<?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-333528807622244950</id><updated>2011-08-09T09:08:48.078-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christal's Life in Words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4823922465139250125</id><published>2011-06-12T17:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:36:32.239-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is FINALLY beginning!</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to say that I finally passed the last part of my certification to become a teacher. All I have left to do is my final internship and I will be an alumni of &lt;a href="http://www.fgcu.edu/"&gt;Florida Gulf Coast University&lt;/a&gt;. I can't hardly believe that I started the process of becoming the first college graduate in my family back in 2006. December will be here before I even know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have the Elementary K-6 test out of the way, I can finally concentrate on enjoying my summer and relaxing. My new thing is trying to make working out a habit. I am trying to work out with friends in places that I am comfortable at. I am also trying to switch my workouts up a little. I am hoping to keep myself entertained with the idea of working out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to relax. Cameron and I begin our road trip next week. I can't hardly wait!! I am already thinking of great road tunes and fun snacks to bring along. I am excited to see new places and meet many new and wonderful friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4823922465139250125?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4823922465139250125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4823922465139250125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4823922465139250125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4823922465139250125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2011/06/summer-is-finally-beginning.html' title='Summer is FINALLY beginning!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4476482662222922230</id><published>2011-05-28T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:42:29.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Scooter has the right idea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnQFb8ptl1E/TeGkZphi87I/AAAAAAAAARs/fedeZvbACao/s1600/scooter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnQFb8ptl1E/TeGkZphi87I/AAAAAAAAARs/fedeZvbACao/s320/scooter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-size: large;"&gt;Relax Time!&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/333528807622244950-4476482662222922230?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4476482662222922230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4476482662222922230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4476482662222922230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4476482662222922230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2011/05/scooter-has-right-idea.html' title='Scooter has the right idea...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnQFb8ptl1E/TeGkZphi87I/AAAAAAAAARs/fedeZvbACao/s72-c/scooter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-3799769284276552247</id><published>2011-05-28T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T20:51:05.641-04:00</updated><title type='text'>moving... yes, again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life wouldn't be right if I was not keeping with my record of moving every 7 months!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/-412H9D3d9BE/TeGXESXxTOI/AAAAAAAAARo/lgOYPelWvtQ/s1600/moving_truck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-412H9D3d9BE/TeGXESXxTOI/AAAAAAAAARo/lgOYPelWvtQ/s1600/moving_truck.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This is a necessary move in my life with Cameron. Hopefully, we will be able to save for our future together. Even though we are moving into a condo that is 3x's smaller then the house we are living in now, life will be great. Mainly, because it will be less cleaning! Plus, the community we are moving into is so beautiful and has many AMAZING&amp;nbsp;amenities... including: golf, club house, pools, tennis courts, workout rooms, etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;More changes... thank God I am a master mover :)&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/333528807622244950-3799769284276552247?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3799769284276552247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=3799769284276552247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3799769284276552247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3799769284276552247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2011/05/moving-yes-again.html' title='moving... yes, again!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-412H9D3d9BE/TeGXESXxTOI/AAAAAAAAARo/lgOYPelWvtQ/s72-c/moving_truck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-7572493906922412655</id><published>2011-05-10T01:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:16:55.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking...mmm</title><content type='html'>So, I started tackling one of my goals. I dusted off one of my cookbooks and got inspired to make Beer Can Chicken. It was the most amazing meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to Target... in the camping area you can get the contraption for the beer can to rest in and the bird to sit over... the prices range from $3 to $20. I got the more expensive one so I can put veggies at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Prep the chicken as you would normally do (clean it and take every thing out of the inside).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I prepared red potatoes, sweet potatoes, carrots, and grilled onions at the bottom of the holder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I added the beer in the holder and placed the bird over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I then made a spice rub for the outside of the bird. (basil, parsley, red pepper, poultry seasoning, garlic, and EVOO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I placed it right on our grill and cooked it for one hour and then removed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was YUMMMMMMMMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77EB2a7TMg4/TcjKJCZ2w-I/AAAAAAAAARk/NcoOEdy36qI/s1600/Chicken1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77EB2a7TMg4/TcjKJCZ2w-I/AAAAAAAAARk/NcoOEdy36qI/s320/Chicken1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4TheWVvuLA/TcjKI5SXE9I/AAAAAAAAARg/Te5rd4pAG7k/s1600/Chicken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-A4TheWVvuLA/TcjKI5SXE9I/AAAAAAAAARg/Te5rd4pAG7k/s320/Chicken.jpg" width="240" /&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/333528807622244950-7572493906922412655?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7572493906922412655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=7572493906922412655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7572493906922412655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7572493906922412655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2011/05/cookingmmm.html' title='Cooking...mmm'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-77EB2a7TMg4/TcjKJCZ2w-I/AAAAAAAAARk/NcoOEdy36qI/s72-c/Chicken1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-7806879010419875832</id><published>2011-05-10T01:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T01:05:04.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderful Weekend...</title><content type='html'>I had the most amazing weekend... Last week I got a crazy hair and decided to see if I would qualify for a loan... I did and I got approved for a decent amount! I began searching around and doing my homework on which SUV would best suit my needs as well as Cameron's and our little "family". I was torn between the Ford Escape and the Jeep Liberty. In the end Cameron and I decided the Liberty would better meet our need with towing, space, and adventure. Plus, it was&amp;nbsp;aesthetically&amp;nbsp;pleasing to my eye. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a dealer with a great model, 2008 with only 18k miles and a MOON ROOF...that is where the whole roof opens... not just the front. I fell hard. But, quickly I realized I would have to play hardball and with the encouragement of Cameron I walked away when the dealer refused to come down on the price. Within in 24 hours I had sealed the deal and was driving my NEW JEEP LIBERTY home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course Cameron has detailed it for me. I have almost blown through a tank of gas because I am so excited to drive it. I did shed a tear for my Pontiac as we were driving home... bitter sweet.&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/-EgkDRjmsQnw/TcjG6mqpz7I/AAAAAAAAARc/DGX3L6tXh4U/s1600/Jeep.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgkDRjmsQnw/TcjG6mqpz7I/AAAAAAAAARc/DGX3L6tXh4U/s320/Jeep.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Voom voom voom..... whose got the keys to the Jeep..."&amp;nbsp;&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/333528807622244950-7806879010419875832?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7806879010419875832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=7806879010419875832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7806879010419875832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7806879010419875832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2011/05/wonderful-weekend.html' title='Wonderful Weekend...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EgkDRjmsQnw/TcjG6mqpz7I/AAAAAAAAARc/DGX3L6tXh4U/s72-c/Jeep.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-6161749009594953586</id><published>2011-04-26T11:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T11:02:41.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer time...where the living's easy.</title><content type='html'>Where to start...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Well, first I must apologize to my friends and readers who updated themselves through my blog. Life has been going 100 mph. Over the past year I have dove into college head first. I was president of an honor society, had 15 credit hours plus an internship, I was on the advisory board for the COE as a student representative, and I worked, took care of my pups and my boyfriend. Somehow I managed to travel and enjoy my friends on top of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As quickly as it all started it will and has finally come to a screeching halt. I am soooo grateful that it is slowing down. I am looking forward to a quiet summer. I plan to get back to the gym (gained the freshman 15 my senior year). I also plan to hone in on my sewing, scrap-booking, and cooking skills. I really enjoy sewing and cooking/baking and would love to become really really good at them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As the summer progresses I plan to update this blog with how I am doing with my goals. I am a strong believer in writing them down and making yourself accountable. So, here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get back to my normal weight of 135 (currently at 148)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start and finish Cameron's scrap-book graduation gift (from December)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to bake and make cakes with fondant and pretty decor&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try new recipes outside my comfort zone from my cookbooks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go somewhere I have never been before&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I believe these are attainable goals... and I will have fun completing them. YAY SUMMER... YAY RELAXATION!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-6161749009594953586?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6161749009594953586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=6161749009594953586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6161749009594953586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6161749009594953586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2011/04/summer-timewhere-livings-easy.html' title='summer time...where the living&apos;s easy.'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5704031000996230538</id><published>2010-03-23T14:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T15:02:53.545-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Spam Land</title><content type='html'>Not quite sure what happened to my blog for a while there. I guess some strange person decided to hack into my blog and redirect the viewers to their site! NOT COOL! Now that I have resolved the issue and changed my password, I thought I should update my little electronic blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been staying VERY busy with school, work, and my relationships with friends, boyfriend, and family. Since I wrote last I celebrated my 25th birthday! For those that do not know... I am not going to be aging for the next five years. Until my 30th birthday... I have decided to remain 25 years of age. I don't see the big deal of gaining another year of knowledge and another year of wrinkles... too much hassle. I am just going to bypass all the worry and stay 25!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday I had the opportunity to celebrate a night out with some of my closest friends. I appreciate each one of them. Everyone I associate with helps to make me who I am.. well, for the most part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is crazy to think of how much I have accomplished and what I have endured, overcame, and conquered. I cannot imagine what the next 25 years will have for me... it is so exciting and overwhelming! What a great ride it has been and will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a couple weeks ago I received my Associate of Arts degree! Finding this certificate in the mail, helps to solidify the path I am on. I can see my goals being accomplished and I am very excited. It gives me more strenghth to continue on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to be a in block one of the college of education. I am finally focussing on what I need to do to become the best teacher possible. Some weeks are more overwhelming then others... but I work through them, one day at a time. I was recently accepted into Kappa Delta Pi, National Honor Society for COE. I am very excited for the opprotunity to serve my community and university.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, in my novel update on my life... Cameron and I are doing great!! I can hardly believe we have been seeing each other for 5 months!! The time is flying and I am enjoying every moment. We have the most fun and do so many different things. I truely love him and I am so glad God brought him into my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5704031000996230538?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5704031000996230538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5704031000996230538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5704031000996230538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5704031000996230538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-from-spam-land.html' title='Back from Spam Land'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-2919266075825566785</id><published>2010-01-11T14:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:51:36.974-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A new great friend of mine, Kristin, sent me this poem today. I absolutely loved it. It touched her soul at one point of her life and now mine. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;After a while you learn&lt;br /&gt;The subtle difference between&lt;br /&gt;Holding a hand and chaining a soul&lt;br /&gt;And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning&lt;br /&gt;And company doesn't always mean security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to learn&lt;br /&gt;That kisses aren't contracts&lt;br /&gt;And presents aren't promises&lt;br /&gt;And you begin to accept your defeats&lt;br /&gt;With your head up and your eyes ahead&lt;br /&gt;With the grace of a woman&lt;br /&gt;Not the grief of a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you learn&lt;br /&gt;To build all your roads on today&lt;br /&gt;Because tomorrow's ground is&lt;br /&gt;Too uncertain for plans&lt;br /&gt;And futures have a way&lt;br /&gt;Of falling down in mid flight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while you learn&lt;br /&gt;That even sunshine burns if you get too much&lt;br /&gt;So you plant your own garden&lt;br /&gt;And decorate your own soul&lt;br /&gt;Instead of waiting&lt;br /&gt;For someone to bring you flowers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you learn&lt;br /&gt;That you really can endure&lt;br /&gt;That you are really strong&lt;br /&gt;And you really do have worth&lt;br /&gt;And you learn and you learn&lt;br /&gt;With every good bye you learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica A. Shoffstall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-2919266075825566785?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2919266075825566785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=2919266075825566785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2919266075825566785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2919266075825566785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2010/01/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5695564872869106416</id><published>2010-01-04T00:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T00:16:06.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;I hope your holiday season was spent with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422746661308675282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S0F3W4Y9NNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zbzAnLVrJis/s320/P1010171.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Your Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422746665185054386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S0F3XG1KDrI/AAAAAAAAAOk/6P0uyz-EEl0/s320/P1010187.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I hope you laughed so hard you cried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422746670703150546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S0F3XbYxhdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/0Yky0_ZSwNE/s320/P1010193.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ate one too many sweets and still want more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422746673348060098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S0F3XlPXo8I/AAAAAAAAAO0/q1R318j-JD4/s320/P1010204.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I hope you spent time with the people who matter most to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422746679482419170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S0F3X8F6h-I/AAAAAAAAAO8/dmBzO-dIRqA/s320/P1010210.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And just acted goofy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I hope 2010 brings everything that you deserve. I am excited to start fresh and embark on an exciting journey that every year brings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy 2010 all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5695564872869106416?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5695564872869106416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5695564872869106416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5695564872869106416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5695564872869106416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-years-i-hope-your-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S0F3W4Y9NNI/AAAAAAAAAOc/zbzAnLVrJis/s72-c/P1010171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-6564492172552705363</id><published>2009-12-15T13:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T13:50:18.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Christmas Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SyfSNjiHMmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vRS69ASSzJ0/s1600-h/Christin+and+Christal+09.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415528207254762082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SyfSNjiHMmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vRS69ASSzJ0/s320/Christin+and+Christal+09.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To get in the spirit of the holidays, I booked a flight to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lynchburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Va. Christin, a close friend of mine since we were seven years old, had just moved out on her own and I wanted to check out her new pad! With all the changes &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; in my life, this trip was well needed. Two single ladies tearing up the Bible Belt! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The trip was amazing. I got to see an area where some of our country's richest history &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt;. I spent the day with the Brandt family discovering downtown &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lynchburg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and meeting new friends. All the while Christin was making a Pro/Con list of why I should move up there. Unfortunately, I think the list made me appreciate my little home in the tropical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;environment&lt;/span&gt;. As much as I love the cold weather, my face was dying for moisture! Maybe one day I will have a second home somewhere up north so I am able to go back and forth. But no to living up there full time! (Sorry girl) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During all my traveling back and forth from Virginia, I had a lot of time to think about all of the situations &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;occurring&lt;/span&gt; in my life. Shortly after moving out and becoming a single lady, I met someone. Honestly, I had known this person for quite a while, but we were just friends. As the weeks have progressed I have been able to discover what an amazing man he is. He is the type of man who opens car doors, who walked me to my front door on our first date without coming in to wish me good night, he always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;texts&lt;/span&gt;, calls, or emails me to let me know he is think of me. He has made a point to let me feel comfortable with the speed of getting to know each other. He has let me carry the reigns through it all. I appreciate him so much. I think I appreciate him more now then I would have ever in the past. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SyfYgdJRADI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6fx-nCm8Jg4/s1600-h/Nascar_Homestead_Race+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415535129027215410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SyfYgdJRADI/AAAAAAAAAOU/6fx-nCm8Jg4/s320/Nascar_Homestead_Race+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Life takes you different places. Sometimes the places can be fun, sometimes they can be pretty tough. All the while, the journey is preparing you for your future. I believe that life and the decisions I have made, took me to this place. I had the experiences in the past so I would be able to understand the sweetness of the moment I am in now. Going on my trip made me realize that taking things extra slow was not my style. Calculating every step &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;meticulously&lt;/span&gt; to make sure I don't get hurt was never me. I jump feet first with everything I believe in. I believe in love and laughter... so I just jumped in... all the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited to see what the new year holds for me and my new life. This world is ever changing and I am loving it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-6564492172552705363?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6564492172552705363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=6564492172552705363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6564492172552705363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6564492172552705363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-christmas-vacation.html' title='My Christmas Vacation'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SyfSNjiHMmI/AAAAAAAAAOM/vRS69ASSzJ0/s72-c/Christin+and+Christal+09.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-8138878787256234045</id><published>2009-12-15T13:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T12:08:16.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Quote by, Eve Ensler</title><content type='html'>I was recently reading my Glamour Magazine and came across this amazing quote from Eve Ensler. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Cherish you solitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take trains by yourself to places&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you have never been. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sleep out alone under the stars. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Learn how to drive a stick shift. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go so far away that you stop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;being afraid of not coming back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say no when you don't want to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;do something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say yes if your instincts are strong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even if everyone around you disagrees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decide if fitting in is more important than finding &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;out what you're doing here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Believe in kissing"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-8138878787256234045?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8138878787256234045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=8138878787256234045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8138878787256234045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8138878787256234045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/12/great-quote-by-eve-ensler.html' title='Great Quote by, Eve Ensler'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-2281068837352735892</id><published>2009-11-30T23:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T23:20:13.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like Old Times...</title><content type='html'>I went to visit my mom this past weekend and ended up driving a U-Haul back to Estero, full of stuff I had been storing in their home. After hours of moving my new bed and other furniture around in the guestroom, I finally decided on the best set up for the small little room. As I started to unload my yearbooks and scrapbooks I had put together so many years ago, I began to flip through the years of memories I created so long ago. It was such a nice time reminiscing of great friends and good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I flipped through the letters and pictures, it made me yearn for the days that love, life, and friends came without hesitation. In those days, you did not hesitate to fall deep and fast in love. Although the love I experienced then is a lot different from the love I experience now. Love and life was a lot less complicated. You always had a song for someone special in your life, whether it was your boyfriend, best friend, or enemy. The sensation of holding hands or that first kiss consumed your thoughts and heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I long for those silly school girl feelings. I want to fall fast and hard. I want to live, like I once did, with little caution when it comes to laughing, loving, and living. I want to sing in the car at the top of my lungs and not worry about what the person next to me thinks. I want passion and romance. I don’t want to worry about what others say or think because I live for me and the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of my life, I don’t want to look back and think, wow, I live a smart and cautious life… I want to think WOW! I live vigorously and loved every second of life and took part of everything that was thrown my way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-2281068837352735892?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2281068837352735892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=2281068837352735892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2281068837352735892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2281068837352735892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-went-to-visit-my-mom-this-past.html' title='Like Old Times...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-8446209838819804907</id><published>2009-11-25T01:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T01:59:26.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I am Looking For</title><content type='html'>A couple days ago, someone asked me what I am looking for in a guy... my certain "type". This question caught me off guard. For the first time in my life &lt;em&gt;my type&lt;/em&gt; did not consist of physical features or specific backgrounds or even futures... my type has transformed into something much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I thought about my specifications and my past relationships, I realized I want a man who loves me. Regardless of their paycheck, or the status they have, or even physical perfection... I want someone who is going to love me old and grey, as much as they loved me young and vibrant. I want a man that stands by me through thick and thin, encouraging me the whole way through. I want a man that regardless of what i say, think, or even look like, will love me just the same. Without love there is nothing. Of course I want a man who loves family and friends, who is just as out going as I am, and has a wonderful outlook on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that you only have one shot at this life, you have no choice but to live every second to its fullest. Not to live it up would be a crime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-8446209838819804907?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8446209838819804907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=8446209838819804907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8446209838819804907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8446209838819804907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-i-am-looking-for.html' title='What I am Looking For'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-6488433350173584413</id><published>2009-11-24T09:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T10:09:25.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Good</title><content type='html'>For the last several weeks I personally thought I was doing well. I had no regrets about any decisions made and was marching forward. The only time I had shed a tear was when I was informing JKJ that I was leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if it was the lack of sleep or because I had just completed my first trip without him that had caused me to breakdown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had attended my first NASCAR race down in Homestead, Miami with some of my close friends. We had a fabulous time seeing all the amazingly sculpted mullets, bodies, and redneck outfits. The race was one that went down in the history books with Jimmy Johnson getting his 4th championship in a row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to Naples to drop off a friend, I just started to feel a flood of emtions in my head and heart. None of regret or want... but of why. As I explained to my friend, my moment of craziness, I felt for the first time tears fall down my cheeks. Why after 31/2 years I was just able to walk away and not get stopped. Why I unable to get the love I needed. Why... Why... Why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend was able to talk some sense into my heart and brain so I was able to sleep that night. The next day I did what I only new how to do and texted the source of my problems. The best thing we both did was be open and honest about all of our concerns and fears. In the end no one but him and I could have answered the questions I know I had... and I am sure he had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have a choice in our lives of which path to start down. I am able to start down my healthy, refreshed, and ready for my new life. For me, I realize now it was probably not healthy to have had an absent of emotion. I am a person filled with emotion. Not to cry or to feel anything ,would not be human for me. I was able to work out some of my feelings I just tucked away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully one day JKJ and I will be able to be friends. We have shared too much not to be apart of each others lives in some form. I know I will always have a certain love for him... regardless of where I am in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-6488433350173584413?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6488433350173584413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=6488433350173584413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6488433350173584413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6488433350173584413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-good.html' title='So Good'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4094507622172125307</id><published>2009-11-18T18:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:24:45.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;One Way Ticket (Because I can)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeAnn Rimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the border&lt;br /&gt;Looking out into the great unknown&lt;br /&gt;I can feel my heart beating faster as I step out on my own&lt;br /&gt;There's a new horizon and the promise of favorable wind&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading out tonight, traveling light&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And buy a one-way ticket on a west bound train&lt;br /&gt;See how far I can go&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go out dancing in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;And talk to someone I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I will face the world around me&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'm strong enough to let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;Because I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna climb the mountain&lt;br /&gt;And look the eagle in the eye&lt;br /&gt;I won't let fear clip my wings and tell me how high I can fly&lt;br /&gt;How could I have ever believed&lt;br /&gt;That love had to be so blind&lt;br /&gt;When freedom was waiting, down at the station&lt;br /&gt;All I had to do was make up my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And buy a one-way ticket on a west bound train&lt;br /&gt;See how far I can go&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go out dancing in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;And talk to someone I don't know&lt;br /&gt;I will face the world around me&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'm strong enough to let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I will fall in love again&lt;br /&gt;Because I can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have walked through the fire&lt;br /&gt;And crawled on my knees through the valley of the shadow of doubt&lt;br /&gt;Then the truth came shining like a light on me and now I can see my way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna buy a one-way ticket on a west bound train&lt;br /&gt;See how far I can go&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go out dancing in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;And talk to someone I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna buy a one-way ticket on a west bound train&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have my breakfast with some pink champagne&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna sail the ocean, I'm gonna spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna climb that mountain, gonna do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4094507622172125307?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4094507622172125307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4094507622172125307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4094507622172125307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4094507622172125307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-i-can.html' title='Because I Can'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-6955617319418531979</id><published>2009-11-04T21:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:38:57.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Kind of Blog...For a New Kind of Life.</title><content type='html'>I recently have changed my life in more ways than one. With that said, I am going to switch up my blog a bit. I have left the security of a full time job for higher education, I have left my boyfriend for a life of fulfillment that I was unable to get with him, and I have also decided to live without a roommate, in order to find my place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a single 20 something woman who is ready to take on life by the horns. I was unable to blog about my feelings when I needed to the most, because of a respect for my ex. The many issues I was dealing in the past was something that had to be taken care of in private. Now that I have figured out the path I want and need to be on, I would like to let the world know that they are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoy my blog of singleness. Being single does not mean being lonely. In order to be in a successful relationship both people must be comfortable with whom they are within. I am on a search for who I am and what I want out of life. I hope you enjoy stories of dating, schooling, working, and many more adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in search of an apartment and making my final decision to walk away from someone I loved and had been with for over three years, I read this poem and it moved me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When We Two Parted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Lord Bryon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silence and tears,&lt;br /&gt;Half broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;To sever the years,&lt;br /&gt;Pale grew thy cheek and cold,&lt;br /&gt;Colder, thy kiss;&lt;br /&gt;Truly that hour foretold&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dew of the morning&lt;br /&gt;Sunk, chill on my brow,&lt;br /&gt;It felt like the warning&lt;br /&gt;Of what I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;Thy vows are all broken,&lt;br /&gt;And light is thy fame;&lt;br /&gt;I hear thy name spoken,&lt;br /&gt;And share in its shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They name thee before me,&lt;br /&gt;A knell to mine ear;&lt;br /&gt;A shudder comes o'er me...&lt;br /&gt;Why wert thou so dear?&lt;br /&gt;They know not I knew thee,&lt;br /&gt;Who knew thee too well..&lt;br /&gt;Long, long shall I rue thee,&lt;br /&gt;Too deeply to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In secret we met&lt;br /&gt;In silence I grieve&lt;br /&gt;That thy heart could forget,&lt;br /&gt;Thy spirit deceive.&lt;br /&gt;If I should meet thee&lt;br /&gt;After long years,&lt;br /&gt;How should I greet thee?&lt;br /&gt;With silence and tears."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-6955617319418531979?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6955617319418531979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=6955617319418531979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6955617319418531979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6955617319418531979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-kind-of-blogfor-new-kind-of-life.html' title='A New Kind of Blog...For a New Kind of Life.'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-3796039270628103959</id><published>2009-09-17T21:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:45:32.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering Like a Good Little Citizen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today I completed my first day of volunteering at the Alzheimer's Association. I tell you, it is good to be back in an office. It is really good, because I only sit there for 4 hours a week! My job is to assist Catherine (the regional director for education) with her office stuff and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hotline&lt;/span&gt;. People call in with their issues or questions and I help them find a solutions or calm them down. I can already tell this will be interesting. I have a special place in my heart for the elderly... specially ones with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Alzheimer's&lt;/span&gt;. My grandparents both had forms of Dementia and I watched them deteriorate into nothing as the years past. I know the strain it puts on the caregiver, the family, and their friends. Sitting in the office, talking to these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;people&lt;/span&gt; really hit home. I pray that they are able to find a cure soon or ways to prevent this disease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With volunteering for the organization I am also helping with the 5k in November. At first I thought it might be fun to run the race and quickly realized how hard it was to run 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;k's&lt;/span&gt; when I was young and in shape. So instead I will help with setup, registration, and cleanup. I will also cheer on the people who decide to run... If you want to run/walk in the event let me know. I can hook you up with the information you would need to participate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a school note... I officially completed my first paper as a full time student! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;... I think. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now to write a zillion more and study for many quizzes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Weekend to you all! I will be at the beach tomorrow, thinking of everyone who has to work! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This picture is my very own, shot at Fort Myers Beach at Sunset....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382617093731407586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SrLlunnOVuI/AAAAAAAAANk/-ZPW8EP-S7U/s320/2-21-2006-075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-3796039270628103959?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3796039270628103959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=3796039270628103959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3796039270628103959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3796039270628103959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/09/volunteering-like-good-little-citizen.html' title='Volunteering Like a Good Little Citizen'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SrLlunnOVuI/AAAAAAAAANk/-ZPW8EP-S7U/s72-c/2-21-2006-075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4334800378346316510</id><published>2009-09-13T10:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:06:53.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Time of Year!</title><content type='html'>So, my favorite time of the year has officially started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;FOOTBALL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;SEASON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With football brings a weekly stream of visitors to my house. Every Sunday, you can &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guarantee&lt;/span&gt; that if you walk into Jake's and my home, you will be greeted with the NFL Ticket, food, friends, and fun! Sundays have always been my fun-days (God needed his day of rest, so I take one too), but NFL and College Football bring and added &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dollop&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;u&gt;YAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of year brings holidays and beautiful weather. I love the fall! I love when I can finally open up the windows and let the sunshine and breeze in. Of course this fall I am a bit busier because I have a few extra classes then normal... but, I know it will still give me that same "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;uhhh&lt;/span&gt;" relaxing feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting to pick up for me. I think I might have made a mistake by taking American History to 1877 online... LOADS of reading and I am not to thrilled on the subject. My midterm is next month... I am waiting to see how I do, before I make any rash decisions. Besides that I am doing awesome! All my fears of not being able to survive or changing my habits of spending is working out. I had the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to pick up extra shifts at the bar job but graciously turned them down. I realize this might be the only time in my life I have control on how much or how little I work. I am choosing the little part. Thanks to the many lessons on how to budget from my mom... I think I will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would miss working my full time job, but I am really glad to be out of the situation I was placed in. Toward the end of my stay, life was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt; to be very stressful. At one point I thought I was going through puberty at 24 due to all the zits on my face! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;... I loved what I did and the members I met, but I am glad I handed my torch on and am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pursuing&lt;/span&gt; my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Football Season to all!! Hopefully I will see you over one Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4334800378346316510?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4334800378346316510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4334800378346316510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4334800378346316510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4334800378346316510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-favorite-time-of-year.html' title='My Favorite Time of Year!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-390116224594278482</id><published>2009-08-23T18:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T19:15:48.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Way of Life</title><content type='html'>I did something out of character last week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left a full time job with a guaranteed salary and full paid benefits + retirement. I left all this behind to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;embark&lt;/span&gt; on a new journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After high school I chose not to go to college. I thought that I could make a life with out it. At 21 I decided to enroll in college part time. At 24 years old and three years later, only &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;considered&lt;/span&gt; a sophomore with my credits, I realized I need to make something happen. I decided to pull out loans like everyone else has done and go to school full time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can imagine, my life starting tomorrow is about to drastically change... the joys of needing something and swiping a card or pulling out cash without a second thought... are behind me. Starting tomorrow I must stick to window shopping. I now have to carefully calculate every dollar that comes in and out of my pocketbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this is the first risk that I must take in order to better myself and my life. If you don't take a risk, you wont ever know if something could be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my parents (mom and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;daddee&lt;/span&gt;) for your support and encouragement as I take on a new way of life. Thank you to Jake for letting me feel at ease about my life changes and encouraging me that we will be fine and work together at making life fun, these next two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there are some people who won't understand why I can't pick up and go on trips or go shopping at a drop of a hat. I know they will have to learn or move on with our friendship. I am realizing the people who are close to me and have my best interest at heart, won't make me feel bad for bettering myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new chapter in life begins tomorrow. My new title will be: Christal Mylisa, Full time student with a part time bar job. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-390116224594278482?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/390116224594278482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=390116224594278482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/390116224594278482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/390116224594278482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-way-of-life.html' title='A New Way of Life'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5024315276934840390</id><published>2009-08-04T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T10:09:27.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>3/50 Project</title><content type='html'>I found this &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_26kWVZ00In4/SnevfvzAV7I/AAAAAAAABy0/GFNW_QHwq2s/s1600-h/the_350_project_vertical.jpg"&gt;idea&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://kdsthinkingoutloud.blogspot.com/2009/08/350-project.html"&gt;Thinking Outloud Blog&lt;/a&gt;, that I recently stumbled over.  I think it is a great way to "Stimulate the Economy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go out and support your local business'. When our economy is turned around, we still have those great little spots to shop or eat at...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5024315276934840390?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5024315276934840390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5024315276934840390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5024315276934840390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5024315276934840390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/08/350-project.html' title='3/50 Project'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-8996848980955424175</id><published>2009-07-29T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:20:51.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>+/-</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SnEBK2fixiI/AAAAAAAAANU/lMfVlYuoC78/s1600-h/walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364069917113108002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SnEBK2fixiI/AAAAAAAAANU/lMfVlYuoC78/s320/walking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to stay positive with all the gloom and doom going on in the world. It is so easy to get caught up in every problem that surrounds you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When do you draw the line?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Negativity is like a thief in the night, you wake up and realize your happiness and quality of life is near zero! So, this morning I woke up thinking, &lt;em&gt;I'm going to make the most of the day and just smile. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did an alright job... but boy does life throw interesting situations at you. I loved my job at one point. I can pretty much pin-point when I lost the caring part. I am sure this feeling is mutual in with some jobs in this market, as leader have to make tough decisions. Even though I am now on my final count down to be out of there, it is hard not to feel the thickness in the air. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My goal the next few weeks and months is to find that perfect balance in caring for others and other things, with out damaging myself with the negativity. I want to weed out the things in life that do not lift me up or make me appreciate life. I am sure it will not be easy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a&lt;br /&gt;desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/quotes/e/ebwhite106410.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;E. B. White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding&lt;br /&gt;on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/quotes/quotes/h/henryellis106430.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Henry Ellis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-8996848980955424175?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8996848980955424175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=8996848980955424175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8996848980955424175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8996848980955424175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='+/-'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SnEBK2fixiI/AAAAAAAAANU/lMfVlYuoC78/s72-c/walking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-833667175645658751</id><published>2009-07-28T08:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:45:20.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes...</title><content type='html'>Over the weekend Jake and I found an amazing deal on a sectional/sleeper. It is exactly what we have been looking for and for under 1k! (we have been searching for over a year.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be jumping up and down that the &lt;em&gt;man room&lt;/em&gt;  is actually about to come together, meaning NO MORE video games downstairs!!! However, I am getting that throw-up feeling in the pit of my stomach because that means, the last of not only my stuff, but the last of anything that was purchased in BOTH of our seperate single lives of the past, will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make the call this morning, to the &lt;a href="http://www.naplesshelter.org/"&gt;Shelter for Abused Women and Children&lt;/a&gt; in Naples, to come and pick up my last remaining symbol of single Christal. I know everything will work out, but it is hard not to think of the what ifs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to trust the big guy up stairs, that all this is supposed to happen and that I am on the right track...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-833667175645658751?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/833667175645658751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=833667175645658751' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/833667175645658751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/833667175645658751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/changes.html' title='Changes...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4068214318212559460</id><published>2009-07-27T10:45:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:49:47.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Visitors...</title><content type='html'>I feel that God introduces you to people for a reason, a season, a time. Through my work I have had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to get to know different types of people. I received a message today that just lifted me up a bit and had to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to my friend Evie for her kind words, thoughts, and prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Enjoy your last month of work at the church! And many prayers for&lt;br /&gt;your continued education, your next step in the relationship with Jake, and generally, for your future . You are a gifted young woman and I would love to hear how God guides your life. "Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding. But in all your ways, acknowledge Him, and He WILL direct your path." (Proverbs 3:4-6)&lt;br /&gt;Take THAT to the bank, Christal!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lol"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4068214318212559460?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4068214318212559460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4068214318212559460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4068214318212559460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4068214318212559460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/gods-visitors.html' title='God&apos;s Visitors...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-8335194724009307480</id><published>2009-07-19T11:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:52:19.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Great lil' Place to Eat!</title><content type='html'>Last night Jake got home after being in his insurance class for 11 hours. I was not in the mood to cook, nor was he. We hashed out where we could eat and could not come up with anything. Finally, I remembered a new little place popping up about six months ago called: David &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Wong's&lt;/span&gt;, Pan Asian and Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided that is where we would go, throw caution to the wind and try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy was I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOOO&lt;/span&gt; glad we tried it! It was a great find! We ordered &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;edamame&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;miso&lt;/span&gt; soup, and three different sushi rolls,  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; two glasses of wine and two glasses of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Japanese&lt;/span&gt; beer for $50!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one roll I took a chance on. It was called the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Las&lt;/span&gt; Vegas roll. It was such a complex roll with so many different flavors hitting your &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pallet&lt;/span&gt;! It had raw sliced &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Jalapenos&lt;/span&gt; right on top! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mmmm&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;restaurant&lt;/span&gt; is in Bonita Springs, next to Big Al's. Great place. Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/146/1438620/restaurant/Fort-Myers/David-Wongs-Pan-Asian-Sushi-Bonita-Springs"&gt;http://www.urbanspoon.com/r/146/1438620/restaurant/Fort-Myers/David-Wongs-Pan-Asian-Sushi-Bonita-Springs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-8335194724009307480?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8335194724009307480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=8335194724009307480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8335194724009307480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/8335194724009307480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/great-lil-place-to-eat.html' title='Great lil&apos; Place to Eat!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4766000314742527545</id><published>2009-07-09T08:47:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:27:48.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Slice of Americana</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaIJnzh6oI/AAAAAAAAAMM/S0gmdK-uXwc/s1600-h/P1000979.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past Fourth of July weekend I had the privilege to visit Jake's home town of Wyomissing, PA. The weekend visit started out with me finally watching the infamous sledding video of Jake and Nick. (anyone close to Jake has heard the story a million times over) I have to admit the sledding video was pretty funny, especially the third time Jake showed it, just so he could slow down the part where Nick slams his head into the ice, followed by 12 year old Jake saying, "oh shit, he's bleeding"... with chuckles of his dad video taping! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356618505689098882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaIJnzh6oI/AAAAAAAAAMM/S0gmdK-uXwc/s320/P1000979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Jake and I on the Fourth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356613568832074722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaDqQlF8-I/AAAAAAAAAKs/qUmLv4WROGc/s320/P1000972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(the street Jake grew up on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The weekend was filled with Family, Friends, and Food. It was perfect. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356618484187460898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaIIXtI9SI/AAAAAAAAAL8/IhdxPmu3yms/s320/P1000975.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (the Johnsons)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Jake wanted us to stay at his parents house so we could experience all of the fourth. (let me tell you... it is quite the production) On the morning of Fourth of July, the Wyomissing fire chief (who lives across the street) played his patriotic music over the loud speaker at 7am to mark the beginning of the morning. About 45 minutes later the oldest fire truck in Wyomissing, travels down the parade route with its siren on to clear the route for the parade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356614351662632338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaEX02cTZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/xC3jGtF5uh8/s320/P1000967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;By 10a.m. the street was filled, guest had arrived, and we are all in our spots to watch the parade. At the start of the parade a family walks the route passing out flags. This happens every year... after years of collecting flags, the Johnson's and their neighbors have enough to cover the entire street. It was so awesome to feel the closeness of this town and to experience how everyone comes together for this yearly event. Of course I always get teary-eyed when it comes to patriotism and such. I admit I teared up when one of the bands walked by playing, "Your a Grand Old Flag" and the Pearl Harbour survivors followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615486065167394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaFZ21FTCI/AAAAAAAAALE/3l_HOM8cowQ/s320/P1000970.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (The Johnson's front yard) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615503846659058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaFa5EhU_I/AAAAAAAAALc/4AIcuVgHfG8/s320/P1000992.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(My Flag)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615506279216178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaFbCIfNDI/AAAAAAAAALk/D8dX0aU-yls/s320/P1000993.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;(Nina and Katie awaiting the parade)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615490167176834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaFaGHE_oI/AAAAAAAAALM/KqKnRwBOwbA/s320/P1000973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(All the flags) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356615495584449890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaFaaSqBWI/AAAAAAAAALU/Yj12dY658ds/s320/P1000962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Nina Doing her part in setting up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The weather so beautiful. I think the hottest day was 84 degrees. At night we slept with the windows open. Thanks to Katie, Nina and I got to shop at the Vanity Fair shoppes. It is an old factory turned into an outlet store. It is a really good place to get deals. One section of this old factory, I was able to purchase authentic Red Sox gear for $9!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Sunday Jake, Myself, Nina, Nick, and Katie all piled into the Rav 4 (the rental) and drove to Hershey Park. It was sooooo awesome. I have to say, Hershey Park blows both Disney and Busch Gardens out of the water any day. There was soooo many roller coaster and even a water park inside the regular park. Anybody and everybody had something they could participate in. One funny experience I encountered that day, was a ride called the Mouse. To the untrained eye one might think it was merely a child's ride, like the one at the fair. As I sat on the ride, Jake and I began to reminisce about the Lombardi's experience on a similar ride, and how they were a little freaked out. At that very moment those words came out of my mouth... My heart stopped. The ride turned into the scariest ride I had ever been on. High up on the top it jerked you around, giving me the feeling we would fly off. I have to admit now (or else Jake will make me) I did cry. I was petrified on a child's ride. I could do any of the roller coasters that flipped, looped, hung, had 97 degree drops, but I could not handle the evil child's ride!! uggghhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356618473989998434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaIHxt4B2I/AAAAAAAAALs/mChYfb4Angk/s320/P1010023.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (Hershey Park Sign)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356618478804613074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaIIDpxN9I/AAAAAAAAAL0/Ue2Ii0jeviI/s320/P1010021.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (In route to the Chocolate Factory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We unfortunately did not get a chance to go into Philadelphia. However, Jake and I are planning to make a trip next year to see the Phillies play and stay the night in the city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356621261933509026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaKqDnZ-aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/CQUsVH9_V8c/s320/P1000961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;(Downtown Philadelphia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356618488173628610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaIImjhDMI/AAAAAAAAAME/sjfWd7hNHdo/s320/P1000977.JPG" border="0" /&gt; (My first Locust)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was able to enjoy a Philly Cheese Steak from V &amp;amp; S Sandwich Shop. It was yummy, messy, and all around delicious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The trip was a success. My favorite part of the trip was the Fourth of July. Thank you to the Johnson's for having us at their house. It was amazing!! I can't wait for next Fourth... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4766000314742527545?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4766000314742527545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4766000314742527545' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4766000314742527545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4766000314742527545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-slice-of-americana.html' title='My Slice of Americana'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SlaIJnzh6oI/AAAAAAAAAMM/S0gmdK-uXwc/s72-c/P1000979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5752809008890517580</id><published>2009-06-28T12:51:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:10:21.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Redecorating for Less!</title><content type='html'>I was recently surfing the world wide web of blogs and came across &lt;a href="http://www.hostessblog.com/2009/06/real-parties-pink-lotus-lounge/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hostest&lt;/span&gt; with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mostest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;blog. I was inspired by the redecorating of a porch for a party. Our porch was definitely less then glamorous with everything just thrown out there as a holding area before our trash visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was able to redecorate the porch for under $40!! See below for the changes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424326539072226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehkQ6FUuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bxiDWhkrBvM/s320/P1000944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our Newly Organized Porch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Skehv070PhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/i7JqBGs666w/s1600-h/P1000950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424525188578834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Skehv070PhI/AAAAAAAAAKk/i7JqBGs666w/s320/P1000950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got this table and the chase lounge for free from work!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(look at my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt; basil plant!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehvQo-ZkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/S2ntJXHdeII/s1600-h/P1000949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424515445876290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehvQo-ZkI/AAAAAAAAAKc/S2ntJXHdeII/s320/P1000949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Found this table at Big Lots for $15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehvLtxpWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JAgcCfKHI_4/s1600-h/P1000948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424514123834722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehvLtxpWI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JAgcCfKHI_4/s320/P1000948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the free chase lounge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehlqmT6jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VA23bGqZSYI/s1600-h/P1000951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424350615333426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehlqmT6jI/AAAAAAAAAKM/VA23bGqZSYI/s320/P1000951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this idea from the above blog. Knock off of a fire pit, but I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt; in it instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehlTWaknI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RtWBwCgcb0k/s1600-h/P1000947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424344374645362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehlTWaknI/AAAAAAAAAKE/RtWBwCgcb0k/s320/P1000947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehlAv28OI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7C-MIcuRZiU/s1600-h/P1000946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424339381088482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehlAv28OI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7C-MIcuRZiU/s320/P1000946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found the rocks in the backyard... I also put some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;citronella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt; in there with different size pillar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt;. Hopefully the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;citronella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;candles&lt;/span&gt; will keep the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;mosquitos&lt;/span&gt; away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Skehk5F6QxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rsaSnk6U78k/s1600-h/P1000945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352424337326097170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Skehk5F6QxI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/rsaSnk6U78k/s320/P1000945.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5752809008890517580?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5752809008890517580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5752809008890517580' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5752809008890517580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5752809008890517580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/redecorating-for-less.html' title='Redecorating for Less!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SkehkQ6FUuI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bxiDWhkrBvM/s72-c/P1000944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-9114684623361549104</id><published>2009-06-27T23:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:45:08.275-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Myself...</title><content type='html'>We are always working on ourselves... and I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; working on me... Sorry for acting a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I get rapped up in my company and I can't control my happy volume...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-9114684623361549104?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/9114684623361549104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=9114684623361549104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/9114684623361549104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/9114684623361549104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/myself.html' title='Myself...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-6049012707736751009</id><published>2009-06-22T15:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:21:07.344-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging just for the hect of it!</title><content type='html'>So, I am not the type to just blog without any motivation. However, there have been some life changing things occurring throughout the last month. Now that summer school is over, I have the time to catch update you on them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. I have handed in my letter of resignation at my full time job.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;This means that as of August 31st, I will be without out a full time job, for the first time since high school. I have been able to get some loans and scholarships, but have not received enough to support the lifestyle I have built up. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am looking to sell the Pontiac for $11,500 so I can downgrade to something a little more affordable. $340 monthly payments will not cut it on 12k a year! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another fear or worry is Jake. I feel bad that I have to cut back on my extra activities and by that he is affected. He is almost 30 years old and should not have to live the life of a college student. He already lived this life. It is something I need to just let go and know that if we are meant to be, both of us will learn to sacrifice for the long haul. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. I received my first "C" in school ever this past summer session. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am actually in the process of fight my research paper grade. If this will even go up a letter grade I will have a "B" in the class. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The instructor gave me a 60. I have no clue what was wrong, but I know I followed the instructions and made sure to type all 8 pages. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A 60% on anything means that you have turned in crap. My work is not crap...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Jake and I reached our 3 year mark. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We celebrated by going to Orlando to watch the game 6 playoffs between the Magic and the Celtics. It was amazing. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For the first time in our 3 year history, I will be making my first visit to Wyomissing. Jake insures me I have never seen anything like it. I re-assured him with a reminder that I was born in St. Cloud FL... a place that gets Rodeo Day off from high school...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are still on track for saving for our trip this winter... If anyone wants to go skiing with us... let me know! I could really use the 1k giveaway from wink96.9!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. This past weekend we enjoyed ourselves at another wedding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is always exciting when friends close to you get married. Jake and I got to witness the joining in marriage of Jen and Kev.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ceremony was awesome and the reception was a blast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So many friends and family... you could not go wrong!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that is pretty much it... I have started my book reading!! wooo hoo! I am also excited about sewing and scrapbooking. I am sure to keep myself busy this summer, and of course keep you my blogging world updated!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-6049012707736751009?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6049012707736751009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=6049012707736751009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6049012707736751009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6049012707736751009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging-just-for-hect-of-it.html' title='Blogging just for the hect of it!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5690741019037872602</id><published>2009-06-21T15:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T15:24:25.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day Blog</title><content type='html'>I have had many men in my life try to be a father to me. Most of fallen short. I thank God everyday for John, my step-dad. He has stepped to the plate and not only been a father to his own daughter Emily, but a father to me and my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flipping through the internet today and read an article from President Obama, on his reflections of being a father. He talks about his childhood and the feeling it left him with, not having that father their.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one part of the article he says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"That is why we need fathers to step up, to realize that their job does not end at conception; that what makes you a man is not the ability to have a child but the courage to raise one" (Obama, 2009) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so true. So many men give up after the birth. The most courages thing in life is being the father...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a great article to read. It can be found at: &lt;a href="http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/31437363/ns/fathers_day_guide//"&gt;http://today.msnbc.msn.com/id/31437363/ns/fathers_day_guide//&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day to all of the men who have stepped up to the plate within their own families!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5690741019037872602?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5690741019037872602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5690741019037872602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5690741019037872602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5690741019037872602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day-blog.html' title='Father&apos;s Day Blog'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-7358093781982293896</id><published>2009-05-31T22:16:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:20:47.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Story From the Past...</title><content type='html'>For my choosing wellness class, I had to write about my first experience with sex and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;feelings&lt;/span&gt;. I thought I would share my story with the blogger community!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up there was a specific pop-up book that I always remembered playing with. One day it disappeared. A couple years later the book finally surfaced. It was the day of my tenth birthday. The day before my birthday, my mom took me shopping for a “big girl” outfit. On February 20, 1995, my mother and I celebrated my first double digit birthday. We got all dressed up, painted our nails, curled our hair, and I was even allowed to put on a little bit of makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I got in the car and she drove us all the way down to the Red Lobster in the next town. When we pulled into our parking space at the Red Lobster, mom rolled down the windows and turned off the car. She turned to me and began to explain what a big day this was and how exciting it is. She then pulled out the famous pop-up book that had been missing in action for so long. As she handed the book to me she told me, now that I am a big girl, I should know where babies come from. All of a sudden this amazing book turned into something much, much more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mom went on to explain the “birds and the bees”, I think I wanted to sink further and further into the car seat. She gingerly flipped each page over, explaining in detail what was taking place. At the end of our time, she gave me my present. It was a promise ring. She asked me to wait until marriage and until I found the person I fell in love with. She told me if I ever had any questions or was curious about anything that I could ask her. I wore that ring until I was 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our little powwow, we marched into Red Lobster. Mom told me since I was a big girl I was allowed to try crab legs for the first time. When our order came to the table and I then began to learn how to properly break and eat the legs. I wish this food experience was a bit more enjoyable. After hearing the story about where babies came from and then having to snap and pull out the meat from the legs, made me want to yak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years, after that day I was unable to eat crab legs. I think I associated that graphic story with the work of cracking the legs. Do not get me wrong. I believe my mom did a standout job telling me, at 10 years of age about the reproduction system of humans and how babies are conceived. That day I was embarrassed from the lesson I had learned, but as an adult I treasure relationships. Having mom explain to me the intimate relations of a man and a woman, made me respect sexual moments with the person I love. Unfortunately, I did not wait till I was married, but I did wait until I was an adult. I made a decision to engage in my first experience of intercourse with my best friend. Now that I am older I respect my body and I have made a point to understand how it ticks. I take pride in my cleanliness and that I practice safe sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-7358093781982293896?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7358093781982293896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=7358093781982293896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7358093781982293896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7358093781982293896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/story-from-past.html' title='A Story From the Past...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-775831975513775896</id><published>2009-05-13T21:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:33:52.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap and Fun Find!!</title><content type='html'>With buying a sewing machine and going to school full-time, I have been on a diligent search for a desk. I wanted something clean, yet feminine, but sturdy and long-lasting. I also did not want to spend ridiculous money on a desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been surfing the web for a while now and on one of my trip on to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Craigslist&lt;/span&gt;.com, I found this beauty! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335484001424151266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgtybkGqkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/f-1kwn72Ecc/s320/P1000728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best part about this desk is, I only paid $25!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgtycCjP15I/AAAAAAAAAJE/5WVVeuLBVYE/s1600-h/P1000730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335484009597097874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgtycCjP15I/AAAAAAAAAJE/5WVVeuLBVYE/s320/P1000730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgtycJkG_7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/a0PpigjLuSo/s1600-h/P1000729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335484011479760818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgtycJkG_7I/AAAAAAAAAI8/a0PpigjLuSo/s320/P1000729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the legs have some detailed wood work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love this desk! It is everything I have been looking for and it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; affordable. It is a solid piece of furniture, that I am glad I waited for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy Shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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/333528807622244950-775831975513775896?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/775831975513775896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=775831975513775896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/775831975513775896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/775831975513775896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/cheap-and-fun-find.html' title='Cheap and Fun Find!!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgtybkGqkuI/AAAAAAAAAI0/f-1kwn72Ecc/s72-c/P1000728.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-3705452115920474663</id><published>2009-05-10T17:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:07:43.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Very First Sewing Project</title><content type='html'>Below is the change purse I created this morning. Keep in mind that I have no formal training on a sewing machine. The only time I have ever sewed was a hem-line, with my mother watching. I personally think I did a darn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tootin&lt;/span&gt; good job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgdAxlAzQiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZRyxQruuIoc/s1600-h/P1000727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334303504136880674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgdAxlAzQiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZRyxQruuIoc/s320/P1000727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sewed a lining in the change purse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgdAxUqE2cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1ZmLAd20fuk/s1600-h/P1000725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334303499746597314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgdAxUqE2cI/AAAAAAAAAIk/1ZmLAd20fuk/s320/P1000725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I definitely have some skill I need to learn... like sewing a square change purse instead of a lop-sided change purse! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I owe all the credit to &lt;a href="http://www.twelve22.org/2006/07/zipper_tutorial.html"&gt;twelve22.org blog&lt;/a&gt;. Her zipper pouch tutorial is pretty easy to understand.&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/333528807622244950-3705452115920474663?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3705452115920474663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=3705452115920474663' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3705452115920474663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3705452115920474663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-very-first-sewing-project.html' title='My Very First Sewing Project'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgdAxlAzQiI/AAAAAAAAAIs/ZRyxQruuIoc/s72-c/P1000727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4336178060662231721</id><published>2009-05-08T17:42:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:03:08.665-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil’ more domesticated…</title><content type='html'>It seems like forever since my last blog, even though it is only been a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Past weekend, Jake and I opened our home to his parents and hosted a party for his brother’s graduation. Leading up to the arrival of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mamma&lt;/span&gt; and Poppa J, I was a bit nervous and convulsively cleaned our two bedroom apartment for two weeks prior to the event. I should known not worried... I love Jake and he is definitely their offspring. They made me feel very comfortable around them. I am now VERY excited to go up north for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fourth &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333572966998902898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgSoWuGYiHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yg8knpLtJqE/s320/Lansdowne+Street.jpg" border="0" /&gt; (Right to left) Me, Jake, Poppa J., Nick, and Nina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.A. HERE WE COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday when I arrived to work, I was greeted with an email message from a dear friend I met through my job here at the church. Marlene “eagle eyes”, spotted the best darn sale for a sewing machine I think I will ever see. For 99 bucks, I have a Singer Sewing machine. It came with a really nice cover, four sewing foots (zipper foot is included), thread ripper, and much, much more! Marlene met me on my lunch break, so she could be my support system, while I purchased my first sewing machine ever! After I had the machine she took me around the store and instructed me to search for all the great deals… watching Marlene dart around the store, gave me shopping inspiration... she is such a bargain shopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333573523021190050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgSo3FcbU6I/AAAAAAAAAIc/Nw0hvdcnF7s/s320/my+Singer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my Singer Sewing Machine!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a few minor bumps when I got the machine home. The bobbin winder refused to wind… I began to wonder if the talent my grandma had, skipped over me! However, Jackie from &lt;a href="http://www.joann.com/joann/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JoAnn&lt;/span&gt;’s &lt;/a&gt;reassured me it was the machine and not my lack of natural ability. With a newer machine in hand… I am now ready to take the sewing world by storm. I have buttons, zippers, material, and MANY IDEAS as my weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next big search is a cheap, cute desk. I need it to be versatile… one day I could be sewing on it, the next I could be completing a homework assignment. My search continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and I have decided to take on remodeling our master bedroom and bathroom. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Homedepot&lt;/span&gt; is scheduled to come out on Monday and give us an estimate on converting our tub to a shower… The eighties carpet in the bathroom has definitely overstayed it welcome… we are also planning to repaint and re-carpet the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the bath-tub leak a few months back we had water seep under our 80’s carpet and caused moister to build up. I consider myself to be a “clean person” and the mere glance of an ant sends me into a Clorox/water and vinegar tizzy. We have lately had another type of bug rear its ugly, creepy, nasty, little face at us… ROACHES! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;UGGGH&lt;/span&gt;… BARF! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Growing up I was encouraged to visit a person in my life, who was unable to keep their house clean enough to keep the cockroaches out of their home. I was forced to sleep in a room with nest of those nasty bugs. Since that experience I have been petrified of the little boogers. With that being said, I went to use the restroom downstairs and as I am pulling off my pants, I hear a scurry across the room and see the roach. I swear it started cat-calling me and saying sly comments. I quickly pulled up my pants and shut the door on it. When Jake came home, (the manly-man he is) he armed himself with his weapon (shoe and bug spray) and bravely found the roach (in the dirty mags… guess he was disappointed he did not get a show from me) and Jake bravely squished him to smithereens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now having the house professionally sprayed. I refused to live with anyone else but Jake. No Ants… No silver fish… NO Roaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With redoing the rooms, come new fixtures. Jake and I successfully completed &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;our first fan installation.&lt;/span&gt; The fan even had lights. I cannot take any credit, except for being a great assistant for holding parts and reading the instructions. We were able to complete the project without shocking ourselves on the live wire! And the fan worked the first try!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hoooo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to put up pics as soon as I complete my first sewing project!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4336178060662231721?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4336178060662231721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4336178060662231721' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4336178060662231721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4336178060662231721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/lil-more-domesticated.html' title='A lil’ more domesticated…'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SgSoWuGYiHI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yg8knpLtJqE/s72-c/Lansdowne+Street.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-2858765456095576319</id><published>2009-04-26T20:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:57:11.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Finds</title><content type='html'>Once a year, usually the weekend after Easter (with the exception of this year) Moorings Presbyterian Church has a Giant Garage Sale. Many residents of Naples, FL come to drop of their items.... Some of my perks I have from working at Moorings is I get to go down to the gym everyday and have the first looks at all the finds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amazes me what some people actually bring. This year I actually saw an open box of Tampons! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GROOOOSSSSS&lt;/span&gt;! Last year the a used tube of lipstick!!! Some people in Naples should lay off the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully there are more normal people the loony people in Naples. I found the below items... and managed to walk out with only spending 25 dollars!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_YdowKcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/F4l0pXtbLVA/s1600-h/P1000689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329165054823639490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_YdowKcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/F4l0pXtbLVA/s320/P1000689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Trifle&lt;/span&gt; Bowl and 6 mini cake pans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329165046227453842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_X9nQx5I/AAAAAAAAAH8/jb0eSbzl4dY/s320/P1000686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Big bowl that I have in the middle of my dinning room table with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;candle&lt;/span&gt; in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_YDEXVqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lceMHR9fdgw/s1600-h/P1000688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329165047691695778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_YDEXVqI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lceMHR9fdgw/s320/P1000688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bowl with the candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_Xy9C5NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PopXsWT-Ad0/s1600-h/P1000685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329165043366028498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_Xy9C5NI/AAAAAAAAAH0/PopXsWT-Ad0/s320/P1000685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful orange bowl for the guest room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_XivvurI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7ICbxQUHJfs/s1600-h/P1000684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329165039015279282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_XivvurI/AAAAAAAAAHs/7ICbxQUHJfs/s320/P1000684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Saks Fifth Ave purse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also walked away with a strand of pearls and two books which I blogged about two or so blogs ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-2858765456095576319?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2858765456095576319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=2858765456095576319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2858765456095576319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2858765456095576319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/fun-finds.html' title='Fun Finds'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT_YdowKcI/AAAAAAAAAIM/F4l0pXtbLVA/s72-c/P1000689.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-6628232139682051385</id><published>2009-04-26T20:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:12:02.051-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning + Shopping= Happy Day</title><content type='html'>I took advantage of a free Saturday, and decided to do the customary "Spring Cleaning". Jake had a golf date with his boyfriend... I mean buddy, and I took advantage of the quiet house to get ahead on my cleaning for this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was referred to a blog written by a woman who now is my hero. She has the ability to work and clean her home every night. What she called dirty in her pics... I called immaculate! After reading her blog, I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;inspired&lt;/span&gt; to clean my home from top to bottom. and I did just so... literally clean the fan blades (top) all the way down to the baseboards (bottom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 9am and finally convinced myself that I was unable to sleep right through the day, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;subsequently&lt;/span&gt; missing my day of cleaning. I cleaned and scrubbed every inch of the house until 3:30pm. I took a two hour break to get my car washed and run to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; for some "necessary items". (I had to go shopping for new things... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Jake's&lt;/span&gt; parents are staying with us next weekend for Nick's graduation... and they have not seen the house since I moved in...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6bez4jZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/RExhGQ8u5kQ/s1600-h/P1000683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329159609120230802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6bez4jZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/RExhGQ8u5kQ/s320/P1000683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;New Welcome Mat... I love the pretty colors!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6bZwjiPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OtSgFNT7lLc/s1600-h/P1000682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329159607764093170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6bZwjiPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/OtSgFNT7lLc/s320/P1000682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our old oven &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;mitts&lt;/span&gt; were gross... Jake's dad loves to cook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6bP0OvgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qHAmIykbwtQ/s1600-h/P1000681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329159605095153154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6bP0OvgI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qHAmIykbwtQ/s320/P1000681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen mat... I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why we have never had one... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hmmm&lt;/span&gt;. I think it brings a kitchen together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329159599953513458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6a8qXi_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/akUzdonQt48/s320/P1000678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;New place mats... and a mail holder for Kev's mail.&lt;br /&gt;The plant is from work. I grew it from a clipping. I love how you can see the roots forming. I hope the plant doesn't mind I can see its belows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6awTsCtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EaptmCEXjvM/s1600-h/P1000679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329159596637162194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6awTsCtI/AAAAAAAAAHM/EaptmCEXjvM/s320/P1000679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up of the mats. Funky material, that is easy to clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thank God for Clorox lemon bleach wipes. I went through an entire container cleaning yesterday. They were so handy cleaning the sides and tops of the toilets, baseboards, counter tops, tables, etc. Also, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Swifter&lt;/span&gt; Duster that has the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bendable&lt;/span&gt; neck... is an amazing cleaning tool. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed cleaning the fans. It was really easy to wipe up the dust... and seeing how much you can get, kept motivating me to dust, dust, dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun facelifts for around the house for cheap, I also bought new rugs for the bathrooms and new shower curtains. It is amazing how something so small can change a look of a bathroom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-6628232139682051385?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6628232139682051385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=6628232139682051385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6628232139682051385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6628232139682051385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-cleaning-shopping-happy-day.html' title='Spring Cleaning + Shopping= Happy Day'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SfT6bez4jZI/AAAAAAAAAHk/RExhGQ8u5kQ/s72-c/P1000683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-7531241138145463029</id><published>2009-04-25T10:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T11:23:42.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW...</title><content type='html'>Last night I was at a concert enjoying 4 wonderful bands. Thank you to the local radio station (969 Wink FM) who had a "Spring Fling" Concert for only $5 entry fee! It is so wonderful how people are really trying to help others enjoy small pleasures in bad times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing as the opening act for the 1000 or so crowd, was a band called Cadence Wednesday. I went to high school with the lead singer Sergio. He was such a great guy and still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(quick plug... you need to check out their MySpace page at: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/cadencewednesday"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/cadencewednesday&lt;/a&gt; they are awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... watching Sergio achieving his dreams and goals got me to ponder where I am in my dream, where my friends are in their dreams, and where I want to go from here. It is amazing to look back and see where everyone is or is going. Some chose the family route, some chose to move around the country or even the world, some girls I knew in high school are strippers, and some like Sergio are living out their God given talents in music, modeling, speaking, school, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have learned it is necessary to have goals in life. With out them, how do you know where you are going? At the same time, I have and still am learning that it is not the end of the world when you do not reach some of your planned goals. I have to keep remembering that God has a specific plan for me and I must trust in him. I may have a certain time table for events or goals to happen and God may have a completely different one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is chug a lug... and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love variety, I love spontaneous-ness, but I also love the plan. I have a plan, but the best part is God has a bigger plan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another shameless plug for Sergio's band...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWvYA1xwSKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWvYA1xwSKM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-7531241138145463029?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7531241138145463029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=7531241138145463029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7531241138145463029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7531241138145463029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/wow.html' title='WOW...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-3751347226456917020</id><published>2009-04-17T08:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T08:37:26.095-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Three Weeks</title><content type='html'>So, for the next three weeks or so I have no school... time to relax and catch up on books and scrapbooking. At the church I work at we have a Giant Garage Sale once a year... during the week leading up to the Garage Sale, Cindy and I sneak into the gym and pre-purchase all the good finds! Yesterday was the beginning of this Giant Event, and I found two great books that I have not had the opprotunity to read. The first one is The Glass Castle and the second in the Kite Runner. I started to read the Glass Castle, it is a memior of Jeannet Wells life. It is sooo good that I already hate putting it down! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrapbooking is my other love. I wish I had more time in my hectic life to create. I will be creating these next three weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, now that I do not have any extra income, I want to find a clothing swap store. I know there is one in Naples... I just have to figure out when, where, and how much! I think that would be so fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-3751347226456917020?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3751347226456917020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=3751347226456917020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3751347226456917020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3751347226456917020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/next-three-weeks.html' title='The Next Three Weeks'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5375212439549826982</id><published>2009-04-15T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:54:26.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet Peeve... People in Charge, not caring enough to get to know their empoyees.</title><content type='html'>I know it has been a while since I blogged last. I apologize for the slack. I blame it on my Professional Writing class… Ms. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Withrow&lt;/span&gt; had us blog for our end of the year project. This is my final week shaping and creating that blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night as I was working my second job, the general manager comes up to me in front of bar people and employees, to tell me that he is letting me go. (I will say it got me some nice tips at then end of the night) He followed it with, I know you have a full time job and I have to worry about the girls who don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blind sided. I only work twice a week… it is not like I hog all the great shifts. Plus, this was not just a job to support my addiction of shoes. It was a job to save for the future; to guarantee that I have a nice cushion to finish school. Unfortunately, I do not sleep or flirt with the Gen. Manager &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; he could give two craps about me and my situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has always been a struggle for me. I do right (as best I can)… but it always seems there is a dark cloud that follows me and occasionally rains on my parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Jake last night at midnight about my turn of events… and he quoted what he learned from his yearly visit to church this past Easter Sunday. He reminded me of the Story of Job… and how he lost everything, yet God was with him. Even though Jake was partially trying to make me laugh, it worked… and got me to calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as Marquis just said in a text: “time for plan d”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know life will work out. I have a gazillion (more the a trillion) skills in my back pocket. One of which is a realtor’s license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me whine a bit. I will get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5375212439549826982?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5375212439549826982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5375212439549826982' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5375212439549826982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5375212439549826982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/pet-peeve-people-in-charge-not-caring.html' title='Pet Peeve... People in Charge, not caring enough to get to know their empoyees.'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5766349175398355340</id><published>2009-03-27T08:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T08:35:39.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Check out my Other Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://teachers94.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://teachers94.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a group blog for my Professional Writing course. We are all future educators blogging about writing and communication in the classroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5766349175398355340?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5766349175398355340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5766349175398355340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5766349175398355340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5766349175398355340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/check-out-my-other-blog.html' title='Check out my Other Blog!'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5056116648184726755</id><published>2009-03-22T22:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:24:46.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grass Patch: A Clock that Runs on Mud</title><content type='html'>Thought this was a really cool idea... Found this article on Apartment Therapy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've always heard of eco-friendly gadgets, but none would be more eco-friendly than a clock that runs on mud. Clocks are important. Most of us need them daily to tell time and to wake us up. Even though people are starting to use their cell phones for this function, clocks are still necessary. Plus, if you're stuck in the middle of a city, having a bit of mud and grass in your pad might be a good idea. There's nothing greener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316202901084339202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/ScbyX0EIfAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xLjJ1JNXqrg/s320/clock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a clock that's called Timeless Garden and it was designed by Francesco Castiglione Morelli and Tommaso Ceschi. It combines the idea of a houseplant with that of a clock. It's a fashionably nice item that will look good in your place. The secret to this clock is that it uses the chemistry inherent between mud and metal to create electricity. The clock sustains itself, without needing anything extra. The frame is a sort of hitch between two recycled bodies made out of plastic. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316202913995134354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/ScbyYkKTlZI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Y1oGXgIGc28/s320/clock2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An indoor plant which includes a self-sustaining digital clock. Now that's novel. I wouldn't mind having one of those in my bedroom. There's only one point of contention. How will the clock react to poor maintenance? If you over water the plant or under water it, will the clock just stop functioning? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Found article at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.unplggd.com/unplggd/clock-digital/grass-patch-a-clock-that-runs-on-mud-076436"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.unplggd.com/unplggd/clock-digital/grass-patch-a-clock-that-runs-on-mud-076436&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5056116648184726755?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5056116648184726755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5056116648184726755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5056116648184726755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5056116648184726755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/grass-patch-clock-that-runs-on-mud.html' title='Grass Patch: A Clock that Runs on Mud'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/ScbyX0EIfAI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/xLjJ1JNXqrg/s72-c/clock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-6456288808357249720</id><published>2009-03-17T09:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T09:16:54.360-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is probably the most challenging week I have gone through thus far. Not only do I have all three classes demanding a lot out of me, but I have my General Knowledge, FTCE test on Thursday. I am studying every formula I have ever known in my life short of Calculus and trig! I am anxious for the weekend to get here and pass. I don’t know where life is going to take me at this very moment. However, I am ready to go with the flow. I wish it was as easy as following a yellow brick road…&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep reminding myself that I am a strong woman, who can do all things through Christ that strengthens me… (Philippians 4:13)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate all of my friends and family that are encouraging me and helping me every step of the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am…&lt;br /&gt;           A friend&lt;br /&gt;           A daughter&lt;br /&gt;           A person&lt;br /&gt;           A woman&lt;br /&gt;           A girl-friend&lt;br /&gt;           A co-worker&lt;br /&gt;           A future educator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am…&lt;br /&gt;            Strong&lt;br /&gt;            Weak&lt;br /&gt;            Compassionate&lt;br /&gt;            Competitive&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love…&lt;br /&gt;            God&lt;br /&gt;            My Family&lt;br /&gt;            My Friends&lt;br /&gt;            Out Doors&lt;br /&gt;            The smell of the Ocean&lt;br /&gt;            Sundays&lt;br /&gt;            Me&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the future I want to…&lt;br /&gt;            Have a family&lt;br /&gt;            Succeed&lt;br /&gt;            Win&lt;br /&gt;            Love uncontrollably&lt;br /&gt;            Love unconditional&lt;br /&gt;            Help others&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-6456288808357249720?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6456288808357249720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=6456288808357249720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6456288808357249720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/6456288808357249720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-probably-most-challenging-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-3409309811493421963</id><published>2009-03-12T21:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T21:49:22.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Put into Perspective</title><content type='html'>It is funny how God can put what you think may be  a life altering situation and show you very quickly that you are just acting like a child. I posted earlier this week a picture of a crazy Muppet looking guy with a caption "this is how I feel"... I honestly wanted to blow up something. I attribute my anger or short fuse, if you will... to me not attending my weekly yoga class for two weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got to my second job and told my friend and coworker my overwhelming woes... even though they were bad, I still have a job and things were resolved. I then proceeded to ask her why she was so sad the day before when I had spoke with her, and she said, her mother had a stoke about 5 years ago and was paralyzed. Slowly over the years, the depression and the paralysis began to improve. She received a call while enjoying her spring break, that said her mom had tried to take her own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very moment, I broke down into tears. I was humbled that this 19 year old girl, came home early and was now dealing with a fragile mother. My issues seemed to melt away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my friend and a good, hard, spin class... my blood pressure has come down and the accida (I am sure I did not spell that correct) has subsided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-3409309811493421963?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3409309811493421963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=3409309811493421963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3409309811493421963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3409309811493421963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-put-into-perspective.html' title='Things Put into Perspective'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-7432956631272488134</id><published>2009-03-10T15:54:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T14:25:12.694-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbbGeCNAroI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Tbr7RWI-Tk4/s1600-h/crazy_harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311651029819895426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbbGeCNAroI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Tbr7RWI-Tk4/s320/crazy_harry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;This is how I felt this week!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-7432956631272488134?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7432956631272488134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=7432956631272488134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7432956631272488134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7432956631272488134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbbGeCNAroI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Tbr7RWI-Tk4/s72-c/crazy_harry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-1539309287997328514</id><published>2009-03-09T15:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T15:11:49.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Picture I had saved a while back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b364/Itaprincess2028/shoe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b364/Itaprincess2028/shoe.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-1539309287997328514?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1539309287997328514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=1539309287997328514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/1539309287997328514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/1539309287997328514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/fun-picture-i-had-saved-while-back.html' title='Fun Picture I had saved a while back...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-2093927000626016486</id><published>2009-03-09T08:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:32:54.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fray... a great tune.</title><content type='html'>You Found Me... By, The Fray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found God on the corner of 1st and Amistad&lt;br /&gt;Where the West was all but won&lt;br /&gt;All alone, smoking his last cigarette&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Where you been?" He said, "Ask anything"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you when everything was falling apart?&lt;br /&gt;All my days were spent by the telephone that never rang&lt;br /&gt;And all I needed was a call that never came&lt;br /&gt;To the corner of 1st and Amistad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;Just a little late, you found me, you found me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end everyone ends up alone&lt;br /&gt;Losing her, the only one who's ever known&lt;br /&gt;Who I am, who I'm not and who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;No way to know how long she will be next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;Just a little late, you found me, you found me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The early morning, the city breaks&lt;br /&gt;And I've been calling for years and years and years and years&lt;br /&gt;And you never left me no messages&lt;br /&gt;You never sent me no letters&lt;br /&gt;You got some kind of nerve taking all I want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the floor, where were you? Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost and insecure, you found me, you found me&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the floor surrounded, surrounded&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to wait? Where were you? Where were you?&lt;br /&gt;Just a little late, you found me, you found me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you have to wait to find me, to find me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-2093927000626016486?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2093927000626016486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=2093927000626016486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2093927000626016486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/2093927000626016486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/fray-great-tune.html' title='The Fray... a great tune.'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-7470888060126046573</id><published>2009-03-08T17:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T20:00:14.406-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Poems</title><content type='html'>I was going through some of my stuff in boxes and I found an old notebook of mine with poems. Growing up, I had a notebook to write random thoughts in, instead of a diary. I would love to share some of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the below in 1999...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The Game Of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I sit here helpless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;In the Super Bowl of Life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Apart of the crowd in the bleachers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wish I was Moses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So I could part the sea of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;who stand in our way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;As you play your game of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I sit cheering you from a far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I want to make an impression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;On your heart that last forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Cause I'm sick of being on the sidelines;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm ready for my close up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I am sick of the one player games,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;I wanna play with you;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;A game of life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;for eternity.&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/333528807622244950-7470888060126046573?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7470888060126046573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=7470888060126046573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7470888060126046573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7470888060126046573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-poems.html' title='Old Poems'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5891513019636869276</id><published>2009-03-08T17:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:53:30.031-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Never Met a Shoe I Did Not Like</title><content type='html'>As a follow up to my earlier blog, I would like to show you all the shoes I have aquired in the past 30 days... I got REALLY GREAT DEALS on all of them but two... The two I did not get for a good deal, was for a good cause... the Alzhiemers Association had a "girls night out" at White House, Black Market... I had to support the cause!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bealls $10 each&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7O2Oid6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/WdLMZ-OBBms/s1600-h/P1000666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934986837358498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7O2Oid6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/WdLMZ-OBBms/s320/P1000666.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The "Good Cause" Shoes White House Black Market $20 each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7OiWUXmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/tQycwGTzxNY/s1600-h/P1000661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934981501279842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7OiWUXmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/tQycwGTzxNY/s320/P1000661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7OJ-wZXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YKs8QqTXzn0/s1600-h/P1000659.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934974960002418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7OJ-wZXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YKs8QqTXzn0/s320/P1000659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nike Shoes $40 at DSW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7NgiBeYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HZSnlAHNLdc/s1600-h/P1000656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934963833633154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7NgiBeYI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HZSnlAHNLdc/s320/P1000656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pink Boat Shoes from Bealls $23&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6mTexOgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mj_D4-NJBy8/s1600-h/P1000655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934290315426306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6mTexOgI/AAAAAAAAAEo/mj_D4-NJBy8/s320/P1000655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madden Girl Boots, $49 from DSW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6l7X5DzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-wR0fzus6ck/s1600-h/P1000654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934283844128562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6l7X5DzI/AAAAAAAAAEg/-wR0fzus6ck/s320/P1000654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madden Girl, DSW $11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6lX3HEkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OsIOe22NHaM/s1600-h/P1000652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934274311393858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6lX3HEkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/OsIOe22NHaM/s320/P1000652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madden Girl, DSW $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6k5DrIfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cFURkU9x_GU/s1600-h/P1000650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934266042589682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6k5DrIfI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/cFURkU9x_GU/s320/P1000650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$11 DSW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6kUFlvWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/e8wp_YgxVMk/s1600-h/P1000645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310934256118512994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ6kUFlvWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/e8wp_YgxVMk/s320/P1000645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5891513019636869276?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5891513019636869276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5891513019636869276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5891513019636869276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5891513019636869276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-never-met-shoe-i-did-not-like.html' title='I Never Met a Shoe I Did Not Like'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SbQ7O2Oid6I/AAAAAAAAAFI/WdLMZ-OBBms/s72-c/P1000666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-95286223042689196</id><published>2009-03-04T20:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:27:39.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd Like to Post a Retraction from my earlier Post....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the post "Let Lying Dogs Lie...?" I mentioned Jake saying that the people in his past need to stay in his past... He read my blog and would like me to correct his actual statement.  Jake said, "anyone he wants to talk to, he can get a hold of."  I apologize if this incorrect statement hurt anyone in the process!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-95286223042689196?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/95286223042689196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=95286223042689196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/95286223042689196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/95286223042689196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/id-like-to-post-retraction-from-my.html' title='I&apos;d Like to Post a Retraction from my earlier Post....'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-3741194398117275062</id><published>2009-03-04T10:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:36:53.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There Such Thing as Too Many Shoes????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sa6kVVHoSAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/35Sw_Nl93yE/s1600-h/pump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309361697069746178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sa6kVVHoSAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/35Sw_Nl93yE/s320/pump.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sa6j_detfsI/AAAAAAAAADw/iUIMvW1eW08/s1600-h/pump.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sa6j_LtYB2I/AAAAAAAAADo/Q8PrZ3QSNWM/s1600-h/boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, most know that I recently picked up a second job to help me save and support my slight shopping habit. I am not the type of person who will go and spend even $100 dollars for one article of clothing, but I like to think of myself as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bargain&lt;/span&gt; shopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find satisfaction in finding that great deal. I think outfits, shoes, accessories, etc. look better when they are found on a sales rack! Well, since I have started my new job I can't stop buying things! I am shopping online, I am shopping in the stores, I drag Jake with me in hopes he would talk me out of purchases! (Jake usually encourages my shopping habits, because he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt; standing next to me with a bigger load!) I swear when we buy our next house we need to get two closets that resemble &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mariah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carey's&lt;/span&gt; closet! I tell you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jake's&lt;/span&gt; shoe collection gives me a run for my money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who... back to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above picture is a shoe that I saw at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;DSW&lt;/span&gt; that is the cutest thing! I have a tendency to go there on my way home from work... That does not sound that bad except that I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jonesen&lt;/span&gt; for a new pair of black boots (that are now on sale at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;DSW&lt;/span&gt;) and the st. patty's day shirt I found at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Bealls&lt;/span&gt;! Also, there is that minor goal to  learn to SEW... that could be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; to accomplish, unless I get a sewing machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309364617174768322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sa6m_TW62sI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ztUVcMG8wM0/s320/boot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boot I am looking at $49.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suppose I can do the responsible thing, placing half in savings and half toward my 'wants'. But, I also am contributing to a money jar for Jake and I to go skiing at the end of the year! Hopefully my lotto ticket will hit big tonight... and some of my minimal issues will go away and I can focus on things like Peace in the Middle East!&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/333528807622244950-3741194398117275062?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3741194398117275062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=3741194398117275062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3741194398117275062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/3741194398117275062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/is-there-such-thing-as-too-many-shoes.html' title='Is There Such Thing as Too Many Shoes????'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sa6kVVHoSAI/AAAAAAAAAD4/35Sw_Nl93yE/s72-c/pump.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-7261711206304315115</id><published>2009-02-26T14:47:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:23:40.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let lying dogs lie...?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sab1PFZJL2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/0wa2PbQtZ7U/s1600-h/boygirl.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307198850397187938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sab1PFZJL2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/0wa2PbQtZ7U/s320/boygirl.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jake's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;argument&lt;/span&gt; for not joining &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; is, the people in his past need to stay in his past. This is one of the few things that a part of me just cannot agree with. I believe that certain friends come in and out of your life for a reason. Some are there for a short while, other are their for a long time... but to me they are there. There when I needed someone, something. They were an ear to hear my stories, or a voice to guide me, and a shoulder to cry on. I am so excited when I get a request from someone in the past and find out that they are thriving and growing up to be an amazing person. It is almost like the signing off of that specific part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was able, I wish I could go back in time and capture the special moments in life and keep them next to me when I need a lift. Instead for now I carry my memories in my heart and mind. I smile randomly through out the day when I think of the moments I have shared with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being apart of me and of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-7261711206304315115?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7261711206304315115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=7261711206304315115' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7261711206304315115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/7261711206304315115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-lying-dogs-lie.html' title='Let lying dogs lie...?'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/Sab1PFZJL2I/AAAAAAAAADQ/0wa2PbQtZ7U/s72-c/boygirl.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-780767194146874739</id><published>2009-02-23T15:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:25:09.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ADD Moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uggghhhh&lt;/span&gt;... I think I need medication to stay focused at work. This week all of a sudden became very overwhelming! I am in the middle of typing a 10 page sermon for one of the Reverends, I have 3 bulletins due this week, 2 of which I just found out I was doing and they are due by tomorrow afternoon, a 10 page Lent Devotional book, and session tomorrow night! Everyone always wonders WHY CAN'T I get anything done with the website... maybe it is because I can't plan my time with out something new coming up. 1500 bosses for one person can be overwhelming. Specially with no support from the head pastor. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ugggghhh&lt;/span&gt;... Oh well enough &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whining&lt;/span&gt;, time to get back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-780767194146874739?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/780767194146874739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=780767194146874739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/780767194146874739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/780767194146874739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/02/uggghhhh.html' title='ADD Moment...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4772410332266927323</id><published>2009-02-22T21:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:25:29.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap of my Bday weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaITriZiuxI/AAAAAAAAACo/wLANvWyZ1cY/s1600-h/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305824949685107474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaITriZiuxI/AAAAAAAAACo/wLANvWyZ1cY/s320/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew, another year has passed. The picture to the left was the last picture of the night and is a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;depiction&lt;/span&gt; of the male caveman tendencies. Grab your woman, throw her over your shoulder, flick off the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;otha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brotha's&lt;/span&gt; and head out the door! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had such a fabulous time on Friday. I am even proud to say that the next morning the hang over was very minimal! Which was better then I can say for the young girl I was working with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, I was able to have some well deserved down-time. I opened the windows, the doors, and grabbed a book (self-help of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt;!) and ran out to the pool. Lately I have been reading a book on issues of abandonment. The book &lt;em&gt;Love Me, Never Leave Me,&lt;/em&gt; by Marylin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Meberg&lt;/span&gt; is very good. She is a funny lady who writes like I can assume she talks. Actually I have seen her talk at a Women of Faith conference in Tampa. She is full of spice and life. My mom bought me the book as a Christmas gift and I am now MAKING TIME in my schedule of two jobs and full load of school, to enjoy the little moments with a good book and some vitamin d. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time actually brings me to my next thought of... with the time I have been given here on earth, have I met my goals? Where do I stand? I have always given my self short and long term goals. I have noticed the times in my life when everything was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;a-rye&lt;/span&gt;, was when I had no goals for myself. I am always looking at my life as a whole and seeing if I am doing what I wanted to be doing... I think that part of this is good; challenging myself and then having periodic check points to make sure I am still on track. Other times however, I find myself trying to control situations that I know I should not control and should just let happen. I am on a constant journey, trying to figure out how to sometime kick back and let things play out and when I should move along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess as I am reading this above section I know I am not ready to come to terms with what is floating around in my brain. I think that is why I read the books I do. Maybe it is a good sign that I should start back at church?! I think I need to get over my fears of going alone and just do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy some of my favorite pictures from my twenty-fourth birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaIR8Qa18cI/AAAAAAAAACA/f847K0VGlAw/s1600-h/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305823037893243330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaIR8Qa18cI/AAAAAAAAACA/f847K0VGlAw/s320/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My Pine-Apple Upside Down Cake...Shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305824174080858242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaIS-ZDFGII/AAAAAAAAACI/38jhqHY4WsE/s320/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I wish I knew what they were laughing about, but they look like little kids, so, happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305824176018668642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaIS-gRFvGI/AAAAAAAAACY/8QKTj3OA4GA/s320/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell I will one day be an educator, even drunk, I am doing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mathematics&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305824172200222130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaIS-SCs3bI/AAAAAAAAACQ/9Ix9TIYIcsg/s320/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kevin and I on the spot look... love how we have the same look (this was not staged!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305824178074667314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaIS-n7RyTI/AAAAAAAAACg/6YQPnmwh0oA/s320/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+051.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dancing to I think Sweet Caroline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4772410332266927323?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4772410332266927323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4772410332266927323' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4772410332266927323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4772410332266927323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/02/phew-another-year-has-passed.html' title='Recap of my Bday weekend'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SaITriZiuxI/AAAAAAAAACo/wLANvWyZ1cY/s72-c/Christal%27s+24th+Birthday+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-4727368788351916452</id><published>2009-02-18T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T22:38:20.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh the Irony in My Life...</title><content type='html'>So.... not that I don't have enough craziness in my life, I have decided to get a second job. That addition will make my weekly schedule have a full time job at the church, a part time job at a bar, and a full time student! I think it is pretty funny that I am working at a church and a bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not on the streets-poor, by any means, but I like having nice things and love visiting new places. With out extra income I see the future as very boring. I had applied to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lansdowne&lt;/span&gt; Bar back in August of 08, when I was starting to think about quiting my job this august to pursue school full time. I did not get a call until this week on Monday, by Bill. I started work on Tuesday and Love IT! I did however, forget that sore feeling you get in your legs after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;waitressing&lt;/span&gt; all night... but I am sure it will go away after a few shifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided not to write the book at this time in my life... I have enough on my plate, with school, work, gym, food, learning to sew, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scrap booking&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have one question... How do I search for specific blogs on here?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-4727368788351916452?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4727368788351916452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=4727368788351916452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4727368788351916452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/4727368788351916452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-irony-in-my-life.html' title='Oh the Irony in My Life...'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-698515801785218132</id><published>2008-11-14T11:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T11:35:02.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>So, as a good friend so kindly pointed out to me, I have not been doing a very good job at updating my blog. As we sat there and discussed our stalker tendencies (online only... we are not peeping toms) I told them how I have always wanted to write a book about my life. Believe it or not I have enough adventures to write 3 Novels (Harry Potter size) from the short 23.75 years I have lived on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next blogs from here on out will be me starting to write my life out on paper... I mean computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is a saga... judge if you want, I love the person I have become and every step through my life has shaped me to be Christal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mylisa&lt;/span&gt; Earp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-698515801785218132?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/698515801785218132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=698515801785218132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/698515801785218132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/698515801785218132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5632222887022731233</id><published>2008-07-15T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T22:53:37.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SH1imlAx3iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1oGYv4rXTVc/s1600-h/Fourth+of+July+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223439557729574434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SH1imlAx3iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1oGYv4rXTVc/s320/Fourth+of+July+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I sit here on the eve of my day off watching the 2008 All star game writing this blog. I do have to confess that i had a few tears during the introduction of the game watching hall of famers like Yogi Berra and so on greet their predecessor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of my life... things are turning around. I just moved in with Jake (my Boyfriend of two years). I still am wierd about it all. It does not feel real. I know jake realized it was for real when he ask which dresser drawers are his and i replied with out hesitation.... "these six drawers are mine and these three are yours!" (needless to say he was not too happy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am playing cupid in one of my friends life... which is more gradifing then I ever thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5632222887022731233?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5632222887022731233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5632222887022731233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5632222887022731233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5632222887022731233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-i-sit-here-on-eve-of-my-day-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3OseC_M1A18/SH1imlAx3iI/AAAAAAAAAAk/1oGYv4rXTVc/s72-c/Fourth+of+July+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5876927802173343568</id><published>2007-09-30T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:10:55.637-04:00</updated><title type='text'>relaxing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/RwBFmG9rx5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDG18uVgZ_8/s1600-h/Rhode_Island+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116165697699563410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="182" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/RwBFmG9rx5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDG18uVgZ_8/s320/Rhode_Island+008.jpg" width="222" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The final wedding of the year has been completed! We are wedding free for the next 5 months. Rhode Island was a blast... I learned more things about the "Sexy Six" then I EVER wanted to know. Enjoyed and left my first casino experience up 15 dollars, and enjoyed a wine tasting and tour of the grounds...well, it was more like a self tour!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My self evaluations are coming to a close with very good findings. I learned that if I control my emotions I can work through anything I want. I am happy with life, love and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/RwBIUm9rx6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/rRQAXElTBsg/s1600-h/Rhode_Island+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116168695586736034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/RwBIUm9rx6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/rRQAXElTBsg/s320/Rhode_Island+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The "Sexy Six" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kevin, Jen, Jake, Me, Amanda and Jon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5876927802173343568?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5876927802173343568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5876927802173343568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5876927802173343568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5876927802173343568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2007/09/relaxing.html' title='relaxing'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/RwBFmG9rx5I/AAAAAAAAAAM/FDG18uVgZ_8/s72-c/Rhode_Island+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-333528807622244950.post-5149051688513838437</id><published>2007-08-18T22:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T23:07:53.617-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Intro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Since there are still a few people in my life who are not on Myspace... I have decided to start blogging. Now no one has an excuse for not knowing what is going on in my life. Everyone has a "No Strings Attached" way of seeing whats the dillio in Earp's life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This first blog will be a bit short, due to the fact that I am in Apopka with my Mom, Daddee and SISTER!!!! Yes, we are all finally together again... "reunited and it feels so good" (song that just popped into my head, Jake would know who sang it).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love the fact that there is always a song for every situation, feeling and person... I prefer to think my life is like a musical!! It is more entertaining this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I might as well thank Marquis for her inspiring ways... and her lessons in "blogging".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Good night for now... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/333528807622244950-5149051688513838437?l=christal-mylisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5149051688513838437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=333528807622244950&amp;postID=5149051688513838437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5149051688513838437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/333528807622244950/posts/default/5149051688513838437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christal-mylisa.blogspot.com/2007/08/intro.html' title='Intro'/><author><name>Christal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11628125775460770742</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3OseC_M1A18/S_H1vpmjG5I/AAAAAAAAAPM/725ZoyECkdk/S220/me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
