all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: 130%;"&gt;"to all the singles out there, this is our year." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BkgHaXnk68M" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-size: 180%;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8570518728922812735?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8570518728922812735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8570518728922812735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8570518728922812735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8570518728922812735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-love-love.html' title='love. love. love.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BkgHaXnk68M/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2149018018836601918</id><published>2011-02-12T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T18:04:22.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>some shameless plugs for your saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so.. does anyone (in the eug) want to buy my stuff? like a &lt;a href="http://eugene.craigslist.org/fuo/2211360716.html"&gt;couch&lt;/a&gt;? and a &lt;a href="http://eugene.craigslist.org/cto/2211430644.html"&gt;car&lt;/a&gt;? please? i wouldn't be selling either, because i love them both, but i can't exactly take them with me in my move. so, if you're in the eugene area and you or someone you know is looking for a great car or a great couch (and a chair) be sure to send them this link. (or any of the links above). i'd super appreciate it. i know.. i know.. shameless plugs do not a blog post make. i promise i'll have something better for you very soon. until then.. how is your saturday going?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2149018018836601918?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2149018018836601918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2149018018836601918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2149018018836601918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2149018018836601918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/some-shameless-plugs-for-your-saturday.html' title='some shameless plugs for your saturday.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1603961510494116271</id><published>2011-02-11T04:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T04:06:26.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>developing style.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LR-l0XyxNdA/TVT6AoDKyKI/AAAAAAAABZY/xmwDOXiPvLE/s1600/771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LR-l0XyxNdA/TVT6AoDKyKI/AAAAAAAABZY/xmwDOXiPvLE/s400/771.JPG" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i'm not sure if you know, but i dabble a bit in amatuer photogrophie. yes.. photogroph&lt;i&gt;ie&lt;/i&gt;. like anthropolog&lt;i&gt;ie&lt;/i&gt;. don't question it. anyway.. i am still in the early developing stages.. the &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; early stages. meaning.. i don't have a name. i don't have a client base besides my gorgeous friends who let me buy them coffee and take their picture. and i don't exactly have a style yet. regardless.. i'm learning and i'd like to think rather quickly what that style is. for that reason {and mostly for my own documentation} i've started a tumblr as a little home for my photos. if you'd like to take a look, or even follow me, i'd gladly appreciate it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://developingstyle.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;developing style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhihXrhTh_M/TVT5OhTSQUI/AAAAAAAABZM/W3Vr00sCKm0/s1600/754.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhihXrhTh_M/TVT5OhTSQUI/AAAAAAAABZM/W3Vr00sCKm0/s400/754.JPG" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DitoaxaQZiw/TVT5AOZ6B3I/AAAAAAAABZI/svPQxHl80CA/s1600/739.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DitoaxaQZiw/TVT5AOZ6B3I/AAAAAAAABZI/svPQxHl80CA/s400/739.JPG" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUR52Sc2NoI/TVT5Wqs70yI/AAAAAAAABZQ/pjeCIxmwUmU/s1600/662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hUR52Sc2NoI/TVT5Wqs70yI/AAAAAAAABZQ/pjeCIxmwUmU/s400/662.JPG" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1eVvoM3L1U/TVT5t91Gn9I/AAAAAAAABZU/zqqnEjld98M/s1600/667_picnik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m1eVvoM3L1U/TVT5t91Gn9I/AAAAAAAABZU/zqqnEjld98M/s400/667_picnik.jpg" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1603961510494116271?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1603961510494116271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1603961510494116271&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1603961510494116271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1603961510494116271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/developing-style.html' title='developing style.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LR-l0XyxNdA/TVT6AoDKyKI/AAAAAAAABZY/xmwDOXiPvLE/s72-c/771.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4592926868871266645</id><published>2011-02-10T14:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T14:04:01.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an open letter to anthropologie.</title><content type='html'>dear anthro,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my love. i could {and have} spend hours upon hours admiring the beautiful blouses, swimwear, jewelry, and decor that fill your tables, shelves, racks, and online shop. i long for you, constantly. and now? now you have outdone yourself. you've finally come out with a wedding line. &lt;a href="http://bhldn.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;BHLDN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beholden. and its lovely. so lovely. i can't wait to see more. for now i'll just settle with my sneak preview &lt;a href="http://joannagoddard.blogspot.com/2011/02/sneak-peek-wedding-line-from.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+blogspot%2FbboSV+%28A+CUP+OF+JO%29"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bklynbrideonline.com/13819/wedding-fashion-and-jewelry/bhldn-preview/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+bklynbrideonline%2FSRBY+%28Brooklyn+Bride+-+Modern+Wedding+Blog%29"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://ruffledblog.com/bhldn-wedding-dresses-launch/?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+Ruffled+%28Ruffled%29"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.100layercake.com/blog/archives/11737"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://cupcakesandcashmere.com/bhldn/"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GzUnQvGbAoM/TVQ1sYnD6ZI/AAAAAAAABZA/Wbz8LxuLJ78/s1600/100lc_VS_anthro.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GzUnQvGbAoM/TVQ1sYnD6ZI/AAAAAAAABZA/Wbz8LxuLJ78/s1600/100lc_VS_anthro.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqmlziAlHYI/TVQ1v05tR4I/AAAAAAAABZE/Xit4U2iTDJQ/s1600/100lc_VS_anthro.3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oqmlziAlHYI/TVQ1v05tR4I/AAAAAAAABZE/Xit4U2iTDJQ/s1600/100lc_VS_anthro.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.100layercake.com/blog/archives/11737"&gt;images.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;love, love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharlyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(244, 204, 204);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4592926868871266645?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4592926868871266645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4592926868871266645&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4592926868871266645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4592926868871266645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/open-letter-to-anthropologie.html' title='an open letter to anthropologie.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GzUnQvGbAoM/TVQ1sYnD6ZI/AAAAAAAABZA/Wbz8LxuLJ78/s72-c/100lc_VS_anthro.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-6577231573434163161</id><published>2011-02-09T02:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T02:37:54.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlestown'/><title type='text'>charlestown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hey guys! guess what? i'm moving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVJDkH-MmVI/AAAAAAAABY4/wrGxFYzzTvM/s1600/nevis.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVJDkH-MmVI/AAAAAAAABY4/wrGxFYzzTvM/s400/nevis.jpg" border="0" height="254" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;yep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you read that correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVJDitjQ_VI/AAAAAAAABYw/LfOrGSu2kSs/s1600/nevis1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVJDitjQ_VI/AAAAAAAABYw/LfOrGSu2kSs/s400/nevis1.jpg" border="0" height="266" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;but you already knew that, right? &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/ill-see-you-in-morning-nashville.html"&gt;i've told you that before? &lt;/a&gt;ya. i know.&lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-only-decided-to-post-this-tonight-so.html"&gt; but i quit.&lt;/a&gt; remember? ohhh yaaa.. thats riiiiight. &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/is-this-real-life.html"&gt;i diiiiid. &lt;/a&gt;but guess what? i got another job! an even&lt;i&gt; better&lt;/i&gt; job! for the next year i will be living in charlestown, &lt;a href="http://www.nevisisland.com/"&gt;nevis.&lt;/a&gt; i'll be nannying for a family there. i didn't want to tell you [you, being my blog and all my lovely readers] until i was one hundred percent certain. but i skyped with my little kiddos today and its really happening. i am actually going to be living at an actual resort on an actual island in the caribbean. canyoubelievethat? this life is crazy. it truly amazes me how things can change in the blink of an eye. i'm so thankful for this opportunity and to see what this year has to offer me. i leave february 28th. officially. holy smokes. this is real life, people. this is real life. and i know i've said this before.. but seriously.. i'm actually leaving this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVJDjGg5quI/AAAAAAAABY0/5Au_8smHFTc/s1600/nevis2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVJDjGg5quI/AAAAAAAABY0/5Au_8smHFTc/s400/nevis2.jpg" border="0" height="258" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;the best part about the second picture is when i type in "nevis" to google images and get a picture of what will be my actual home and my dogs! so blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-6577231573434163161?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/6577231573434163161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=6577231573434163161&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6577231573434163161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6577231573434163161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/charlestown.html' title='charlestown.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVJDkH-MmVI/AAAAAAAABY4/wrGxFYzzTvM/s72-c/nevis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-719217008332004290</id><published>2011-02-08T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T16:31:48.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lets talk about swimwear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGwFp2jdQI/AAAAAAAABYs/_Di01Pvz1yw/s1600/shar4.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGwFp2jdQI/AAAAAAAABYs/_Di01Pvz1yw/s320/shar4.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;remember how i needed body inspiration to get my little self into shape? ya. well turns out.. i need to get into shape in 3 weeks. oyy. thaaats not happening. regardless, i'm also going to need a few swimsuits. only problem? they are dang expensive. like.. &lt;em&gt;really &lt;/em&gt;dang expensive. so here is the thing.. i need your help. if you found a cute swimsuit that is relatively affordable and fabulous and chic. pleeeeeease let me know. i'll love you forever. really. i will. now.. lets take a look at some pretty swimmy eye candy. and in case you were wondering.. no, swimmy isn't a word. i made it up. just go with it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGukLtFE5I/AAAAAAAABYg/8DMUnkMxb18/s1600/shar2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGukLtFE5I/AAAAAAAABYg/8DMUnkMxb18/s320/shar2.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGwC-a14PI/AAAAAAAABYo/_KmsEEUtZtU/s1600/shar3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGwC-a14PI/AAAAAAAABYo/_KmsEEUtZtU/s320/shar3.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGumZm1NEI/AAAAAAAABYk/z54lzPbLR_E/s1600/shar1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGumZm1NEI/AAAAAAAABYk/z54lzPbLR_E/s320/shar1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;swimwear: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/"&gt;jcrew&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.freepeople.com/"&gt;free people&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-719217008332004290?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/719217008332004290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=719217008332004290&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/719217008332004290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/719217008332004290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/lets-talk-about-swimwear.html' title='lets talk about swimwear.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVGwFp2jdQI/AAAAAAAABYs/_Di01Pvz1yw/s72-c/shar4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4625926984777182745</id><published>2011-02-07T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:05:30.438-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life lessons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the other day, my brother was assigned an english project to interview an elderly member of the community. he chose my grandpa, or "papa" as we know him. both my brother and i have always been very close with our grandparents [we only have one set] so i was extremely curious with the questions he asked and the answers he received. can i just tell you? they amazed me. my papa dropped out of high school to get married after his junior year. he was seventeen years old at the time and had four kids by his 22nd birthday. not only is he one of the best men i know, he is also the hardest working [and wealthiest] person i know. recently my grandma was &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/12/life-isnt-always-perfect-is-it.html"&gt;diagnosed with cancer&lt;/a&gt; and i swear to you, the day we found out was the first time i've ever seen him cry. thinking of it now.. the way he held her hand, and ran his fingers through her hair, and called her baby, and told her that he knew it was hard and that it wasn't fair and that she didn't deserve this but that they would get through it.. it moves me to tears. he repeated their vows to her right then and there.. "for better or for worse, in sickness and in health." the love he has for her, and for our entire family, just blows my mind. i would be lucky beyond belief to find a man who loves me half that much. not only is he hardworking, loving, and just good to the core, he is also ext remely wise. he gives the best advice and he's always straight to the point. so without further a due: &lt;i&gt;some things i've learned from my papa:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;"work hard. be honest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;"whatever you do, be great at it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;and don't tell people you're great. if you are, they'll notice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;if you have to tell them, you aren't."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVCTQXMJVxI/AAAAAAAABYc/E0i0Lu-RjBE/s1600/grandpa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVCTQXMJVxI/AAAAAAAABYc/E0i0Lu-RjBE/s400/grandpa.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;"life isn't always perfect, is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;"you know, good things happen when you're good to people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4625926984777182745?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4625926984777182745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4625926984777182745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4625926984777182745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4625926984777182745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-lessons.html' title='life lessons.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TVCTQXMJVxI/AAAAAAAABYc/E0i0Lu-RjBE/s72-c/grandpa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5904704219119139825</id><published>2011-02-07T05:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T05:54:47.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>body inspiration.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TU_LYXjt83I/AAAAAAAABYQ/DRwSeSYAzCg/s1600/dream.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TU_LYXjt83I/AAAAAAAABYQ/DRwSeSYAzCg/s400/dream.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt; "the curve is more powerful than the sword."&lt;br /&gt;- mae west.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never had a straight body. while i've always been small.. i've always had curves and i've always been soft. don't get me wrong, i love my curves.. but i'd like to cultivate them. i'd like to tone them up a bit so i can love them all of the time, and not only sixty percent of it. especially since i'll be spending an entire year in a bathing suit [more on that later].. i've really got to get beach ready. and fast. so i'm asking.. what are your secrets? do you have any special diet food you love? or a workout routine that really works for you? or some sort of magic potion.. because i'm all for the magic potion. bring it on. all of it. seriously.. i want to know how you get beach ready. and fast. &lt;strike&gt;scratch that&lt;/strike&gt;. i &lt;i&gt;need&lt;/i&gt; to know how you get beach ready. like yesterday.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TU_La7nMHjI/AAAAAAAABYY/mKOdi-3JQeA/s1600/dream2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TU_La7nMHjI/AAAAAAAABYY/mKOdi-3JQeA/s400/dream2.jpg" border="0" height="400" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;images.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 153, 153);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5904704219119139825?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5904704219119139825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5904704219119139825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5904704219119139825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5904704219119139825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/body-inspiration.html' title='body inspiration.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TU_LYXjt83I/AAAAAAAABYQ/DRwSeSYAzCg/s72-c/dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3138109485693302802</id><published>2011-02-06T04:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T04:38:27.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sort of..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lately i've been &lt;i&gt;obsessed &lt;/i&gt;with ingrid michaelson. but i heard this for the first time on &lt;a href="http://fairytalesaretruths.blogspot.com/"&gt;fairy tales are true.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i kind of love it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/f_4utiBscIE" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3138109485693302802?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3138109485693302802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3138109485693302802&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5258820646673361656</id><published>2011-02-05T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T13:27:28.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>correct me if i'm wrong..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TU2WCWqDVVI/AAAAAAAABYM/EUq3n0pwxjM/s1600/passport.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TU2WCWqDVVI/AAAAAAAABYM/EUq3n0pwxjM/s320/passport.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i'm pretty sure i can use this for my passport photo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;am i looking over anything? do you know more about this than i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://travel.state.gov/passport/get/first/first_830.html#step1first"&gt;requirements here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3183247686480570840-5258820646673361656?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5258820646673361656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5258820646673361656&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5258820646673361656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dreamer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lets talk about the things i love that make me, me. shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;soy sugar free vanilly chai lattes.&amp;nbsp; lowercase letters.&amp;nbsp; quotes.&amp;nbsp; skeleton keys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;big hair.&amp;nbsp; old ball jars.&amp;nbsp; antique doors and windows.&amp;nbsp; sun soaked skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;coconut.&amp;nbsp; anything coconut.&amp;nbsp; delicate jewelry.&amp;nbsp; my siblings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;babies.&amp;nbsp; fresh cut grass.&amp;nbsp; seafood.&amp;nbsp; tulips.&amp;nbsp; soft skin.&amp;nbsp; white linen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;floral prints.&amp;nbsp; john mayer.&amp;nbsp; hard back books.&amp;nbsp; microbrew beer.&amp;nbsp; champange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love stories.&amp;nbsp; wine grapes.&amp;nbsp; yellow.&amp;nbsp; stripes.&amp;nbsp; blogging.&amp;nbsp; photography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quilts.&amp;nbsp; vanilla candles.&amp;nbsp; white christmas lights.&amp;nbsp; oak trees.&amp;nbsp; palm springs, ca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the great gatsby.&amp;nbsp; typogrophy prints.&amp;nbsp; hardwood floors.&amp;nbsp; salmon.&amp;nbsp; scarves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my parents.&amp;nbsp; lace.&amp;nbsp; long walks.&amp;nbsp; meaningful talks.&amp;nbsp; ice cream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uVI254QGSQ4"&gt;at last.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; stud earrings.&amp;nbsp; baseball.&amp;nbsp; white shorts.&amp;nbsp; caramel.&amp;nbsp; the forth of july.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;limes.&amp;nbsp; mascara.&amp;nbsp; other people's old postcards.&amp;nbsp; laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUwtJoRUB5I/AAAAAAAABXg/hlyHU528M1c/s1600/shar2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUwtJoRUB5I/AAAAAAAABXg/hlyHU528M1c/s400/shar2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-802130600930789773?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/802130600930789773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=802130600930789773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/802130600930789773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/802130600930789773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/about-this-dreamer.html' title='about this dreamer..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUwtJoRUB5I/AAAAAAAABXg/hlyHU528M1c/s72-c/shar2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-834776457526232294</id><published>2011-02-04T03:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T03:41:41.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"thats it."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AZZ_8hAIY2g" title="YouTube video player" width="640" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my goodness. could that get any cuter? i found it over at &lt;a href="http://littleremindersoflove.blogspot.com/2011/02/play-watch-dance-repeat.html"&gt;little reminders of love&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;which i &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; by the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"i will never love you more than my boyfriend when i was 14, even if he's now an asshole.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i will never love you more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 197, 232);font-size:large;" &gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-834776457526232294?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/834776457526232294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=834776457526232294&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/834776457526232294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/834776457526232294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/thats-it.html' title='&quot;thats it.&quot;'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AZZ_8hAIY2g/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4694113624436333347</id><published>2011-02-03T13:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:57:25.108-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a little lovely..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if you haven't already seen &lt;a href="http://www.oncewed.com/39314/wedding-blog/real-weddings/sweet-australian-elopement/sophie-and-adam/"&gt;these beautiful photos..&lt;/a&gt; you must be hiding under a rock. &lt;i&gt;or&lt;/i&gt; you don't follow nearly as many wedding blogs as i do. which is probably in your best interest. its a double edged sword.. because sometimes i am just overwhelmed with love and lovely photos. and then other times i realize "oh ya.. i'm still all alone." oh well. in all seriousness.. i rarely repost photos i've seen all over the blogosphere [i can't believe i just used that word], but these are just too beautiful.. and have been shown to me too many times to not show them to you. so.. without further eadue..&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ruffledblog.com/victoria-australian-intimate-wedding/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;an australian elopement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUr52ou__KI/AAAAAAAABXU/_iTz8iNQsjg/s1600/stylish-australian-elopement-17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUr52ou__KI/AAAAAAAABXU/_iTz8iNQsjg/s1600/stylish-australian-elopement-17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-size: large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4694113624436333347?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4694113624436333347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4694113624436333347&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4694113624436333347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4694113624436333347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-lovely.html' title='a little lovely..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUr52ou__KI/AAAAAAAABXU/_iTz8iNQsjg/s72-c/stylish-australian-elopement-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-7540763300167114920</id><published>2011-02-03T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T03:45:28.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>is this real life?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUu8h3bip3I/AAAAAAAABXY/51fJvHS_eTc/s1600/island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUu8h3bip3I/AAAAAAAABXY/51fJvHS_eTc/s400/island.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569752654174922610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you ever thought about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every day&lt;/span&gt; like this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-7540763300167114920?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUu8h3bip3I/AAAAAAAABXY/51fJvHS_eTc/s72-c/island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4847366668379040315</id><published>2011-02-02T03:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T03:21:43.913-05:00</updated><title type='text'>she smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FEO5rAcwlvc" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she combed your hair, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she kissed your teeth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she made you better than you'd been before,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she told you bad things you wished you could change in the lazy summer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and she told you, laughing down to her core, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so she would not cry as she lay in your lap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she said "nobody here can live forever, quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she said "no one is alone the way you are alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you held her looser than you would have if you ever could have known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some things tie your life together, slender threads and things to treasure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;days like that should last and last and last&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you've already lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes songs are too good not to share. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i hope you enjoy it the way i do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 197, 232);font-size:large;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4847366668379040315?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4847366668379040315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4847366668379040315&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4847366668379040315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4847366668379040315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/she-smiled-in-big-way-way-girl-like.html' title='she smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FEO5rAcwlvc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1997618432980070897</id><published>2011-02-02T03:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T03:03:06.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>about creativity.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUkLVMqGIhI/AAAAAAAABXE/oE_dK8J8XW0/s1600/insp..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUkLVMqGIhI/AAAAAAAABXE/oE_dK8J8XW0/s400/insp..jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUkLUGqpoUI/AAAAAAAABXA/rPcUexuuhkw/s1600/insp1..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="360" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUkLUGqpoUI/AAAAAAAABXA/rPcUexuuhkw/s400/insp1..jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://draft.blogger.com/goog_1507567857"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/all/"&gt;found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/04/that-is-all.html"&gt;previously mentioned here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"creativity comes from trust. trust your instincts.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;and never hope more than you work."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- rita mae brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've done quite a bit of trusting my instincts lately. now its time, now that i have time, to put some serious work into my creativity. this means blogging. and painting. and writing. and taking pictures. developing my craft. taking beautiful picture. and making them even more beautiful. putting some serious time into this love of mine. and seeing if i can make something out of it. something like a career. or a well crafted hobby. or anything at all. anything at all. because we've al heard it said "do not ask what the world needs. instead ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. because what the world needs is people who come alive." so i ask, what makes you come alive? and are you doing that? are you &lt;i&gt;doing&lt;/i&gt; that? are you doing that.. with your whole heart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6fa8dc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1997618432980070897?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1997618432980070897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1997618432980070897&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1997618432980070897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1997618432980070897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/about-creativity.html' title='about creativity.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUkLVMqGIhI/AAAAAAAABXE/oE_dK8J8XW0/s72-c/insp..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4901525547031631935</id><published>2011-02-02T01:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T03:04:27.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a word. a word. so many words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUj3yAb6YAI/AAAAAAAABW8/_UZDmD-TiRM/s1600/wrds.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUj3yAb6YAI/AAAAAAAABW8/_UZDmD-TiRM/s1600/wrds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://housingworksbookstore.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;found here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isn't that something? words that don't exist. but they do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the first one.. the french one.. i know that all too well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now.. if i could only find how to say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is there a feeling, or a thing, you wish there was a word for but you're not sure what it would be? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or if it even exists? i'd love to hear about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3183247686480570840-4901525547031631935?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4901525547031631935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4901525547031631935&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4901525547031631935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4901525547031631935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/word-word-so-many-words.html' title='a word. a word. so many words.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUj3yAb6YAI/AAAAAAAABW8/_UZDmD-TiRM/s72-c/wrds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5957586536582928951</id><published>2011-02-01T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T03:03:50.235-05:00</updated><title type='text'>brilliant. and simply that.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm just overjoyed &lt;a href="http://or-so-i-feel.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-brilliant.html"&gt;meg&lt;/a&gt; decided to share this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know its long, but trust me, its worth watching the entire thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;again and again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://video.ted.com/assets/player/swf/EmbedPlayer.swf"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;param name="bgColor" value="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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flashvars="vu=http://video.ted.com/talks/dynamic/BreneBrown_2010X-medium.flv&amp;amp;su=http://images.ted.com/images/ted/tedindex/embed-posters/BreneBrown-2010X.embed_thumbnail.jpg&amp;amp;vw=432&amp;amp;vh=240&amp;amp;ap=0&amp;amp;ti=1042&amp;amp;introDuration=15330&amp;amp;adDuration=4000&amp;amp;postAdDuration=830&amp;amp;adKeys=talk=brene_brown_on_vulnerability;year=2010;theme=new_on_ted_com;theme=what_makes_us_happy;theme=how_the_mind_works;theme=a_taste_of_tedx;event=TEDxHouston;" width="446" height="326"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am one of the whole-hearted.&lt;br /&gt;i embrace vulnerability. i love with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;all &lt;/span&gt;of my heart. i am kind to myself and those around me.&lt;br /&gt;i am proud to say that i was raised in a home where i always knew i was worthy of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes you vulnerable?&lt;br /&gt;do you embrace that vulnerability?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5957586536582928951?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5957586536582928951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5957586536582928951&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5957586536582928951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5957586536582928951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/brilliant-and-simply-that.html' title='brilliant. and simply that.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2441221757536169310</id><published>2011-02-01T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:08:26.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things to do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;since i'm recently unemployed.. (and looking for something new.. anyone have any ideas?) i thought i would take it upon myself to make a list. a list of things to do before the weeks end. naturally, this is only adding to the mental list of emailing my resume to everyone i can possibly think of and more. i've dedicated at least 3 hours a day to this since i quit. tomorrow it will be one week. one week. wow. anyway.. this is mostly for me, and i'm sure a rather boring post, but i've got to keep myself in check somehow. here it is. what i must accomplish this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUiRu6zQHgI/AAAAAAAABW4/9dAwWexKW40/s1600/to+do.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUiRu6zQHgI/AAAAAAAABW4/9dAwWexKW40/s320/to+do.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; change my sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; catch up on my laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;*  &lt;/span&gt;drop off resumes at every coffee shop in the entire area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; paint my toenails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; deposit my last check. i've been putting this off.. thinking it would somehow solidify it more than it already has been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; organize the paperwork that has collected in my front entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; pay that parking ticket i forgot about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; as well as that chiropractor bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; use the tanning minutes i've saved forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; charge my camera battery and find the computer cord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;  post about my &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/overjoyed.html"&gt;lovely new shoes&lt;/a&gt;, and cutting my own bangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt; visit thrift stores and antique shops. i need to get my creative juices flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all for now..&lt;br /&gt;of course it is very likely i'll add to this later. what is on your to-do list this week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i'm oh so curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2441221757536169310?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2441221757536169310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2441221757536169310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2441221757536169310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2441221757536169310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/things-to-do.html' title='things to do.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUiRu6zQHgI/AAAAAAAABW4/9dAwWexKW40/s72-c/to+do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1557478166616930925</id><published>2011-02-01T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T17:46:36.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i have no idea where i am going..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my Lord God,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have no idea where i am going&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i do not see the road ahead of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i cannot know for certain when it will end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nor do i really know myself,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the fact that i think i am following your will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;does not mean that i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;actually doing so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i believe that the desire to please you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;does in face please you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i hope that i have that desire in all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that i am doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i know that if i do this, you will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lead me by the right road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;though i may know nothing about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;therefore i will trust you always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;though i may seem to be lost&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and in the shadow of death, i will&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not fear, for you are ever with me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you will never leave me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to face my perils alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;- thomas merton.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/2391666/"&gt;found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUiM2N1gygI/AAAAAAAABW0/FfVPyls7LgE/s1600/pray.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUiM2N1gygI/AAAAAAAABW0/FfVPyls7LgE/s320/pray.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need prayer today, my friends. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i need prayer today and each day following.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will be the first to admit that i have no idea where i am going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i felt such a strong conviction in leaving what i had known, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thought the unknown would be made clear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please pray for a clear mind and an equally open heart and set of eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUiL3a3xUpI/AAAAAAAABWw/5IeQOXJjK-w/s1600/prayer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you have any prayer requests, just leave them in the comments below, i'd gladly return the favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1557478166616930925?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1557478166616930925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1557478166616930925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1557478166616930925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1557478166616930925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-no-idea-where-i-am-going.html' title='i have no idea where i am going..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUiM2N1gygI/AAAAAAAABW0/FfVPyls7LgE/s72-c/pray.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8540487506290562629</id><published>2011-01-31T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:57:24.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a poem and a prayer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;* *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;The Summer Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mary Oliver.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUdLlNsp4fI/AAAAAAAABWk/fsLGTV3yS2E/s1600/sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUdLlNsp4fI/AAAAAAAABWk/fsLGTV3yS2E/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who made the world?&lt;br /&gt;Who made the swan, and the black bear?&lt;br /&gt;Who made the grasshopper?&lt;br /&gt;This grasshopper, I mean-&lt;br /&gt;the one who has flung herself out of the grass,&lt;br /&gt;the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,&lt;br /&gt;who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-&lt;br /&gt;who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.&lt;br /&gt;Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know exactly what a prayer is.&lt;br /&gt;I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down&lt;br /&gt;into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,&lt;br /&gt;how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,&lt;br /&gt;which is what I have been doing all day.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what else should I have done?&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, what is it you plan to do&lt;br /&gt;with your one wild and precious life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loc.gov/poetry/180/133.html"&gt;found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8540487506290562629?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8540487506290562629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8540487506290562629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8540487506290562629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8540487506290562629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/poem-and-prayer.html' title='a poem and a prayer.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUdLlNsp4fI/AAAAAAAABWk/fsLGTV3yS2E/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-7301880332765609800</id><published>2011-01-31T18:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T18:36:24.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>space.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pyWUVRXjN1Q" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;does it make you feel free? does it make you feel young?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;how does it feel not to need anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this song hit a few heart strings today.. so i thought i would share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hope you're having a wonderful monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-7301880332765609800?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/7301880332765609800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=7301880332765609800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7301880332765609800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7301880332765609800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/space.html' title='space.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pyWUVRXjN1Q/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3910646409532006023</id><published>2011-01-31T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T17:21:38.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what? i actually cooked something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep. you read that correctly.. i. actually. cooked. something.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; it doesn't taste bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;it's healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUc1rKUDmtI/AAAAAAAABWg/o5gIvzdg-uc/s1600/avocado-fries-su-1886172-l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUc1rKUDmtI/AAAAAAAABWg/o5gIvzdg-uc/s1600/avocado-fries-su-1886172-l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; i &lt;strike&gt;might have&lt;/strike&gt; caught the kitchen on fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't worry.. it put itself out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't ask me how.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i screamed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you would too if you could taste how wonderful these &lt;a href="http://find.myrecipes.com/recipes/recipefinder.dyn?action=displayRecipe&amp;amp;recipe_id=10000001886172"&gt;avocado fries&lt;/a&gt; are.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and they came out of &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; oven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;miracles do happen people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now i think i'm going to attempt to make every single yummy inspiration i've found on&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/sharberry/yumm-yumm/"&gt; pinterest.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and also, i'm going to add garlic salt next time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because honestly.. can you ever have enough garlic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the answer is no.&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/3183247686480570840-3910646409532006023?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3910646409532006023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3910646409532006023&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2696309041529932608</id><published>2011-01-28T22:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T22:43:01.204-05:00</updated><title type='text'>eeeeeek. ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;youuuu guuuuuys! i am beyond ecstatic right now! honestly, i can barely contain myself. my face is going to hurt in the morning i'm smiling so much. what is that, you say? i won the lottery? i just landed &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow-up.html"&gt;my dream job&lt;/a&gt;? i'm a living breathing example of &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-things-dont-go-as-planned.html"&gt;life handing you lemons&lt;/a&gt; and making lemonade? YES! well.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost!&lt;/span&gt; you see.. one of my absolute favorite wedding blogs &lt;a href="http://ruffledblog.com/"&gt;Ruffled &lt;/a&gt;is hiring. and can you guess what kind of gal they are looking for? YES! one. just. like. me. or ..at least.. i think so.. and that is why i just applied! seriously. i did. because you know what? you'll never get anything you don't ask for. and you'll never accomplish something if you don't try. so i did it. i applied for my dream job. because i believe in myself and my abilities. and i also think i'm a pretty good fit for them. and as perfect as i think this could be.. i've got to ask.. could you send a few extra prayers over my way for a while? because while i've followed the convictions God placed on my heart and i know i will be rewarded for my obedience, but a couple extra prayers never hurt anyone, and i sure would appreciate it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;also, i'd like to  take a moment to thank you lovely ladies (and the few gentleman) that read my little corner of the internet. your comments make my day. and when that little number to our right grows.. that REALLY makes my day. and even though i'd still be putting my thoughts and inspirations into the world if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody&lt;/span&gt; was reading.. i absolutely LOVE that you care to hear what i have to say. i love each and every one of you. i truly truly do. so, thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUOJdnWazEI/AAAAAAAABWc/w2wnX-2yFfo/s1600/ruffled-wedding-blog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUOJdnWazEI/AAAAAAAABWc/w2wnX-2yFfo/s400/ruffled-wedding-blog.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;"go confidently in the direction of your dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;live the life you've imagined." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- henry david thoreau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2696309041529932608?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2696309041529932608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2696309041529932608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2696309041529932608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2696309041529932608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/eeeeeek.html' title='eeeeeek. &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TUOJdnWazEI/AAAAAAAABWc/w2wnX-2yFfo/s72-c/ruffled-wedding-blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-6391368535682262025</id><published>2011-01-28T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:00:10.054-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things people say'/><title type='text'>oh, eleanor.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"a woman is like a tea bag, you can't tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"as for accomplishments, i just did what i had to do as things came along."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"do what you feel in your heart to be right - for you'll be criticized anyway. you'll be damned if you do, and you'll be damned if you don't."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYutHhwSdI/AAAAAAAABVg/DFCfHdZM7uY/s1600/21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYutHhwSdI/AAAAAAAABVg/DFCfHdZM7uY/s320/21.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"friendship with ones self is all important, because without it one can not be friends with anyone else in the world."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"happiness is not a goal - it is a by product."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"have convictions. be friendly. stick to your beliefs as they stick to theirs. work as hard as they do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYusotULSI/AAAAAAAABVc/NEi0F0VY2uE/s1600/w1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYusotULSI/AAAAAAAABVc/NEi0F0VY2uE/s320/w1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i can not believe that war is the best solution. no one won the last door, and no one will win the next."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i think that somehow we learn who we really are, and then live with that decision."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"it is better to light a candle than to curse the darkness."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYutipzINI/AAAAAAAABVk/LAQhaanTgz8/s1600/j3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYutipzINI/AAAAAAAABVk/LAQhaanTgz8/s320/j3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"it takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"never allow a person to tell you no who doesn't have the power to tell you yes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"the future belongs to those who believe in the power of their dreams."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYut_qG_mI/AAAAAAAABVo/s00XbeT7dsU/s1600/j6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="222" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYut_qG_mI/AAAAAAAABVo/s00XbeT7dsU/s320/j6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"the only things one can admire at length is those one admires without knowing why."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"understanding is a two-way street."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"you have to accept whatever comes and the only important thing is that you meet it with courage and with the best that you have to give."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;- eleanor roosevelt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3183247686480570840-6391368535682262025?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/6391368535682262025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=6391368535682262025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6391368535682262025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6391368535682262025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-eleanor.html' title='oh, eleanor.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTYutHhwSdI/AAAAAAAABVg/DFCfHdZM7uY/s72-c/21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3945214268032428624</id><published>2011-01-27T03:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T03:08:05.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i only decided to post this tonight so i could comment on the bloggess' blog and not have a lame title come up next to my name.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wanna hear something cool?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;i quit my job today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep.. i quit. on my own. voluntarily. without encouragment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nope.. i don't have something lined up. or another opportunity. or a back up plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep.. &lt;i&gt;i am a little crazy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i'm also young. and personable. and i have a nice smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i'll be just fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;until i know what the heck im actually doing with my life.. i'm &lt;strike&gt;unemployed.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so far that unemployment has consisted of reading, bubble baths, sushi, and good music.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(you want to quit your job now too, don't you?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but mostly unemployment has consisted of trying to come up with a new word for unemployment that says,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"I QUIT MY JOB BECAUSE I HAVE HIGH MORAL STANDARDS AND I CAN'T PRETEND I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS GOING ON FOR ANOTHER SINGLE SECOND."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aaaaaand i've got nothing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;suggestions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll gladly take them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also, if you are wondering about the title of this post.. &lt;a href="http://thebloggess.com/2011/01/i-fucking-love-you-people/"&gt;this will explain a lot.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3945214268032428624?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3945214268032428624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3945214268032428624&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3945214268032428624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3945214268032428624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-only-decided-to-post-this-tonight-so.html' title='i only decided to post this tonight so i could comment on the bloggess&apos; blog and not have a lame title come up next to my name.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-7112567304002186689</id><published>2011-01-26T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T20:41:51.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things people say'/><title type='text'>oh, jen.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTThzIiI7TI/AAAAAAAABTQ/_oZVXnzVwC8/s1600/j1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTThzIiI7TI/AAAAAAAABTQ/_oZVXnzVwC8/s400/j1.jpg" border="0" width="277" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"the greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel pain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i love the feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that is special."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"a relationship isn't going to make me survive. its the cherry on top."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTThyXA4gJI/AAAAAAAABTI/Dlf9DcQQJoA/s1600/j2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTThyXA4gJI/AAAAAAAABTI/Dlf9DcQQJoA/s320/j2.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i always say, don't make plans, make options."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"really try to follow what it is you want to do, and what your heart is telling you to do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"the best smell in the world is the man that you love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTThy5wG2SI/AAAAAAAABTM/b44DOPzYDGA/s1600/j3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTThy5wG2SI/AAAAAAAABTM/b44DOPzYDGA/s400/j3.jpg" border="0" width="300" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;- jennifer aniston.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-7112567304002186689?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/7112567304002186689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=7112567304002186689&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7112567304002186689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7112567304002186689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-jen.html' title='oh, jen.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTThzIiI7TI/AAAAAAAABTQ/_oZVXnzVwC8/s72-c/j1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2349213572917826368</id><published>2011-01-25T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T12:15:15.878-05:00</updated><title type='text'>go far..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TT7_eMhDAPI/AAAAAAAABWY/noeA0XPYKbI/s1600/go.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;how do you go on when you've put your trust in someone else and they destroy it. when you've placed your dreams in their hands, not because you wanted to, but because they asked you to. when you made plans based on theirs while knowing in your soul that something wasn't right about it. when you've put your life on hold for the promises they've made, but now you see, never intended on keeping. how does that relationship continue. i can move past hurt feelings. but broken promises? i'm not so sure. when you've given so much of yourself to someone, to something else. after years of hard work you're left with nothing in return, and nothing to show for it. how can you move on from that? how do you take that next exit when you're not sure where that road leads. when you had a map so clear in your mind you were certain you could drive it blindfolded. but now that map is gone, stolen from someone who never had your best interest in mind. someone who was too concerned with them self to ever appreciate or respect what you've given up for them. in exchange for that beautiful map you're left completely empty handed. you've got no where to turn, but you're coming to that dead end fast. do you walk away without another plan? do you tough it out until you can figure it out? i'm not sure where i go from here.. but what i do know is i'm going. i feel like i've been waiting for something that isn't ever going to happen. i'm not waiting anymore. its time to move on. its time to start holding my own dreams in my own hands. its time to start loving those dreams into life and loving myself in the process. i might not know where i'm going just yet. but i can promise you this.. i'm going to go far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"go so far away that you stop being afraid of never coming back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TT7_eMhDAPI/AAAAAAAABWY/noeA0XPYKbI/s1600/go.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TT7_eMhDAPI/AAAAAAAABWY/noeA0XPYKbI/s400/go.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;disclaimer:  &lt;/i&gt;this is not in regards to a personal relationship, but to my job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes, that is how much it meant to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2349213572917826368?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2349213572917826368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2349213572917826368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2349213572917826368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2349213572917826368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/when-things-dont-go-as-planned.html' title='go far..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TT7_eMhDAPI/AAAAAAAABWY/noeA0XPYKbI/s72-c/go.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1335224364674426408</id><published>2011-01-24T01:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T01:44:49.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll see you in the morning, nashville.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;as i sit here packing clothes into a suitcase and watching Forrest Gump i'm wondering.. how is this real life? and not only that, but how have i managed to put off packing until right now? eight hours before my car has to pull out of that drive and makes its way to the airport with me inside of it.. how have i not bought a new book to read on the plane? how have i not charged my camera battery? how have i not already written this post? why wont it let me attach a picture? why do i feel like anything i write isn't going to be enough tonight? so many questions.. and hopefully this trip will hold the answers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've got a couple of posts planned for you while i'm gone and you can follow my &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://twitter.com/#%21/sharberryyy"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;updates along the way :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TT0eYF6oS5I/AAAAAAAABWU/hZD94KBzI7k/s1600/airplane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TT0eYF6oS5I/AAAAAAAABWU/hZD94KBzI7k/s400/airplane.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have a wonderful week while i'm gone.. i'll have a million pictures for you when i get back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loves! loves!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_695445095"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_695445096"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1335224364674426408?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1335224364674426408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1335224364674426408&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1335224364674426408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1335224364674426408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/ill-see-you-in-morning-nashville.html' title='i&apos;ll see you in the morning, nashville.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TT0eYF6oS5I/AAAAAAAABWU/hZD94KBzI7k/s72-c/airplane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8993921501374863885</id><published>2011-01-21T13:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T13:14:24.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>for a very special someone..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTnMxLR4QUI/AAAAAAAABWQ/WoJMrPFt8o4/s1600/t1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTnMxLR4QUI/AAAAAAAABWQ/WoJMrPFt8o4/s640/t1.jpg" border="0" width="500" height="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there is nothing more to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/3569044/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8993921501374863885?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8993921501374863885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8993921501374863885&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8993921501374863885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8993921501374863885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-very-special-someone.html' title='for a very special someone..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTnMxLR4QUI/AAAAAAAABWQ/WoJMrPFt8o4/s72-c/t1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2774372007848810116</id><published>2011-01-20T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T12:00:42.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bursting.</title><content type='html'>i don't know what is going on.. but it feels as if my heart is bursting.. bursting in the best way possible. bursting with hope, and love to give. its funny.. when you get to the place where you finally know yourself, for me at least, it was as if i suddenly became fearless. as if i know that though things may not go as planned, some roads may never be traveled, some chances may never be taken, but regardless.. i'm going to be just fine. things, every single one of them, are going to be just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight stephanie is coming over to drink wine and watch a movie and hopefully i will be able to put in to words all that i have been thinking and feeling lately. she's such a good listener and knows me better than i even know myself at times, i can't wait to talk her ear off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, if you have a soft spot for words the way i do, you must visit these blogs. &lt;a href="http://myteacupsinpeony.blogspot.com/search/label/quotes"&gt;my teacups in peony.&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://littleremindersoflove.blogspot.com/search/label/quote%20of%20the%20week"&gt;ponderings of a hopeless romantic.&lt;/a&gt; they are both filled with so many wonderful quotes it was nearly impossible to narrow it down on which one to share with you.. so i'll leave you with two that perfectly suit where i'm at right now:&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTjkfzYX_SI/AAAAAAAABWM/gNTe8yZBGHY/s1600/s2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTjkfzYX_SI/AAAAAAAABWM/gNTe8yZBGHY/s400/s2.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i may still not know what i want to be when i grow up, but i do know that someday i want to live in a house filled with my books and travel souveniers. and the walls that aren't covered in bookshelves will be covered with photos of my family and friends. when i leave the house i will be going to a job i love, and i'll return to a person i love. so, thats the dream i'm working on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"she's not the type of girl to wait by the phone.&lt;br /&gt;she won't cry. she knows it'll get her nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;she'll laugh a lot and often.&lt;br /&gt;she will live her own life.&lt;br /&gt;she would like you to be a part of it,&lt;br /&gt;but she'll do just fine without you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);font-size:large;" &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2774372007848810116?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2774372007848810116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2774372007848810116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2774372007848810116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2774372007848810116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/bursting.html' title='bursting.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTjkfzYX_SI/AAAAAAAABWM/gNTe8yZBGHY/s72-c/s2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-9154071226623984178</id><published>2011-01-20T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T19:51:06.745-05:00</updated><title type='text'>isn't that what we all want?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTjYTZibCmI/AAAAAAAABWI/w7Vc0i72kDw/s1600/s1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTjYTZibCmI/AAAAAAAABWI/w7Vc0i72kDw/s400/s1.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;"may your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. i hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you're wonderful. and don't forget to make some art - write or draw or build or sing as only you can. and i hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;-neil gaiman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://littleremindersoflove.blogspot.com/2011/01/quote-of-week.html"&gt;found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3183247686480570840-9154071226623984178?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/9154071226623984178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=9154071226623984178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/9154071226623984178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/9154071226623984178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/isnt-that-what-we-all-want.html' title='isn&apos;t that what we all want?'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTjYTZibCmI/AAAAAAAABWI/w7Vc0i72kDw/s72-c/s1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3856565711617108101</id><published>2011-01-19T16:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T16:45:47.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>say something worth saying.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter where you end up, or with whom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it always ends up just the way it should be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;your mistakes make you who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you learn and grow with each choice you make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everything is worth it. say how you feel, always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;be you, and be ok with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTdbGOV5noI/AAAAAAAABV8/HPd0prOWxsg/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTdbGOV5noI/AAAAAAAABV8/HPd0prOWxsg/s400/c1.jpg" width="400" border="0" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be afraid to feel things.&lt;br /&gt;and don't be afraid to say how you feel.&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/3183247686480570840-3856565711617108101?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3856565711617108101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3856565711617108101&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3856565711617108101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3856565711617108101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/say-something-worth-saying.html' title='say something worth saying.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTdbGOV5noI/AAAAAAAABV8/HPd0prOWxsg/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8569615705790890240</id><published>2011-01-19T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T15:06:01.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>let me tell you 'bout my best friend..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTdDrVvCiqI/AAAAAAAABV4/jJfo8IW24gI/s1600/c1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTdDrVvCiqI/AAAAAAAABV4/jJfo8IW24gI/s400/c1.jpg" width="400" border="0" height="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she made me remove all the links to her blog from mine because though hers is much more funny, it is also wildly innapropriate and people we know were beginning to discover it. and for some reason that embarrassed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-she-is-my-favorite.html"&gt;writes posts about herself on my blog. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she lets me eat chocolate in her bed even though is grosses her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she makes me laugh when i'm crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she watches movies with me over and over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she sets me up on dates with people i've already met in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she gets &lt;a href="http://eugene.craigslist.org/search/mis/?query=m4w"&gt;missed connections&lt;/a&gt; written about her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she actually responds to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she eats more than anyone i've ever met and she never works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is still skinnier than i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is fearless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is one of the most capable people i know, and she always acts surprised when i tell her that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she will stand by me through thick and thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she talks about winning the lottery with me at 4 in the morning on a wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she likes road trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is my number one fan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8569615705790890240?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8569615705790890240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8569615705790890240&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8569615705790890240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8569615705790890240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/let-me-tell-you-bout-my-best-friend.html' title='let me tell you &apos;bout my best friend..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTdDrVvCiqI/AAAAAAAABV4/jJfo8IW24gI/s72-c/c1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1797663400078516817</id><published>2011-01-19T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T15:17:41.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='color'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>oh she is my favorite.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I JUST LOVE COLOR THIIIIIIIIISSSSS MUCH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like snuggling with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like losing my keys in her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i like eating chocolate in her bed-even though it &lt;b&gt;grosses&lt;/b&gt; her out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnd I LOVE biting my nails in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i just love to occasionally &lt;i&gt;elbow her in the face&lt;/i&gt; while she is fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1797663400078516817?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1797663400078516817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1797663400078516817&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1797663400078516817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1797663400078516817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-she-is-my-favorite.html' title='oh she is my favorite.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2731730888038293313</id><published>2011-01-18T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:45:38.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OVERJOYED.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember when i wanted &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-case-you-are-wondering-what-to-get.html"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; for christmas?&lt;br /&gt;well guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I JUST &lt;a href="http://www.jessicasimpsoncollection.com/SHOES/High-Heels/DANY.html"&gt;BOUGHT&lt;/a&gt; THE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTXUUElEKiI/AAAAAAAABTU/Gwxm4Q3iT6w/s1600/Jessica%2BSimpson%2BDany.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTXUUElEKiI/AAAAAAAABTU/Gwxm4Q3iT6w/s400/Jessica%2BSimpson%2BDany.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563586355977792034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;happiest. moment. of. my. life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i hadn't forgotten about them. and i was seriously considering getting them with this month's paycheck until &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/somtimes-mistakes-are-expensive.html"&gt;this happened&lt;/a&gt;. so while i've been carefully staying out of stores [and not even letting myself window shop online] mara at &lt;a href="http://mlovesm.blogspot.com/2011/01/look-book-dany-up.html"&gt;M Loves M&lt;/a&gt; bought them.. for $48.99!!! WHAT? that is literally less than 50% off. i screamed when i read that [about 15 minutes ago] and immediately got on &lt;a href="http://www.jessicasimpsoncollection.com/"&gt;jessicasimpson.com&lt;/a&gt; to purchase them. not ONLY that, BUT because i've never purchased from &lt;a href="http://www.jessicasimpsoncollection.com/"&gt;jessicasimpson.com&lt;/a&gt; before, i looked up discount codes and found one for 10% JUST for being a first time customer. also, i got free shipping even though it says "for purchases over $100." don't ask me how that happened, because i really don't know.. but i'm soooooo excited about it. so not only did i get my &lt;a href="http://www.jessicasimpsoncollection.com/SHOES/High-Heels/DANY.html"&gt;dream shoes&lt;/a&gt;.. i got them for $44.09. now the REAL icing on the cake would be if they arrived before my nashville trip next week. i might cry. ah.&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/3183247686480570840-2731730888038293313?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2731730888038293313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2731730888038293313&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2731730888038293313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2731730888038293313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/overjoyed.html' title='OVERJOYED.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTXUUElEKiI/AAAAAAAABTU/Gwxm4Q3iT6w/s72-c/Jessica%2BSimpson%2BDany.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4038204930408101307</id><published>2011-01-17T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:59:27.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things people say'/><title type='text'>oh, audrey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i was born with an enormous need for &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/affection.html"&gt;affection&lt;/a&gt;, and a terrible need to give it."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"if i get married, i want to be very married"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTW0t6znXI/AAAAAAAABS0/36x91kXdWO4/s1600/a11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTW0t6znXI/AAAAAAAABS0/36x91kXdWO4/s320/a11.jpg" border="0" width="234" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTRQc0ybiI/AAAAAAAABSs/cQZFpZt4goA/s1600/a1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTRQc0ybiI/AAAAAAAABSs/cQZFpZt4goA/s320/a1.png" border="0" width="320" height="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"there is more to sex appeal than just measurements. i don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. i can convey just as much sex appeal picking apples off a tree, or standing in the rain."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"you can tell more about a person by what he says about others than what he says about himself."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"there must be something wrong with people who think that audrey hepburn doesn't perspire, hiccup or sneeze. in fact, i hiccup more than most." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTW1HEEVJI/AAAAAAAABS4/npfUELY883A/s1600/a12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTW1HEEVJI/AAAAAAAABS4/npfUELY883A/s320/a12.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="220" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"and your heart just breaks. thats all. you can't judge or point fingers. you just have to be lucky enough to find someone who appreciates you."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"opportunies don't often come along. so when they do, you have to grab them."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"people, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed. never throw out anyone."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTW1TZOvrI/AAAAAAAABS8/dcIgtW3oPpE/s1600/a8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTW1TZOvrI/AAAAAAAABS8/dcIgtW3oPpE/s320/a8.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="232" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"success is like reaching an important birthday and finding out you're exactly the same."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"the best thing to hold on to in life is each other."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;-audrey hepburn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4038204930408101307?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4038204930408101307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4038204930408101307&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4038204930408101307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4038204930408101307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-audrey.html' title='oh, audrey.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTTW0t6znXI/AAAAAAAABS0/36x91kXdWO4/s72-c/a11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-7032341573943712706</id><published>2011-01-17T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T16:04:53.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>honey green tea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have you tried sobe's new all natural zero calorie &lt;a href="http://www.sobe.com/#/tea-and-elixirs/honey-green-tea"&gt;honey green tea&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you haven't, go do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;R I G H T N O W.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTSuznTmJ8I/AAAAAAAABSo/ev89YSFAmck/s1600/s1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTSuznTmJ8I/AAAAAAAABSo/ev89YSFAmck/s320/s1.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously. you will not regret it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;warning:&lt;/i&gt; you may quickly become addicted and your cap may scare you a bit. this drink is worth the risks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;disclaimer:&lt;/i&gt; sobe not only has nothing to do with this post, they don't even know about it. no, they are not sponsoring me. but wouldn't that be awesome?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-7032341573943712706?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/7032341573943712706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=7032341573943712706&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7032341573943712706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/7032341573943712706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/honey-green-tea.html' title='honey green tea.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTSuznTmJ8I/AAAAAAAABSo/ev89YSFAmck/s72-c/s1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8709302092218726688</id><published>2011-01-16T22:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T22:50:44.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you want to be when you grow up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTO8RTOr2TI/AAAAAAAABSk/uBnDsvrYEQo/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTO8RTOr2TI/AAAAAAAABSk/uBnDsvrYEQo/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;is it bad that the truthful answer to this question is only partially what i tell people? i normally either say "i don't know yet" or "a mom" or "i want to flip houses." while yes.. all but the first are true...i really just want to say "i want to be a stay at home mother/blogger/photographer/house renovator." but i don't. because really, who the hell actually admits to wanting to stay at home and do their own thing while their [hopefully extremely good looking/hard working] husband kicks ass in the real world? no one? ohh ya. thats right. NO ONE. but ohh well. that is what i want. someday i want to just stay at home and find a way to make money while keeping myself extremely happy and filling my days with taking beautiful pictures,&amp;nbsp; reading things that make me happy to be alive, cooking delicious and healthy meals, mastering yoga, refinishing hardwood floors, loving on my husband, helping my children grow into lovely adults, and having daily hour long phone conversations with my mother. and really? i don't think that is too much to ask. so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;what do &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; want to be when you grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8709302092218726688?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8709302092218726688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8709302092218726688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8709302092218726688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8709302092218726688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-do-you-want-to-be-when-you-grow-up.html' title='what do you want to be when you grow up?'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTO8RTOr2TI/AAAAAAAABSk/uBnDsvrYEQo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5484500529689551863</id><published>2011-01-15T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T20:19:04.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just live.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJHC-UEvoI/AAAAAAAABSc/7aN38BsmKUo/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJHC-UEvoI/AAAAAAAABSc/7aN38BsmKUo/s640/4.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJHErz9O5I/AAAAAAAABSg/l6LtcZdrC_w/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJHErz9O5I/AAAAAAAABSg/l6LtcZdrC_w/s640/1.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="526" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;i had to do some quick work at the office and while looking for something else, found this on my computer. i have no idea where i got it {and if you know, please comment}, but its something worth sharing. enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5484500529689551863?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5484500529689551863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5484500529689551863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5484500529689551863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5484500529689551863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/just-live.html' title='just live.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJHC-UEvoI/AAAAAAAABSc/7aN38BsmKUo/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1821225046173168646</id><published>2011-01-15T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:55:17.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>affection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJBsHZLhYI/AAAAAAAABSY/QDNidJq2xhY/s1600/t2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJBsHZLhYI/AAAAAAAABSY/QDNidJq2xhY/s400/t2.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;"It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- &lt;i&gt;the sweet far thing,&lt;/i&gt; libba bray - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fuckyeahliteraryquotes.tumblr.com/"&gt;quote.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/entry/6172373"&gt;photo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1821225046173168646?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1821225046173168646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1821225046173168646&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1821225046173168646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1821225046173168646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/affection.html' title='affection.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTJBsHZLhYI/AAAAAAAABSY/QDNidJq2xhY/s72-c/t2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-6889564958176021746</id><published>2011-01-14T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:06:34.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you, man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTDItTMiRkI/AAAAAAAABSI/B3vpbEmzkq4/s1600/j1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTDItTMiRkI/AAAAAAAABSI/B3vpbEmzkq4/s400/j1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562166220375082562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTDHMkpZv5I/AAAAAAAABR0/mZtBqe_DRJo/s1600/23227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTDHMkpZv5I/AAAAAAAABR0/mZtBqe_DRJo/s400/23227.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTDIx6gfG5I/AAAAAAAABSQ/OVdJnuJJEcA/s1600/j2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTDIx6gfG5I/AAAAAAAABSQ/OVdJnuJJEcA/s400/j2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562166299647220626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/3183247686480570840-6889564958176021746?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/6889564958176021746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=6889564958176021746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6889564958176021746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6889564958176021746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-love-you-man.html' title='i love you, man.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTDItTMiRkI/AAAAAAAABSI/B3vpbEmzkq4/s72-c/j1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1503971655171401798</id><published>2011-01-14T14:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T17:14:12.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i only play games i can win.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and right now i feel like i am winning at life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i love my job. i love my family. i love my friends. i love this upcoming weekend. i love volunteering. i love loosing sleep and getting butterflies. i love my ducks. i love my hair. i love my haircuts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;waaaiiitttt a second.. i'm starting to sound like someone i'm sure you've seen before.. anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qR3rK0kZFkg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qR3rK0kZFkg?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;playing games i can win also includes games i can't loose. like &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2011/01/fill-in-blank-friday_14.html"&gt;play alongs&lt;/a&gt; with other bloggers. &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/because-i-love-sydney-and-were-on-first.html"&gt;because those are fun&lt;/a&gt;, right? so if you are like me and enjoy games you can't loose, hop on over to &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2011/01/fill-in-blank-friday_14.html"&gt;lauren's blog&lt;/a&gt; and join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTCYiPschcI/AAAAAAAABRo/btk-V7pT9Sk/s1600/fill+in+the+blank.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTCYiPschcI/AAAAAAAABRo/btk-V7pT9Sk/s320/fill+in+the+blank.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(61, 133, 198);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220);"&gt;1. i feel happy when..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its sunny. i accomplish something important. i can play with children. i am having good conversation. when i'm with my family. or you can just see&lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-choosing-happiness.html"&gt; here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220);font-size:large;" &gt;2. i get silly when..&lt;/span&gt; my family talks in "baby talk." sometimes we forget we are in public. its extremely embarrassing for other people around us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220);font-size:large;" &gt;3. something that makes me sad is..&lt;/span&gt; well. not alot makes me sad, actually. i'm a pretty happy person. but what makes me sad is when people i love are hurting and there is not much i can do to heal that hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220);"&gt;4. something that makes me annoyed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kind of like sad.. i don't really get annoyed too easily. i mostly just get grossed out. haha. some things that really do annoy me though is when people are bad at their job,  when people are treated badly when they are doing their job correctly, and people who don't consider other people's feelings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220);font-size:large;" &gt;5. a time that i've been truly surprised is when..&lt;/span&gt; ummm.. lets just say i've yet to be surprised in a good way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220);"&gt;6. i'm so thankful for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my family and friends. i truly do have the best. those that have seen me at my best times and my worst and have made my better and continually stood by my side through it all are nothing short of irreplaceable to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(111, 168, 220);"&gt;7. i feel loved when..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i come home and see my doggy. my brother gives me a hug out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have a wonderful weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine will be filled with friends, food, volunteering, and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1503971655171401798?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1503971655171401798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1503971655171401798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1503971655171401798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1503971655171401798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-only-play-games-i-can-win.html' title='i only play games i can win.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TTCYiPschcI/AAAAAAAABRo/btk-V7pT9Sk/s72-c/fill+in+the+blank.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1826399663948515951</id><published>2011-01-13T14:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:35:48.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>because i love sydney. and we're on a first name basis. duh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let me tell you a little story.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;one time, color and i were at the mall, spending the money we don't really have, when we found some adorable striped skirts. if you follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/sharberryyy"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;, you know i &lt;strike&gt;like&lt;/strike&gt; love stripes. not only were these skirts striped.. they were SIX DOLLARS. six. not sixTY. six. for a whole skirt. and they weren't even on sale. i died. i actually died. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;not only do i love stripes, &lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/2011/01/awkward-and-awesome-thursday.html"&gt;i love sydney.&lt;/a&gt; seriously. obsessed. i even made a reference to her having a striped skirt like ours while at the mall and i used her first name so other shoppers didn't think i was crazy and color TOTALLY KNEW WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. thats why we're best firends. anywayyy.. i think she (and her husband tyson) are the cutest things of my life and i sort of want to be best friends. ok not sort of. i totally do. she's adorable. she's hilarious. she does awesome and awkward thursdays. she's the best. in fact, one night color and i stayed up till God knows when watching p.s. i love you, drinking wine, and stalking &lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/2011/01/awkward-and-awesome-thursday.html"&gt;the daybook&lt;/a&gt; all the way back &lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-us.html"&gt;to it's creation. &lt;/a&gt;moral of the story. now color wants to be her best friend too. also, we want to get married. not to each other. but just in general. because seriously 80% of the bloggers i love are married. and i sort of think i'm missing out. just kidding. but not really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;actually, getting married is not the moral of the story. i got sidetracked. the moral of the story is to follow &lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/2011/01/awkward-and-awesome-thursday.html"&gt;sydney&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/2011/01/awkward-and-awesome-thursday.html"&gt;the daybook. &lt;/a&gt;and also blog about your awkward and awesome thursday too. its fun. i promise. just ask color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS9M1k3LGcI/AAAAAAAABRk/jGnCipFbSJE/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="135" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS9M1k3LGcI/AAAAAAAABRk/jGnCipFbSJE/s400/Picnik+collage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffcccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;awkward:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;color. seriously 98% of the time. its fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the fact that googleing isn't a word yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;valentines day when you're single. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the fact that i've never had a valentine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"kissy faces." why do we do that? seriously.&lt;br /&gt;getting way too into my brother's sporting events. i need to calm down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;borrowing someone's pants and accidentally leaving them at someone else's house. then trying to get them back but you aren't really friends with either one of those people anymore. terrible.&lt;br /&gt;eating so much mexican food you HAVE to go home and change before someone sees you because your skirt is now too tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #ffcccc; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;awesome:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P2865&amp;amp;categoryId=S10601&amp;amp;shouldPaginate=true"&gt;hot pinks lips.&lt;/a&gt; seriously obsessed right now. valentines day, anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;googleing (honestly, how is that not a word yet?) &lt;a href="http://sarocks.co.za/2008/07/28/24-more-reasons-to-stay-in-sa/"&gt;reasons to move to south africa &lt;/a&gt;because sydney mentioned loving their accents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;accents. in general. lovely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;the chance of me moving to nashville and getting an accent. or a husband. i'd settle for either. or both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my upcoming trip to nashville. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my barista, matt. i love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1826399663948515951?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1826399663948515951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1826399663948515951&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1826399663948515951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1826399663948515951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/because-i-love-sydney-and-were-on-first.html' title='because i love sydney. and we&apos;re on a first name basis. duh.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS9M1k3LGcI/AAAAAAAABRk/jGnCipFbSJE/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-479998664409242540</id><published>2011-01-12T18:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:55:07.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dear winter, get out of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS49ybynavI/AAAAAAAABRU/vm4IWhqXQQ4/s1600/su3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am a warm weather type of girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like the beach, and the lake, and swimming holes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like sunglasses, and tanning lotion, and swim suits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like sandals, and sidewalk chalk, and sprinklers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;someday, i really want a convertible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so this freezing weather?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sooo. sooo. over it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS490kL1AaI/AAAAAAAABRg/O23yzi5tDys/s1600/su2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS490kL1AaI/AAAAAAAABRg/O23yzi5tDys/s320/su2.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS49zDpC7UI/AAAAAAAABRY/sJECyuugcCs/s1600/su4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS49zDpC7UI/AAAAAAAABRY/sJECyuugcCs/s320/su4.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS49zvodFCI/AAAAAAAABRc/kbf7a8Nqx9g/s1600/su1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS49zvodFCI/AAAAAAAABRc/kbf7a8Nqx9g/s320/su1.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZqx0ALCdlU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fZqx0ALCdlU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do you like warm weather, too?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-479998664409242540?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/479998664409242540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=479998664409242540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/479998664409242540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/479998664409242540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-winter-get-out-of-my-life.html' title='dear winter, get out of my life.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS490kL1AaI/AAAAAAAABRg/O23yzi5tDys/s72-c/su2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8844688697952303195</id><published>2011-01-12T17:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T17:30:33.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>minka kelly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; remember when i was sliiiiightly jealous of all the hotties &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/03/jennifer-aniston.html"&gt;jen has dated&lt;/a&gt; over the years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minka kelly definitely comes in a close second.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS4nI9ilHWI/AAAAAAAABRM/DIEQZA6v9sY/s1600/jeter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS4nI9ilHWI/AAAAAAAABRM/DIEQZA6v9sY/s320/jeter.jpg" border="0" width="232" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;derrek jeter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and john mayer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS4nJ8uZhsI/AAAAAAAABRQ/n6E_9w4DkCY/s1600/john-mayer-and-minka-kelly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS4nJ8uZhsI/AAAAAAAABRQ/n6E_9w4DkCY/s320/john-mayer-and-minka-kelly.jpg" border="0" width="240" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she knows how to pick 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8844688697952303195?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8844688697952303195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8844688697952303195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8844688697952303195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8844688697952303195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/minka-kelly.html' title='minka kelly.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS4nI9ilHWI/AAAAAAAABRM/DIEQZA6v9sY/s72-c/jeter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-576469369219085510</id><published>2011-01-11T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T20:28:18.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>on choosing happiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there are so many things i could say on this topic. i could talk your ear off about being happy, and choosing happiness, and being your best, most happy self. &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/10/about-happiness.html"&gt;its something i feel really passionate about.&lt;/a&gt; which is why i was so happy to find that &lt;a href="http://nicoleisbetter.com/eliminating-guilt-my-upcoming-cookbook-and-the-declaration-that-despite-all-of-the-downers-whod-have-you-believe-otherwise-actively-trying-to-be-happy-isnt-a-bad-thing"&gt;someone else i find hilarious&lt;/a&gt; also knows the importance of being happy with yourself. &lt;a href="http://nicoleisbetter.com/eliminating-guilt-my-upcoming-cookbook-and-the-declaration-that-despite-all-of-the-downers-whod-have-you-believe-otherwise-actively-trying-to-be-happy-isnt-a-bad-thing"&gt;so go&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://nicoleisbetter.com/eliminating-guilt-my-upcoming-cookbook-and-the-declaration-that-despite-all-of-the-downers-whod-have-you-believe-otherwise-actively-trying-to-be-happy-isnt-a-bad-thing"&gt; read this&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://enjoyyourself1.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2011-01-03T09%3A26%3A00-05%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;and this too.&lt;/a&gt; you won't regret it. actually, you might regret not reading it. talk about having choices, huh? and do you know what makes me happy? i mean, of course you do. i don't know how many happy lists i've blogged. i can't tell you how many times i've been nearly bursting with happiness about &lt;i&gt;what&lt;/i&gt; i'm blogging on. in general, i'd say my readers have a pretty good idea of what makes me happy. [my readers.. all 60 of you.. &lt;i&gt;who do i think i am?&lt;/i&gt;] but do you know what makes me happy to be me? do you even want to know? no? ohh.. thats too bad, because i'm about to tell you. because really, i need to remind myself sometimes. and i like to be able to look back on posts like this. so.. here it is. what makes me happy to be me? i'll tell you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(69, 129, 142); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(69, 129, 142); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am the happiest when i am an active pers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;whether that means playing catch for an hour, taking a long walk, or &lt;a href="http://www.beachbody.com/product/fitness_programs/insanity.do?gclid=CJXWrZy9s6YCFRtqgwodj0CPmg&amp;amp;code=SEMB_GOOGLE_SAN&amp;amp;extcmp=13072541233&amp;amp;ef_id=IYZNGQPLAgABBfU:20110112010735:s"&gt;insane workouts&lt;/a&gt;, i am absolutely the happiest when i can look in the mirror and like what i see. when i can feel the muscles sore the next day? thats a really huge high for me. sure i might complain about it.. but i'm always so proud of myself for doing it the next day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(69, 129, 142); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(69, 129, 142); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am the happiest when i am taking care of m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;washing my face, flossing my teeth, putting on lotion, fixing my hair, taking time on my makeup.. these are things that i sometimes see as a waste of time. i'd rather be doing other things. there are only so many hours in the day, you know? but when i don't put effort into myself, i see the results on my attitude. i become impatient with other people, i'm not as cheery.. you get it. people seems to like me more when i like me. i like me when i'm not a mess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(69, 129, 142);font-size:130%;" &gt;i am the happiest when i am reading a great book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if i don't have something great to read for twenty minutes at the end of my day, i'm not a happy person. simple as that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(69, 129, 142); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am the happiest when i am using my creativity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;whether that is playing with my camera, doing someone's hair and makeup, blogging, writing, drawing, painting, giving an old piece of furniture a face lift, singing, anything.. if i don't get my creative juices flowing.. it hasn't been a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(69, 129, 142); text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am the happiest when i am giving love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ya.. ya.. no one likes the mushy couple who can't take their hands off of each other. and that is not what i'm saying. [though, lets be honest here, i've definitely been 1/2 of that couple a time or two. or nine.] what i'm talking about is giving love. of all sorts. if that means &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/09/be-nice-to-people.html"&gt;taking care of someone i don't know&lt;/a&gt;, or answering the phone for a friend at two am [because honestly, who calls you at that time unless they really need you?], or being the absolute best daughter, sister, friend, grand-daughter, girlfriend i know how to be. i am by far, my absolute happiest when i am giving love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS0DhyxICgI/AAAAAAAABRE/5dKupmzGSEA/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS0DhyxICgI/AAAAAAAABRE/5dKupmzGSEA/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561104993970817538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know who i am at my happiest.&lt;br /&gt;so.. who are you at yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3183247686480570840-576469369219085510?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/576469369219085510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=576469369219085510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/576469369219085510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/576469369219085510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-choosing-happiness.html' title='on choosing happiness.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TS0DhyxICgI/AAAAAAAABRE/5dKupmzGSEA/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-6380767200795598629</id><published>2011-01-11T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T18:59:46.454-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='things people say'/><title type='text'>oh, oscar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSzDCNstb4I/AAAAAAAABQ4/AaC3CPxR_3w/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSzDCNstb4I/AAAAAAAABQ4/AaC3CPxR_3w/s320/3.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "education is an admirable thing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it is well to remember from time to time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that nothing worth knowing has ever been taught."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"experience is simply the name we give our mistakes."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSzDEFJt3NI/AAAAAAAABQ8/-cJk3VTSPWI/s1600/4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSzDEFJt3NI/AAAAAAAABQ8/-cJk3VTSPWI/s320/4.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"i am not young enough to know everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"its what you read when you don't have to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; that will determine what you are when you can't help it." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "the pure and simple truth is rarely pure and never simple."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSzDHUErAII/AAAAAAAABRA/YhYyc62nPWc/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSzDHUErAII/AAAAAAAABRA/YhYyc62nPWc/s320/1.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"one should always play fairly when he has the winning cards."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"only the shallow know themselves"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all images &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;weheartit.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all quotes Oscar Wilde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-6380767200795598629?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/6380767200795598629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=6380767200795598629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6380767200795598629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/6380767200795598629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/oh-oscar.html' title='oh, oscar.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSzDCNstb4I/AAAAAAAABQ4/AaC3CPxR_3w/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3037826553949566180</id><published>2011-01-09T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:35:32.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>give in to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5SIoJSqmuI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5SIoJSqmuI?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"don't be afraid to fall in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its the only thing that matters in life, the only thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so fall in love with as many things as you can." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you haven't seen &lt;a href="http://www.countrystrong-movie.com/"&gt;country strong&lt;/a&gt; yet, i highly suggest you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3037826553949566180?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3037826553949566180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3037826553949566180&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3037826553949566180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3037826553949566180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/give-in-to-me.html' title='give in to me.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1871341900230806912</id><published>2011-01-07T13:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T13:42:52.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>j.crew spring 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSdbVjh-rfI/AAAAAAAABQ0/XDRuJgdER_A/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSdbVjh-rfI/AAAAAAAABQ0/XDRuJgdER_A/s640/Picnik+collage.jpg" border="0" width="640" height="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;can we talk about how cute &lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/womens_feature/NewArrivals.jsp"&gt;j.crew&lt;/a&gt;'s new spring line is? can we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;can we also talk about how original my post title was? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;i'm clearly a creative person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:small;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;also, i've already decided today is going to trump &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/somtimes-mistakes-are-expensive.html"&gt;yesterday.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;why? because i'm wearing a new striped jacket, its sunny, i've already accomplished a lot at the office, hayley is bringing me a homemade lunch, i'm having coffee with a friend after work, and last night's workout was a "recovery" which i didn't know before i started. such a great surprise. i felt rewarded for doing my workout even though it was literally the very last thing i wanted to do. plus.. its friiiiiday. horray! now, if you'll excuse me.. i'm going to go fantasy shop the j.crew line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1871341900230806912?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1871341900230806912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1871341900230806912&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1871341900230806912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1871341900230806912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/jcrew-spring-2011.html' title='j.crew spring 2011.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSdbVjh-rfI/AAAAAAAABQ0/XDRuJgdER_A/s72-c/Picnik+collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4895165812952117209</id><published>2011-01-06T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T19:04:56.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>somtimes mistakes are expensive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you have had those days where some things are going right, but even more is going wrong. one of those days that &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/TheEllenShow"&gt;ellen &lt;/a&gt;is in town, but you can't go see her, because you've already taken over an hour off for your lunch break because you absolutely needed to get out of your office. you were gone for so long, in fact, that your boss send you a text that says "i know you are having a hard day, but are you ever coming back?" and it makes you smile. because you've made a mistake, and while yes.. that typically annoys you for the rest of the day, it often doesn't cost you $175.37 to make better. and in this case, it does. especially when you are fixing an honest mistake by sending a man who make more money a month than you could ever imagine making in your lifetime a box of over-priced cigars as an apology. and yet you are still sending that box. even though you completely resent it, you're sending it anyway. because sometimes mistakes are expensive. even when they shouldn't be. but that is part of being an adult. right? right, you tell yourself. so on these days, where you can't seem to catch a break. you know what you do need to do? besides cry, or yell, or refuse to focus on anything but the issue at hand? you need to take a deep breath and go a little easier on yourself. you need to realize it was an honest mistake. you need to step outside, you need to enjoy the little bit of warmth and sunshine, you need to get yourself a soyvanillychaitea and you need to read something pleasant. &lt;a href="http://or-so-i-feel.blogspot.com/2011/01/girl-with-patchwork-heart-story-hope.html"&gt;like this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;sorry ya'll.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;sometimes i just need to give myself a little pep talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSZYki0tr0I/AAAAAAAABQY/1u_M9pV6eJM/s1600/ww.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSZYki0tr0I/AAAAAAAABQY/1u_M9pV6eJM/s640/ww.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;i have some fun spring fashions to blog about tomorrow!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/3183247686480570840-4895165812952117209?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4895165812952117209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4895165812952117209&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4895165812952117209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4895165812952117209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/somtimes-mistakes-are-expensive.html' title='somtimes mistakes are expensive.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSZYki0tr0I/AAAAAAAABQY/1u_M9pV6eJM/s72-c/ww.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8475734505864277003</id><published>2011-01-06T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T23:37:33.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>its opposite day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;do you ever think to yourself "i wonder what i would look like as a red head?" or a blonde? or a brunette? you know you do. and we do too. last night color over at Go Fish.. (my best friend, and a fabulous blogger.. follow her!) and i decided to test this out. because who doesn't like randomly deciding to go to a cheap movie at 10pm. on a wednesday. and then trading hair in the parking lot of Target until 1 am. because why not? right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;these are our results:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;color as a blonde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSYz861-I/AAAAAAAABQM/02lyn3tNQdw/s1600/c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSYz861-I/AAAAAAAABQM/02lyn3tNQdw/s320/c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sharlyn as a redhead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSal2TriI/AAAAAAAABQU/6LukCh9J1Bs/s1600/r4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSal2TriI/AAAAAAAABQU/6LukCh9J1Bs/s320/r4.JPG" width="268" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSYav5SDI/AAAAAAAABQI/vF94UEy5xEw/s1600/r6.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSYav5SDI/AAAAAAAABQI/vF94UEy5xEw/s320/r6.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sharlyn as a brunette.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSZ9MlulI/AAAAAAAABQQ/bunid8PEPjY/s1600/r3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="229" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSZ9MlulI/AAAAAAAABQQ/bunid8PEPjY/s320/r3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what do you think?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can we pull it off?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;color thinks i'd be pretty bomb as a red head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and do to that i've added another number to &lt;a href="http://sharslifelist.tumblr.com/"&gt;my life list.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what color of hair do you want to try?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8475734505864277003?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8475734505864277003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8475734505864277003&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8475734505864277003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8475734505864277003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/its-opposite-day.html' title='its opposite day.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSYSYz861-I/AAAAAAAABQM/02lyn3tNQdw/s72-c/c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2678038307188659629</id><published>2011-01-05T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T19:23:33.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dear blank, please blank.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've known about this website for a while. my little sister and her best friend Gabe are obsessed. he will randomly text her his favorites and he often puts them as his facebook status. i, naturally, feel obligated to "like" each and every one. why? i'm not sure. but i do. and because i think its just too good. i wanted to show you some of my favorites too. &lt;a href="http://www.dearblankpleaseblank.com/index.php"&gt;dear blank, please blank.&lt;/a&gt; thank you for existing. sincerely, me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                      Dear High School Musical, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't let the door hit you on your way out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, Glee.                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                      Dear Men,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Childbirth is always going to trump whatever pain you are in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, Women.                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                      Dear track shorts, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can supply my own underwear, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, girl running uncomfortably.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                      Dear High School,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you have taught us but one thing, how to text without looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, Students Everywhere.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                     Dear Tortoise, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh please, I let you win.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, The Hare.                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                     Dear Women,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orgasms? Shoot, we can fake entire relationships!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, Men.                                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                     Dear backwards baseball caps,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for allowing us to spot douche bags from afar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, college girls.                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                     Dear boss,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please stop asking me to bring you your coffee. I have a master's degree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, overqualified.                 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;                     Dear people who think i'm grouchy,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LIVE IN A FREAKING TRASH CAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sincerely, Oscar.                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;check it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are so many funny ones, i just can't post them all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/3183247686480570840-2678038307188659629?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2678038307188659629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2678038307188659629&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2678038307188659629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2678038307188659629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/dear-blank-please-blank.html' title='dear blank, please blank.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-4892732569700158214</id><published>2011-01-05T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T16:10:31.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the best thing since sliced bread.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some of my very favorite memories of my best friends have to do with bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep. you read that correctly &lt;i&gt;bread.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSSh4vJgwBI/AAAAAAAABQA/lQT_IEGNM28/s1600/29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSSh4vJgwBI/AAAAAAAABQA/lQT_IEGNM28/s320/29.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;like the time steph and i were driving and she casually asked me what my favorite food was "BREAD" i responded. loudly. and excitedly. i don't think she's ever laughed at one of my jokes so hard. and i wasn't even joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;or the time color and i stopped at a bakery in the middle of nowhere because it was a saturday morning and i've never been so hungover. ever. in my life.  we ran inside, got some free samples, and ended up sneaking out while they were helping other customers because one) we looked like death and two) we didn't want to spend the money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we've spent quite a few mornings at a little hole-in-the-wall breakfast place called Taters where they make the best "home bread" you've ever tasted. seriously. i crave that stuff now. its like heaven.. if you could eat heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;recently, i've added "bake a loaf of bread from scratch" to &lt;a href="http://sharslifelist.tumblr.com/"&gt;my life list. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so you can understand my excitement when i stumbled across &lt;a href="http://www.victoriamason.com/shop/products/toast_ring.htm"&gt;this lovely little thing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh man.. and i thought i had cravings for home bread? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;imagine that.. times a thousand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSSjeSCxaBI/AAAAAAAABQE/wMoYwkmGzH0/s1600/ToastRingdetail.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSSjeSCxaBI/AAAAAAAABQE/wMoYwkmGzH0/s1600/ToastRingdetail.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can honestly say i've never wanted something more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i rarely wear jewelry and what i do wear is dainty, and consistant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a small umbrella pendant necklace, either pearl or diamond stud earrings, and a small "knot" ring on my right hand. i think this would be the perfect addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be still my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-4892732569700158214?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/4892732569700158214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=4892732569700158214&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4892732569700158214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/4892732569700158214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/best-thing-since-sliced-bread.html' title='the best thing since sliced bread.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSSh4vJgwBI/AAAAAAAABQA/lQT_IEGNM28/s72-c/29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-1571473362146564925</id><published>2011-01-04T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:34:51.222-05:00</updated><title type='text'>back up plans.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;first.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://tandsdaybook.blogspot.com/2011/01/husband-here.html"&gt;LOOK AT THIS. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she is the cutest thing ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and so is her darling husband for posting this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;now..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you know what i love doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;making plans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;years in advance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm talking years, here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my wedding?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;entirely planned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all except the venue &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(because i want it to be in my backyard and i don't exactly know where i'll be living.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and the cake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(because honestly, i'd rather have pie, but i have to make sure my husband-to-be doesn't loooove cake first.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my babies names?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-night.html"&gt;done.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my next job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-official.html"&gt;there.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my next car?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.autoevolution.com/images/news/2009-volkswagen-beetle-convertible-blush-announced-4114_2.jpg&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.autoevolution.com/news-image/2009-volkswagen-beetle-convertible-blush-announced-4114-2.html&amp;amp;usg=__fthZE0ZSkn7CQahOPifl5a9VofA=&amp;amp;h=768&amp;amp;w=1024&amp;amp;sz=145&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;start=0&amp;amp;sig2=299vz7M24N-pfULuMnYXVg&amp;amp;zoom=1&amp;amp;tbnid=g422ZOcMZAq37M:&amp;amp;tbnh=125&amp;amp;tbnw=155&amp;amp;ei=e8EjTeDYGIG2sAOEgZWdCg&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dconvertible%2Bvolkswagen%2Bbeetle%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DX%26rlz%3D1G1GGLQ_ENUS365%26biw%3D1232%26bih%3D668%26tbs%3Disch:1&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;itbs=1&amp;amp;iact=rc&amp;amp;dur=357&amp;amp;oei=e8EjTeDYGIG2sAOEgZWdCg&amp;amp;esq=1&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;ndsp=24&amp;amp;ved=1t:429,r:3,s:0&amp;amp;tx=49&amp;amp;ty=72"&gt;i know that too.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i even have back-up plans for my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;like if for some reason&lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/12/can-we-talk-about-how-excited-i-am.html"&gt; this&lt;/a&gt; doesn't happen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have a plan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and its one i'm equally as excited about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its a little more scary.. but i'm equally excited none the less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSPGiSCGaqI/AAAAAAAABP4/pXjcxkaBBC4/s1600/p2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSPGiSCGaqI/AAAAAAAABP4/pXjcxkaBBC4/s320/p2.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"the majority of men meet with failure because of their lack of persistence in creating new plans to take the place of those that fail."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSPGi4jDLoI/AAAAAAAABP8/BsAZmh33MDw/s1600/p1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSPGi4jDLoI/AAAAAAAABP8/BsAZmh33MDw/s320/p1.jpg" border="0" width="320" height="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so what about you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do you plan things? or do you go with the flow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1571473362146564925?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1571473362146564925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1571473362146564925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1571473362146564925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1571473362146564925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2011/01/back-up-plans.html' title='back up plans.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TSPGiSCGaqI/AAAAAAAABP4/pXjcxkaBBC4/s72-c/p2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-3699882322778782366</id><published>2010-12-31T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T13:51:35.857-05:00</updated><title type='text'>today is good day, and the last day of a very long year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've come to &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-this-year-comes-to-end.html"&gt;a lot of realizations&lt;/a&gt; this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and in all of that, i realized i forgot a couple of the most important ones. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the most important relationship you'll ever have,&lt;br /&gt;is the one you have with yourself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sometimes happiness has to be a choice,&lt;br /&gt;but it is always a choice worth making.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i know the end of the year hasn't been easy on me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and in some ways i feel like i've been taking it out on my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i just want you all to know, things are going to change around here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;starting with the new look, and ending with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so while i have many resolution ideas floating around in my head, this one remains the most important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TR4locjuc7I/AAAAAAAABP0/EG1zO4m6UHs/s1600/be+happy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TR4locjuc7I/AAAAAAAABP0/EG1zO4m6UHs/s400/be+happy.jpg" border="0" width="400" height="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;have a wonderful new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'll see you in&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt; 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, a very cute little real life friend had a great post today. &lt;a href="http://christinarosecollier.blogspot.com/2010/12/click-here-if-you-would-like-to.html"&gt;go check her out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-3699882322778782366?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/3699882322778782366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=3699882322778782366&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3699882322778782366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/3699882322778782366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/12/today-is-good-day-and-last-day-of-very.html' title='today is good day, and the last day of a very long year.'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TR4locjuc7I/AAAAAAAABP0/EG1zO4m6UHs/s72-c/be+happy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-2152128748792443552</id><published>2010-12-29T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T18:43:05.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>making some changes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as you can see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with the new year right around the corner, i'm changing it up around here a little bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;PLEASE STAND BY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-2152128748792443552?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/2152128748792443552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=2152128748792443552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2152128748792443552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/2152128748792443552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/12/making-some-changes.html' title='making some changes..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-5747526552036325371</id><published>2010-12-29T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T12:49:26.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>as this year comes to an end..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRtz-j_LCkI/AAAAAAAABPI/PEGZbBbegQo/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRtz-j_LCkI/AAAAAAAABPI/PEGZbBbegQo/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556162083940928066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm thinking back on what 2010 has been to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and honestly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;there are things i wish i would have changed. this has been, by far, the hardest year of my life. and as happy as i am to see it go, i have to look back and appreciate all i have learned. i still have a lot of growing and learning to do to become the person i believe God intended me to be, but thanks to this year, and the trying times it brought with it, i feel like i am a few steps closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that being selfless doesn't mean letting people walk all over you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that you don't always get second chances.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that being sweet is 100times more fun than trying to be cool.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that luck can only get you so far, and that you have to work hard to back that up.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that taking care of yourself should never go on the back burner.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that other people cannot fix your problems for you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that sometimes the best thing you can do for the situation, is walk away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that family, above everything else, is the most important. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[this includes friends you've come to know as family].&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that as we grow up, people change. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;sometimes that change tears us apart. sometimes that change brings us together.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that the people who really love you will always be there. no matter what. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;and they'll be the first ones to forgive you when you need it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've learned that sometimes it takes tacos and mozzarella sticks to buy that forgiveness ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;i've learned that you learn the most when your heart is open and your mouth is shut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what did you learn in 2010?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what do you wish to change in 2011?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5747526552036325371?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5747526552036325371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5747526552036325371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5747526552036325371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5747526552036325371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/12/as-this-year-comes-to-end.html' title='as this year comes to an end..'/><author><name>sharlyn emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07840604397103605530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A18NCt0YZ6k/Tb3JGpVy0xI/AAAAAAAABdM/kF633L_qnQM/s220/shar2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRtz-j_LCkI/AAAAAAAABPI/PEGZbBbegQo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3183247686480570840.post-8210083408376299133</id><published>2010-12-27T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T19:44:39.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm working on it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"if the type of person you wish existed, doesn't.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;than that is who you must become."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-i wrote this for you- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"it turns out, sometimes you have to do the wrong thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you have to make a big mistake to figure out how to make things right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mistakes are painful, but they're the only way to find out who you really are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-greys anatomy-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"she wasn't bitter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she was sad, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but it was a hopeful kind of sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the kind of sad that just takes time."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-the perks of being a wallflower-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"there comes a time when the world gets quiet and the only thing left is your own heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so you'd better learn the sound of it. otherwise you'll never understand what its saying."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-sarah dessen-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"someday. somewhere. anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and that, and only that, can be the happiest, or bitterest hour of your life"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-pablo neruda-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"we all grow in to the beautiful person we were meant to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;some earlier, some later."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-unknown-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"and maybe, just maybe, her heart needed to be broken,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;broken and shattered and stomped into pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then she could finally look down at the pieces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;study each one, and spend some time getting to know the person she'd become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and when she finally had all the pieces back together again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a little crooked, a little jumbled, but sealed with love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's realized she was more beautiful than ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because this time, she would love herself."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-unknown-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-8210083408376299133?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/8210083408376299133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=8210083408376299133&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/8210083408376299133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you're gonna wish those days &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;hadn't gone by so fast,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;these are some good times,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;so take a good look around,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;you may not know it now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;but you're gonna miss this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;almost any country song about leaving, or missing something, or moving on makes me think of my family these days.as excited as i am for the big move, i am just as scared and nervous. i already know how much i'm going to miss them, and how heartbroken i'm going to be not to see them everyday. i know in my heart that this move will be the best decision i've made yet, but that only makes it a little easier to make. until then, i'm cherishing every moment with the people i love the most. friends and family, you know who you are. i know i'll be happy in Nashville, but that happiness won't have anything to do with leaving you behind. promise me you'll come and visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pretty pretty pretty please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRjSLHk1hGI/AAAAAAAABPA/Z7Wq0LXspWM/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 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christmas eve..&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:xx-small;"&gt;scratch that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;its&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(39, 78, 19);"&gt; CHRISTMAS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(as of 40 minutes ago)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and until &lt;strike&gt;today&lt;/strike&gt; yesterday i was really not in the christmas spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've been swamped at work lately and haven't had a spare moment to be excited for christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was stressed about not having the right gifts (or enough gifts) for people this year,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i hadn't been spending much time with my family,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just couldn't really get into it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but &lt;strike&gt;today&lt;/strike&gt; yesterday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday was a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did have to work, but only for a few hours, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now i feel much more prepared for the busy week ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i got to visit with my favorite baristas and eat my favorite lunch at my favortie cafe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had a good hair day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i finished all my shopping and wrapping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(i know.. &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i took care of the much overdue lube-oil-and-filter on Alexus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we visited my &lt;a href="http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-youd-be-today.html"&gt;brother's&lt;/a&gt; grave as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we saw a movie as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(i'd just like to point out how exciting this was.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i don't think in my&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; ENTIRE LIFE &lt;/span&gt;we've ever done that. ever. it was awesome. even though mom fell asleep.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and now i'm baking a cake for my grandpa's birthday, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;reading all the christmas blog posts in my google reader, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and listing to&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SzJY96m3lkg"&gt; louis armstrong live.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes.. at 12:45am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no.. i don't normally do too much baking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes.. its turning out awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRWxMTD_UoI/AAAAAAAABOw/zG1FemCq788/s1600/1.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRWxMTD_UoI/AAAAAAAABOw/zG1FemCq788/s320/1.gif" border="0" width="249" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;i hope you have a very merry christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(just like everyone else on your google reader has already said.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(39, 78, 19); text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;i love you all. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;as silly as it may be to people who don't blog, therefore don't understand the effects it can have on your every day life.. you really have made such a difference in mine.&lt;br /&gt;each new follower, and comment, and blog friend has made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its hard to imagine i've had this baby for almost a year now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its hard to imagine my life without it at this point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i've grown up (and changed) so much in this year,&lt;br /&gt;i'm just glad you all have been along for the ride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(159, 197, 232);font-size:large;" &gt;&lt;i&gt;sharlyn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5601999290001798089?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5601999290001798089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554347857046730882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well. i know that wont happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but wouldn't that be magical?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wish we were at my grandparents condo in &lt;a href="http://www.sunriver-resort.com/"&gt;Sunriver&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but with everything that is going on lately we're having a small gathering at my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;honestly, as much as i would love to be at the condo, i am thankful we are hosting since it is the last christmas i am guaranteed to be there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love my family and i hope your christmas is as &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;lovely&lt;/span&gt; as mine will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-1878886283564363248?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/1878886283564363248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=1878886283564363248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/1878886283564363248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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case you are wondering what to get me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRKPnzoWEnI/AAAAAAAABNo/X2JKbOTACjU/s1600/dany+platform_jessica+simpson.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6tYETt9Aplk/TRKPnzoWEnI/AAAAAAAABNo/X2JKbOTACjU/s400/dany+platform_jessica+simpson.png" border="0" width="363" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jessicasimpsoncollection.com/SHOES/High-Heels/DANY.html"&gt;i thought i'd give you a little hint.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they come in many colors and while i'd be &lt;b&gt;OVERJOYED&lt;/b&gt; with any, i'd prefer black.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i wear size six.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and they are offering &lt;b&gt;FREE OVERNIGHT SHIPPING &lt;/b&gt;right now! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;just saying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3183247686480570840-5415188697850299020?l=thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelittlethiiings.blogspot.com/feeds/5415188697850299020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3183247686480570840&amp;postID=5415188697850299020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3183247686480570840/posts/default/5415188697850299020'/><link rel='self' 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