<?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-8600371573560003324</id><updated>2011-09-19T11:56:01.212-07:00</updated><category term='Bachelorette Weekend'/><category term='Verses'/><title type='text'>The Doodle Diaries....The Life and Times of Amy Doodle</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>127</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4613924827793577885</id><published>2010-12-21T12:07:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:21:45.569-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Just Man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;       With Christmas quickly approaching, I decided to open my Bible and read the "Christmas Story." It's SO easy to forget what this season is truly about. I get caught up in decorating and buying gifts for everyone, but that's not it. That's not what this season is meant to be at all. While I was reading and reminding myself of the reason for the season, this phrase stuck out to me. Matthew 1:19, "Then Joseph her husband, being a&lt;b&gt; just&lt;/b&gt; man......."  Being a just man, got me thinking.  How many man out there today can be truly called a "&lt;b&gt;JUST&lt;/b&gt;" man. At this time, Joseph had found out she was pregnant, and he sure wasn't the father. But because he was that "&lt;b&gt;JUST"&lt;/b&gt; man, he kept her safe from others . Now we don't know what he thought before the angel of the Lord appeared but it speaks volumes to me that he was a man who took care of his women, although it did not make sense. Thanks to him, Mary was kept safe and our Savior was born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    I sure am grateful for the &lt;b&gt;just &lt;/b&gt;man that God has given me. I have heard horror story after horror story of men who were not just and torn their families apart all because of selfishness. But b/c I know my Savior and HE knows me, He gave me the desires of my heart.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;As we celebrate this season of Jesus birth, remember to give God praises for all the &lt;b&gt;just&lt;/b&gt; men in your life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4613924827793577885?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4613924827793577885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4613924827793577885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4613924827793577885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4613924827793577885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-man_21.html' title='&quot;A Just Man&quot;'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4655762862546269032</id><published>2010-12-21T12:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:07:48.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"A Just Man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4655762862546269032?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4655762862546269032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4655762862546269032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4655762862546269032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4655762862546269032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/12/just-man.html' title='&quot;A Just Man&quot;'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7230827998141852906</id><published>2010-12-11T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:11:19.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Catch Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;              Honestly, I have lost my desire to blog lately! But let me catch you up with the last 6 month in pictures! Maybe I will write again one day, MAYBE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                             First, we get married!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPZmCzeHgI/AAAAAAAAAag/LQO64f5A0FA/s1600/DSCN1638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPZmCzeHgI/AAAAAAAAAag/LQO64f5A0FA/s400/DSCN1638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549518413461593602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPZl_vHd0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Q5oWG96aKIo/s1600/DSCN1608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPZl_vHd0I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Q5oWG96aKIo/s400/DSCN1608.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549518412638025538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Then before I know it, it's October.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPYf5rRAhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-zi-c30RMMA/s1600/DSCN1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPYf5rRAhI/AAAAAAAAAaA/-zi-c30RMMA/s400/DSCN1993.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549517208420418066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Then I blink, and it's December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPYgfax7QI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/6julr4hfKGI/s400/DSCN2095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549517218551819522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                        Our first Christmas tree!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPYgNX7ylI/AAAAAAAAAaI/n_mGDKrO-1Y/s400/DSCN2112.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549517213708044882" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Don't really understand how it happens, but time is flashing before me. Tomorrow will be our 6 month anniversary! I have loved everything about being married!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7230827998141852906?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7230827998141852906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7230827998141852906' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7230827998141852906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7230827998141852906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/12/lets-catch-up.html' title='Let&apos;s Catch Up!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/TQPZmCzeHgI/AAAAAAAAAag/LQO64f5A0FA/s72-c/DSCN1638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4379356852935880034</id><published>2010-06-24T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:45:17.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously?! It's Over???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    I can't believe that I am sitting in our new apartment reflecting on our honeymoon and wedding.  The past few weeks have all flew by, almost as if I blinked and it was all over.  Two weeks prior to our wedding, Bryan's memaw past away. It was not expected and tough on the family.  Then school came to an end and we finished moving me into our apartment. Then my family all arrived. I enjoyed having them here, they were a huge help! The wedding day came quickly. I really wasn't nervous. I was more so excited!!! We both feel as if the wedding was beautiful. There wasn't much we would change. Just a few things here or there. I would have slowed down time. I feel like that day was about 10 minutes long and then it was over. The reception was beautiful, thanks to our families for their help. It was so nice to be able to rely on Bryan during this whole time of planning. My sisters and mother did as much as they could back in Indiana. Anything else was left to me. Bryan was my right hand man. If anything became to much to bare, he took it completely and I never had to worry about it again. Such a great feeling, I might add.  After we left the wedding, it was the best feeling to know I was finally married to my best friend.  I know that he loves me more than anything in life and tells me that daily. After the wedding, we went to Disney World. We had such a wonderful time. Call me selfish, but I love spending time with just him. I laughed so much during that week. It felt great to not have a worry in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our Disney Schedule-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday night - Arrived, walked around and checked out the place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday - Magic Kingdom all day, stayed for light parade and fire works&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday - Animal Kingdom in the a.m  / Downtown Disney for the afternoon. We had tickets to La Numba, Cirque De Soleil. It was absolutely amazing!!! My favorite part of the trip!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday - MGM Studios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday - Epcot and Dinner Show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday - Finished Epcot, then took it easy, played some golf and got in the hot tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a WONDERFUL trip! Now he's back to work and I am enjoying summer. I have a new book that I am enjoying. But I must say, my favorite part of the day is when he gets off work!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4379356852935880034?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4379356852935880034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4379356852935880034' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4379356852935880034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4379356852935880034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/06/seriously-its-over.html' title='Seriously?! It&apos;s Over???'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-936660526593582291</id><published>2010-05-16T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T18:47:30.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;     Time is flying by! Can't you hear it, tick, tock!! In less that one month I will be married!! All I keep thinking about is everything that has to get done in that time period. In two weeks I move into our apartment. He will join me once we are married! The school year will be ending in a few weeks, and I have SO many deadlines for work! This Thursday I pick my dress up. Friday I have a field trip, then leave asap at 2, to get my hair done for my bridal portraits. Saturday morning we meet at the reception place for our final walk through. Then, next Monday I got called to Jury Duty. Like I have time for that crud!!!!...... But I must say I am enjoying myself!! Yesterday we went to Destin to shopping at Old Time Pottery. There we bought things to decorate our tables at the reception. But, then we went shopping for ourselves. It was a very bad idea!! :) We bought each other wedding gifts!!! I found the matching Roxy suitcase that went with my bag, and he found an awesome traveling bag. Since I knew that he doesn't have any luggage, I said "Why don't we just buy each other a piece. We will need it for Disney World." So we did!!! And I love it!!!!! I have two cute matching ROXY luggage pieces!! ........ Before I know it, I will be Mrs. McCurdy!!! I can't wait!!!!!! I must just survive and enjoy the next few weeks!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S_CfHLl2vWI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5szQ9Mv6nOU/s1600/DSCN1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S_CfHLl2vWI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5szQ9Mv6nOU/s400/DSCN1509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472048492974620002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan's new bag! It comes apart and is actually two bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S_CfGeMOOyI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/bWnPlLrKStE/s1600/DSCN1510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S_CfGeMOOyI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/bWnPlLrKStE/s400/DSCN1510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472048480787512098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My matching pieces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S_CfF1BlnEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/be1LkQXcjU8/s1600/DSCN1512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S_CfF1BlnEI/AAAAAAAAAZI/be1LkQXcjU8/s400/DSCN1512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472048469737053250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-936660526593582291?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/936660526593582291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=936660526593582291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/936660526593582291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/936660526593582291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/05/tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S_CfHLl2vWI/AAAAAAAAAZY/5szQ9Mv6nOU/s72-c/DSCN1509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4165772425506360164</id><published>2010-05-03T16:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:49:12.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories to last a lifetime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99f_b7EIaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fdlThwT1OO8/s1600/DSCN1413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99f_b7EIaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fdlThwT1OO8/s400/DSCN1413.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467194016082960802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is our "Kiss the Man" game! It was fun, plus PG rated, my type of game!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99f-w1mRzI/AAAAAAAAAY4/HSwACxltao8/s1600/DSCN1441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99f-w1mRzI/AAAAAAAAAY4/HSwACxltao8/s400/DSCN1441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467194004517308210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99e2Wgv6VI/AAAAAAAAAYw/N4EUa2Y3tIU/s1600/DSCN1409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99e2Wgv6VI/AAAAAAAAAYw/N4EUa2Y3tIU/s400/DSCN1409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467192760499956050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99e1yooXDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/kJBV9cPcNts/s1600/DSCN1406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99e1yooXDI/AAAAAAAAAYo/kJBV9cPcNts/s400/DSCN1406.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467192750869339186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This past weekend was my wedding bash weekend in Panama City. I was so blessed to have my sisters, friend, and cousin come down from Indiana, plus my pensacola gals!! Friday night we ate at Pineapple Willy's.  After dinner, we had my shower.  They had me blushing before I even opened any gifts. But I got some really cute things!!! Saturday we headed to the Waffle House for breakfast. Then back to the condo for pool time. I was so glad to see the sun for just a few hours!! Then for dinner, we headed to the Boatyard. After that, we went go carting and to a haunted house!! Only bad thing was that Jenny, my Indiana friend, injured her foot in the haunted house. Turns out she fractured her 4th toe bone!! :( I felt really bad!!! But over all we had a wonderful time!!! ...... Oh yeah, can't forget it was biker weekend in Panama City. Meaning there were 100000 of bikes!! The comments I heard from bikers were pretty funny! ....... I will always remember this weekend!!!! There were many memories made to last a lifetime!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4165772425506360164?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4165772425506360164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4165772425506360164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4165772425506360164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4165772425506360164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/05/memories-to-last-lifetime.html' title='Memories to last a lifetime'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99f_b7EIaI/AAAAAAAAAZA/fdlThwT1OO8/s72-c/DSCN1413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7994885400623424814</id><published>2010-05-03T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:29:12.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Shower at Work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; There just happens to be 3 of us teachers getting married this summer, so they threw a shower for all three of us. Here are a few pictures from the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99b3mtNP5I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ipjAJYdr-W0/s1600/DSCN1383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99b3mtNP5I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ipjAJYdr-W0/s400/DSCN1383.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467189483492163474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99b3AnDgcI/AAAAAAAAAYY/SMZC6aJIwxc/s1600/DSCN1370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99b3AnDgcI/AAAAAAAAAYY/SMZC6aJIwxc/s400/DSCN1370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467189473265811906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99b2bn_SsI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dCJqOXJ5X4E/s1600/DSCN1369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99b2bn_SsI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/dCJqOXJ5X4E/s400/DSCN1369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467189463337618114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7994885400623424814?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7994885400623424814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7994885400623424814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7994885400623424814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7994885400623424814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/05/wedding-shower-at-work.html' title='Wedding Shower at Work'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S99b3mtNP5I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ipjAJYdr-W0/s72-c/DSCN1383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8709889822053382110</id><published>2010-04-26T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:49:41.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I thought I was actually going to post something tonight but I'm looking at the clock. It says 8:48. I am thinking that instead of writing, I'm going to bed early!!! YES, that sounds great!!! Maybe I'll post my thoughts later!!! Good night everyone!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8709889822053382110?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8709889822053382110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8709889822053382110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8709889822053382110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8709889822053382110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/04/tired.html' title='Tired!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5878210752661851282</id><published>2010-04-10T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:54:03.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8ErjGh0MSI/AAAAAAAAAYI/hyHTP6J6w7Y/s1600/DSCN1367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8ErjGh0MSI/AAAAAAAAAYI/hyHTP6J6w7Y/s400/DSCN1367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458692105397612834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Easter Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8Erim63m4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/b6oF79SrRfo/s1600/DSCN1365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8Erim63m4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/b6oF79SrRfo/s400/DSCN1365.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458692096912759682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Good Friday! Spending a day fishing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-5878210752661851282?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5878210752661851282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5878210752661851282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5878210752661851282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5878210752661851282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8ErjGh0MSI/AAAAAAAAAYI/hyHTP6J6w7Y/s72-c/DSCN1367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-175975364112824666</id><published>2010-04-10T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T18:48:10.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8EqMFlaGtI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BYI9yioBxaY/s1600/DSCN1363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8EqMFlaGtI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BYI9yioBxaY/s400/DSCN1363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458690610495625938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and  my hot camo outfit!!! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I love trying new things.  So, when Bryan told me that I could come with him Turkey Hunting, I was excited!!!  Last Friday we got up at 4:30, YUCK!! I climbed into all my camo clothes and we headed towards the woods. Once we got there, Bryan pulled into a spot and said okay, now we wait. WAIT, wait for what?! We were waiting for the sun to rise. Kinda silly to me, to go so early and just wait, but whatever.  As the sun started to rise, it was amazing to hear all the creatures awake in those woods. I got to hear owls hooting back and forth to each other. But unfortunately, no turkeys were gobbling. So we drove to other locations, but still nothing. Well, I decided to give it another try! I really wanted to hear the turkeys, since Bryan and his dad talk about it. Saturday morning, nothing!!! I have come to think I am bad luck. Today Bryan and his dad went and they called a turkey right up to them. They said he gobbled like 100 times!!! I guess I am just not meant to be a hunter! My bed is much better than those woods at 4:30!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-175975364112824666?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/175975364112824666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=175975364112824666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/175975364112824666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/175975364112824666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-things.html' title='New Things'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S8EqMFlaGtI/AAAAAAAAAX4/BYI9yioBxaY/s72-c/DSCN1363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8092836401728363328</id><published>2010-03-28T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:35:50.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Today my sisters and mother gave me my first wedding shower! It was a great time! We had about 30 people, yummy cake and lots of presents!!! Here are some pics from the day!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These are our towels that we registered for, but a friend of mine added the initials herself. She sure is talented!! And I LOVE them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ae5KuahtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2vQ-gPk8fls/s1600/DSCN1362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ae5KuahtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2vQ-gPk8fls/s400/DSCN1362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453893116226078418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ae4uRAEqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/VsQgEahbvYI/s1600/DSCN1361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ae4uRAEqI/AAAAAAAAAXo/VsQgEahbvYI/s400/DSCN1361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453893108586517154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ae4LblixI/AAAAAAAAAXg/nEUlw-DgQG4/s1600/DSCN1360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ae4LblixI/AAAAAAAAAXg/nEUlw-DgQG4/s400/DSCN1360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453893099235674898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Table Decorations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7AeR0RAfdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/1OpJHf4wUII/s1600/DSCN0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7AeR0RAfdI/AAAAAAAAAXY/1OpJHf4wUII/s400/DSCN0704.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453892440182259154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my bow's for the rehersal dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7AeRT0Uz5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Q6Gt4XhJAnI/s1600/DSCN0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7AeRT0Uz5I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/Q6Gt4XhJAnI/s400/DSCN0764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453892431472021394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and my gifts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ad-eZNJ1I/AAAAAAAAAXI/XTXiGs2unps/s1600/DSCN0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ad-eZNJ1I/AAAAAAAAAXI/XTXiGs2unps/s400/DSCN0727.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453892107893548882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at my amazing cake!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ad92YrxnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/emaNd0nNhro/s1600/DSCN0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ad92YrxnI/AAAAAAAAAXA/emaNd0nNhro/s400/DSCN0711.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453892097153943154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ac7E4o_cI/AAAAAAAAAWw/W3VTOIybfmA/s1600/DSCN0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ac7E4o_cI/AAAAAAAAAWw/W3VTOIybfmA/s1600/DSCN0698.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ac7E4o_cI/AAAAAAAAAWw/W3VTOIybfmA/s400/DSCN0698.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453890949994839490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8600371573560003324-8092836401728363328?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8092836401728363328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8092836401728363328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8092836401728363328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8092836401728363328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/03/wedding-shower.html' title='Wedding Shower'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7Ae5KuahtI/AAAAAAAAAXw/2vQ-gPk8fls/s72-c/DSCN1362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8568415174436522675</id><published>2010-03-28T19:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T20:05:35.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 51, 153); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;“Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.” - Dr. Seuss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#003399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#003399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;It was that time again at school, to celebrate Dr. Seuss. We dedicate a whole week for this man. During this week we wear crazy socks, have wacky tackey clothes day and much more! But the fun part, is decorating our door. The students made the sea creatures, and wrote rhyming sentences. I thought it was adorable! It didn't win first place, but I thought it was pretty dang cute!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#003399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt; Here are some fun Dr. Seuss Facts. Enjoy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#003399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#003399;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Full name - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: medium; "&gt;Theodor Seuss Geisel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Getting his first book published, took 27 times. They kept rejecting him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Comic Sans MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; "&gt;His books had been translated into more than 15 languages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7AVcNP9JOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PAV6MPg_Hbo/s1600/DSCN1358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7AVcNP9JOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PAV6MPg_Hbo/s400/DSCN1358.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453882723082773730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8568415174436522675?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8568415174436522675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8568415174436522675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8568415174436522675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8568415174436522675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-dr-seuss.html' title='Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S7AVcNP9JOI/AAAAAAAAAWo/PAV6MPg_Hbo/s72-c/DSCN1358.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3860540224894154997</id><published>2010-03-08T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T18:19:51.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much going on....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  These days, there really hasn't been much to blog about. I know that's bound to change soon! I am very excited about this Saturday! This Saturday we're taking engagement pics.  We have been trying to find the right outfits and I think we've got it!! It took about a week but we are good to go...... In three weeks I have spring break and will be heading back to Indiana for a nice visit with the family! I am very excited about this trip because my family will be throwing me my first wedding shower!! We have registered at three places, so hopefully I get some good stuff!!...... I have also been in a weight loss competition at my workplace. I'm not trying to win, but just lose weight. I have lost a total of 6 pounds!!!!! I am very thrilled about this!!! Now if I could just get exercising, I'm sure I could lose more!!!..... As life gets busier, I'm sure I will have more to blog about!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3860540224894154997?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3860540224894154997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3860540224894154997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3860540224894154997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3860540224894154997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-much-going-on.html' title='Not much going on....'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7197868536302734076</id><published>2010-02-25T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:58:44.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I said YES!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4c4hJWBBNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/UDJTvLa75u0/s1600-h/DSCN1336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4c4hJWBBNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/UDJTvLa75u0/s400/DSCN1336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442380816795632850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the way it looked!! The ring was a little father in, hiding a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4c4gQbkdvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/c9ofAjtc9ag/s1600-h/DSCN1335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4c4gQbkdvI/AAAAAAAAAWY/c9ofAjtc9ag/s400/DSCN1335.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442380801518106354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;       Our engagement story........Once upon a time there was a friend who set up two people! Those two people fell head over heals in love. He taught her what unconditional love was and supported her 100%. She wanted to marry quickly, but he reassured her that dating a year wasn't a very long time. Well, time flew by, a year passed and they decided to start planning a wedding. She told him that she wanted to be surprised when he proposed. He stressed about this b/c he just wanted to hand it to her. Surprises weren't his thing. But of course he gave her what she wanted. He called to make sure he had her dad's permission. He had many great ideas but only one could be done. It happen to be that she had a bad cold, so he bought her peach roses, with a red one in the middle. He told her that he bought her roses b/c she had been sick. When she went to smell the roses, she saw the ring in the middle rose!! Then he took her hand, knelt down and ask her to be his wife. No tears were shed, but there was shock. Her hand covered her face and she tried to get the words yes out of her mouth!!! Hugs and kisses were given!! She was so shocked! She never thought it would be a weekday but it was perfect! She would never change a thing...............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7197868536302734076?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7197868536302734076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7197868536302734076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7197868536302734076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7197868536302734076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-said-yes.html' title='I said YES!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4c4hJWBBNI/AAAAAAAAAWg/UDJTvLa75u0/s72-c/DSCN1336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4496583559527195659</id><published>2010-02-21T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T17:56:00.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reception Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Saturday was a very exciting day! We finally got to meet with Joey Turner at the Country Club and find out all the details and such for our reception! Here are some pics I took.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hicq5AC5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7CGX-zob7s8/s1600-h/DSCN1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hicq5AC5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7CGX-zob7s8/s400/DSCN1321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440878807017851794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture from one of the side rooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh1vjgpTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/FoLYBkpI3QU/s1600-h/DSCN1320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh1vjgpTI/AAAAAAAAAWI/FoLYBkpI3QU/s400/DSCN1320.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440878138254992690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture taken from one side room to the other side room.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh1CBZraI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6Odef2sVZvU/s1600-h/DSCN1319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh1CBZraI/AAAAAAAAAWA/6Odef2sVZvU/s400/DSCN1319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440878126032334242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Main room, with the two side rooms across&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh01o9KSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7qQE5COhe-Q/s1600-h/DSCN1318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh01o9KSI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7qQE5COhe-Q/s400/DSCN1318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440878122708576546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh0cVlNRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hxhbCzi0Et0/s1600-h/DSCN1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hh0cVlNRI/AAAAAAAAAVw/hxhbCzi0Et0/s400/DSCN1317.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440878115916428562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of the main room from the entrance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, we will have it rearrange the way we want it, plus decorations and all! I think it will be beautiful!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also registered at Target last night. I never knew it would take so long. Boy was I tired and glad to be done. I am proud to say there were no arguements! It was fun! We still have more places and things to register but we have some time! ...... I do love all this wedding stuff but sometimes I think, "I just can't wait to be married!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4496583559527195659?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4496583559527195659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4496583559527195659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4496583559527195659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4496583559527195659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/02/reception-pics.html' title='Reception Pics'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S4Hicq5AC5I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/7CGX-zob7s8/s72-c/DSCN1321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8706416891812106594</id><published>2010-02-17T14:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T14:57:14.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have taken quite a few pics lately, but just haven't blogged. Guess you could say, life's been busy! So forget about the words I haven't written and enjoy the pics! ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S3xzh1IiS6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/39RUE0d938g/s1600-h/DSCN1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S3xzh1IiS6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/39RUE0d938g/s400/DSCN1256.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439349474992475042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Celebrating our 1 year in Destin.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S3xzhtSUUqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/thFc_lnGnGo/s1600-h/DSCN1316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S3xzhtSUUqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/thFc_lnGnGo/s400/DSCN1316.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439349472886018722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Valentine Dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S3xzhGA4DTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/T_2Drz7TBdY/s1600-h/DSCN1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S3xzhGA4DTI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/T_2Drz7TBdY/s400/DSCN1314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439349462343879986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Valentine Flowers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures to come......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/8600371573560003324-8706416891812106594?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8706416891812106594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8706416891812106594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8706416891812106594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8706416891812106594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/02/random-pics.html' title='Random Pics'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S3xzh1IiS6I/AAAAAAAAAVg/39RUE0d938g/s72-c/DSCN1256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-134903754327371678</id><published>2010-02-07T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T10:46:40.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmares!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      Every since we started wedding planning, I have had three wedding disaster nightmares. I have no way of shutting off my mind when I sleep. Oh, how I wish I could.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, just to make you  laugh, here's what went wrong in last nights dream:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. My dress was too big&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. All my curls fell out and my hair looked like crap&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Bridesmaid's dress were UGLY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. The girl singing, forgot to give the track to the people in the back sound booth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. We could not find m mother anywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm sure the list goes on.........   Only 125 days till the nightmares end! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-134903754327371678?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/134903754327371678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=134903754327371678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/134903754327371678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/134903754327371678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/02/nightmares.html' title='Nightmares!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4717760785502380741</id><published>2010-01-31T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:08:42.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl Commercials</title><content type='html'>What happen to the days when promoting families on tv was okay? Somewhere during the time I was growing up, I guess the idea of "familes" went out the window.  Tim Tebo and his mother, and focus on the family are being attack for a superbowl commercial!! WHY?? B/c the idea of family and saving lives step on peoples toes! Now, it's pefectly fine to have commercials about beer, and sex but take a 30 sec commercial promoting family and life and everyone goes crazy. When did that become such a BAD thing. My heart is broken over the things that please this world. Things that are true and virtous and wholesome have become evil to the world. The world just wants to feel good all the time. Don't you dare put something on tv that would for a sec make me feel uncomfortable. I am proud that focus on the family is taking a stand!! It's time we christians take our stand as well!!!!!!!! Draw that line in the sand and step over it and sit down!.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4717760785502380741?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4717760785502380741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4717760785502380741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4717760785502380741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4717760785502380741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/01/super-bowl-commercials.html' title='Super Bowl Commercials'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3511764392518738180</id><published>2010-01-31T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:57:58.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering...</title><content type='html'>Right now in your life are you suffering? I know so many different situations where suffering is taking place this very instance. Families being torn apart, the pain of losing someone, addictions, and or just the feeling of being lost. There's so many things out in this world that cause us to suffer. And of course, no one likes to suffer. And in those tough times, we mostly ask the question, "why?"&lt;br /&gt;       Today in church, pastor preached on " The Call of Suffering." I just wanted to share a few things I took from the sermon. I comes from the text 1Peter 15. 12-19. It starts off by telling us christians, don't think it's strange that your suffering, but rejoice. You're thinking yeah right, rejoice, how can I do that during a time like this.  But we must remember that  God allowed this to happen. He's using this suffering to cleanse and refine us. And when you are out, you will look back and say WOW, God I've never felt you like that. THANK YOU!!  And when you rejoice like scripture says, that doesn't mean the pain just goes away. That rejoicing is rejoicing for the fact that God is on your side. By rejoicing with God, that show's him how much faith you have. And that pleases God!!!!&lt;br /&gt;       Now, I know this is so much easier to say when you're not going through this. I right now am not suffering. However, I know a day will come when suffering and trials come into my life. When that time comes, I want to get it right. It will be painful and tears will be shed but at that time I cry out, God will be there holding my hand. And my pray is that during that time, He is glorified!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3511764392518738180?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3511764392518738180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3511764392518738180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3511764392518738180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3511764392518738180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/01/suffering.html' title='Suffering...'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-2222652733111013914</id><published>2010-01-25T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T18:29:41.291-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Say Yes to the Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S15TaJip09I/AAAAAAAAAVI/s_tvbwGGgNs/s1600-h/DSCN1275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S15TaJip09I/AAAAAAAAAVI/s_tvbwGGgNs/s400/DSCN1275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430869909358367698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S15TZiugdJI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xsw56yiSKT8/s1600-h/DSCN1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S15TZiugdJI/AAAAAAAAAVA/xsw56yiSKT8/s400/DSCN1288.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430869898939102354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S15TZA-4svI/AAAAAAAAAU4/smNpUhXcFJ4/s1600-h/DSCN1291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S15TZA-4svI/AAAAAAAAAU4/smNpUhXcFJ4/s400/DSCN1291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430869889880994546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  As some of you know, I am quietly planning a wedding for June 12. We are not 'officially" engaged. We are doing things a little backwards but it doesn't bother me. Once the ring is one the finger, then everyone will know about the wedding. Last Monday I found the dress! I absolutely love it!!! I had fun trying on all sorts of dresses. They were all cute but just not what I had in mind for my wedding. I thought I would show you the "no" dresses. Please keep in mind they were not in my size!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-2222652733111013914?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/2222652733111013914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=2222652733111013914' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2222652733111013914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2222652733111013914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-say-yes-to-dress.html' title='Just Say Yes to the Dress'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/S15TaJip09I/AAAAAAAAAVI/s_tvbwGGgNs/s72-c/DSCN1275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5574115334168843920</id><published>2010-01-10T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:26:45.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Hair........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Okay, if you have ever had something wrong with you and had a hard time diagnosing it, or it took forever to heal, you will relate to this blog! Ever since this summer when I found out that my thyroid was messed up and I had to start medication, my hair has been falling out. Now when I say falling out, I don' t mean little bits, I mean lots bits! Every time I brush my hair, or shower or just move, there it goes, and in handfuls. So awhile back I went to my doctors and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;uped&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;, since they were messed up. Well, the hair still continues to fall. I have another appointment next week, but this time I have done my research. I found this website to answer all my questions. http://www.thyroid-info.com/articles/hairloss.htm ..... I was so glad to find out that I'm not alone in this battle.  Constantly losing hair is scary! When you can tell your hair is much thinner and you are constantly looking for bald spots, that's when I say enough!!!! I  ordered some vitamin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;supplements&lt;/span&gt;  that are suppose to help. But when I go back to the doctor, I am taking the info I have learned and asking for help!! I want my healthy, thick hair back!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-5574115334168843920?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5574115334168843920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5574115334168843920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5574115334168843920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5574115334168843920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2010/01/losing-hair.html' title='Losing Hair........'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7657249790161616604</id><published>2010-01-03T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T18:12:52.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to 09, Hello 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   WOW! Really?! It's already 2010? That's kinda scary. That means I have been out of high school for 10 years! Wowzaa! I'm getting old. HAHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   2009 was a great year for me! I really have nothing to complain about. God was so good to me! Most importantly, He put Bryan into my life at the beginning of the year and off we went as a couple. I was so exciting to see what 2009 would be like, since there would be a lot of first. Like, meeting his girls, meeting his family, celebrating valentines with a boyfriend, taking trips, meeting my family, celebrating Christmas, and all the other fun stuff that comes along. In 2009 I got to see what true, unconditional love looks like from a humans point of view. It still amazes me to this day! There are times when I'm in a poopy mood, or just feeling my ugliest and yet Bryan tells me, "It doesn't matter, I still love you." I can't even find a word to use to describe that feeling, knowing that I am loves regardless! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   But along with all that goodness, I can find a few, actually two things I would change. Or maybe not change but just work harder on. I don't want to sound ungrateful for 2009, because I am not, that I promise!!! But as romance swept me off my feet in 2009, two other things took a back seat in my life. I hesitate talking about them b/c they are personal, but this is my blog, and this is where I come to write. So I'm not making New Years Resolutions, because those are silly and we all know everyone pretty much breaks them. But I am going to try to make a few changes in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Change one - I remember last Christmas getting a book about personal fitness, and being so exciting about the change coming to my life, refering to weigh loss. My first week I lost 5 pounds and I was dedicate. That was until I met Bryan. Then I just said what the heck. He loves me just the way I am! But now a year later, I am so much heavier that I have ever been and it's not just 5 extra pounds, it's many. This weight battle isn't new, I have struggled with it since I can remember. I have never been the "skinny girl" nor did I ever truly believe I could be her. But then I watched the Biggest Loser and saw all these huge people become tiny and something clicked. I want it so bad but clearly not bad enough since I choose to sit on the couch and eat my ice cream. I don't understand why I lack the drive. I don't understand why it's hard. I just want to feel good about myself. I want to have energy to run around and not just sleep all the time. So, as hard as I am thinking it's going to be, I'm going to try and get my healthy, energized body back. I want to feel good about myself, and I deserve to!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Change two -  This one is tough for me, just so you know!  ~~~  Before Bryan came along, I didn't have a boyfriend but I did have someone important in my life. It was me and God. He was my partner, my buddy, my spiritual father. I relied on Him for everything and He took care of things.  He always provided for me and loved me unconditionally. I remember waking up one night just heart broken about something, so I got up b/c I remember a dear friend telling me "When you wake up in the middle of the night and can't sleep, maybe God wants to tell you something." So, I got up and opened this book I had and  there was this verse from the bible about peace. God knew my heart was breaking and He gave me exactly what I needed. That's the kind of love He has for me. Well, since God put Bryan into my life, unfortunately God has taken the back seat. Bryan loves providing for me, so I have kind of just placed my hand in his, instead of keeping Gods. Now, I know that God doesn't love me any less and He hasn't left me. But when you aren't talking with God as much, and aren't reading His word, things change. I have noticed my attitude at times being pretty stinky, I have noticed myself being selfish, and other stuff. A few weeks ago pastor preached from Romans 12: 9-13 Here are the verses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28241" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt;Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28242" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt;Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28243" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt;Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-28244" style="font-size: 0.65em; line-height: normal; font-weight: bold; vertical-align: text-top; "&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt;Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; They really just struck me! This is what my life should look like! So in this year of 2010, I am going to allow God to be back in the drivers seat. I want Him leading my life and when that happens, these verses will come alive in my life! So as sad as I am about my our time apart, I am more excited about coming back together! And I am grateful for God's grace, that no matter what, I am loved!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "&gt; So, as I look on 2010, I am pretty exciting. I think God's going to teach me new things and stretch me farther than I have ever gone! 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    It was brought to my attention that I just might be a "Check The List Kind of Gal". Now you might be asking what exactly does that mean. This kind of gal or person is someone who has a list of things in life and their goal is to check one off  at a time and go to the next, check and keep going. For example....... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;college,check, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;job, check, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;marriage, check, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;babies, check, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;better house, check&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; better job - check, and so on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I thought about it more, it really started to bother me. These type of people just want more and more. Nothing truly satisfies these people because they constantly want more. Once a box is checked, it's on to the next thing. Now don't get me wrong, it's not wrong to have goals. But I just don't want to be someone who tries to plan out their whole future. I want to be trusting God in the here and now and allow Him to work right where I am at. Whatever box HE lets you check off, thank Him for that and be grateful.  But don't live life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unsatisfied&lt;/span&gt; because you can't reach one. Maybe God doesn't want that for you right now! I am going to try and throw my list away and allow God to direct my life!!! I have a feeling His boxes are much better!:)&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/8600371573560003324-1025353233586781740?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1025353233586781740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1025353233586781740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1025353233586781740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1025353233586781740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/12/check-in-box-gal.html' title='Check In The Box Gal'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3843958285830755664</id><published>2009-12-14T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T18:12:47.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where has the time gone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SybwcVkoo7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/fbbufUlKN14/s1600-h/DSCN1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SybwcVkoo7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/fbbufUlKN14/s400/DSCN1045.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415279971577406386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Bryan and I at the Chris Daughtry concert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I can't believe that Christmas is almost here. Where has time seriously gone? Every year time flies by faster and faster. It honestly freaks me out!........... I  am aware I haven't blogged forever. I haven't really felt like writing lately. I read so many other blogs and am blown away at how many great writers there are. Then I read mine and just laugh. I am by no means a writer!!!!! But I am going to try to write more in 2010, so that means I have a few more months to be blog lazy and then it's over. Laziness that is! I do think much more will be going on in 2010, that will be very exciting for me.  I can't wait to share t2010 with my readers, that is if I have any!  So lookout b/c I am going to become a serious blogger in 2010. Or so I hope! HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3843958285830755664?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3843958285830755664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3843958285830755664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3843958285830755664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3843958285830755664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/12/where-has-time-gone.html' title='Where has the time gone?'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SybwcVkoo7I/AAAAAAAAAUw/fbbufUlKN14/s72-c/DSCN1045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1974253194058520319</id><published>2009-11-18T14:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T15:15:26.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids say the cutest things...</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, I gave a writing test at school. The kids were to write about their neighborhood, describing what their neighborhood was like. We have been working on giving details and describing things. Some of their writings were so cute, that I had to share parts of different writings. They definitely made me laugh!  &lt;div&gt;You will find they aren't perfect but cute! I typed it just like they wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.......&lt;i&gt; I get it all for only 10.00$ "SNAP"! This is a blast today.....When I get home from school I go to the park I run as fast as I can go then I go "PLOP"! in the sand as so hard I can take the sand out.............When I hit the golf ball it goes "ZOOM"!........ When I climb the trees you can hear the nooses the branches make rick-crack. The exsitment that roshes threw my hart. I love it! When my hart thoping cause it tickles me,.......... &lt;/i&gt;This girl is talking about KFC.&lt;i&gt; The chicken is short as a baby dogs tale. KFC is one of the chicken of my life!............I usually get a straberry milk shake. The milk shake is vacant in a secont I go SLURP!...... I like going outside out side and smeeling the fresh sweet smeel outside,&lt;/i&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/8600371573560003324-1974253194058520319?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1974253194058520319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1974253194058520319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1974253194058520319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1974253194058520319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/11/kids-say-cutest-things.html' title='Kids say the cutest things...'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-894459026327688926</id><published>2009-11-10T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:23:21.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not much to say these days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; Well I haven't really had much to blog about lately! Life is good! I got a nice surprise on Sunday that I would not be having school on Monday or Tuesday due to Ida, plus Wednesday is Veterans Day. So I have been enjoying these days off. It's been WONDERFUL!!! I have got lots gone plus much needed extra sleep!! It really would have been nice if Bryan could have been off to but I can't have everything. ........ I can't believe it's almost time for Thanksgiving and then Christmas. Where has the time gone. Then it will be January, and that's our 1 year anniversary!! And I know 2010 will be an amazing year!!!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8600371573560003324-894459026327688926?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/894459026327688926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=894459026327688926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/894459026327688926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/894459026327688926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-much-to-say-these-days.html' title='Not much to say these days'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3776065036460107411</id><published>2009-10-18T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T15:41:12.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooler Weather!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/StuXUoVQ7QI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cJccKBeotNY/s1600-h/DSCN0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/StuXUoVQ7QI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cJccKBeotNY/s400/DSCN0932.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394071359386086658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Bryan roasting a marshmellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/StuXTwThCzI/AAAAAAAAAUg/6mQEJqDlOZg/s1600-h/DSCN0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/StuXTwThCzI/AAAAAAAAAUg/6mQEJqDlOZg/s400/DSCN0927.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394071344346368818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/StuXTsT4WjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IIKu6_opwrE/s1600-h/DSCN0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/StuXTsT4WjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IIKu6_opwrE/s400/DSCN0925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394071343274154546" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;                           Bryan was trying to start the fire and I was saying, "Say Cheese!" HEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Can I just say that I LOVE cooler weather!! For some reason, cooler weather just puts me in a wonderful mood! I tried to spend as much time as I could outside on Saturday! I was excited, b/c I helped Bryan and his father plant a food plot for the deer. It was something I had never done before. I love learning new things!! Then that evening we had a weenie roast! Once all the hot dogs were roasted, we took them inside and ate them with the chilli that Bryan made. To be honest, I had never ever eaten Chilli before. I just told myself that I hated it but Bryan made a pot with no beans just for me, so I had to try it. It was really yummy though!!! So overall, it was a great restful weekend!&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/8600371573560003324-3776065036460107411?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3776065036460107411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3776065036460107411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3776065036460107411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3776065036460107411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/10/cooler-weather.html' title='Cooler Weather!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/StuXUoVQ7QI/AAAAAAAAAUo/cJccKBeotNY/s72-c/DSCN0932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-6834437548986917265</id><published>2009-10-10T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T20:53:27.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bryan and his brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-10388f4b73e1f660" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D10388f4b73e1f660%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330298041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B121DB3CB676A62DF8CEFA6CA3A3FDC78212714.858CFBA7565F7EFA4ED42B519708AB42A2239191%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D10388f4b73e1f660%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXXYGSfnpFXAFQUGe61GTNxU5hdg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D10388f4b73e1f660%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330298041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1B121DB3CB676A62DF8CEFA6CA3A3FDC78212714.858CFBA7565F7EFA4ED42B519708AB42A2239191%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D10388f4b73e1f660%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DXXYGSfnpFXAFQUGe61GTNxU5hdg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan and his brother would not be very happy that I posted this but I just love sharing their talent. Awhile back, we sat around and they just played for an hour. It was nice to just hear them play and I wanted to share:) Check it out!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-6834437548986917265?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/6834437548986917265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=6834437548986917265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6834437548986917265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6834437548986917265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/10/bryan-and-his-brother.html' title='Bryan and his brother'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-6805952764349066852</id><published>2009-10-05T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:40:06.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more Video from the Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac698a4da368aa7c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac698a4da368aa7c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330298041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1BA85B30CEE3459DC36064431363A4163CE766D7.3CB4986D4DF8FC4E192127AE1F01BD94AB1E0993%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac698a4da368aa7c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DguJYi5DiwEInxoxUkuxUmlDK69U&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is their new single "Lay Em Down"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Videos were short b/c my battery was dying!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-6805952764349066852?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/6805952764349066852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=6805952764349066852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6805952764349066852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6805952764349066852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-more-video-from-concert.html' title='One more Video from the Concert'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-834335380758892148</id><published>2009-10-05T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:04:37.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video from the Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f9e3a9dbb3ea016a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df9e3a9dbb3ea016a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330298041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E81E5D0DC61F7C17B7B919E9D99A2E9B115BA9.4F3DA795F4A92C47AA45FC30695886E703D14CF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df9e3a9dbb3ea016a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl9ZqTMwrcU_FXc0tcFMfqFGnC0o&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df9e3a9dbb3ea016a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330298041%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E81E5D0DC61F7C17B7B919E9D99A2E9B115BA9.4F3DA795F4A92C47AA45FC30695886E703D14CF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df9e3a9dbb3ea016a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dl9ZqTMwrcU_FXc0tcFMfqFGnC0o&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Washed by the Water, one of their more popular songs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-834335380758892148?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/834335380758892148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=834335380758892148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/834335380758892148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/834335380758892148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-from-concert.html' title='Video from the Concert'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1613550191157429861</id><published>2009-10-05T16:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T17:11:57.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getaway Weekend!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqJGuE1y3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dgS6wlwjwpc/s1600-h/DSCN0916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqJGuE1y3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dgS6wlwjwpc/s400/DSCN0916.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389270652642773874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Need to Breathe, Lead Singer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqJFyEKI7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/M9V9mu8wJdU/s1600-h/DSCN0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqJFyEKI7I/AAAAAAAAAUI/M9V9mu8wJdU/s400/DSCN0908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389270636533785522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Opening Act - Matt Mayfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqIVyUbQFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/phS6lSu4NMo/s1600-h/DSCN0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqIVyUbQFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/phS6lSu4NMo/s400/DSCN0897.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389269811968294994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Jason and Dana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqIVI8Uw_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/mPIGiBRYlQ4/s1600-h/DSCN0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqIVI8Uw_I/AAAAAAAAAT4/mPIGiBRYlQ4/s400/DSCN0909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389269800861352946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Me and Bryan at the concert&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Getting away for the weekend is always nice! We headed out Friday after work and arrived in Birmingham around 9. Saturday we went shopping, then headed to Buffalo Wild Wings, to meet up with some of their friends and watch some football.  Sunday was a rainy, old cloudy day. We headed to church, ate some yummy mexican and headed back home. We put on a movie, covered up, since it was chilly, and fell asleep. Later that evening we headed to downtown birmingham to see the music group NeedToBreathe. It was a small venue but great sound. I really enjoyed seeing them. There sound was great!!! I can tell I'm getting older b/c it was tough waiting for them to come out. There were 2 other acts before them. We left the venue around 11:45. Boy, was I ready to sleep. So, we slept in today and then took our time coming home. Why is it always tough coming home? I'm just grateful for being able to get away!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-1613550191157429861?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1613550191157429861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1613550191157429861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1613550191157429861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1613550191157429861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/10/getaway-weekend.html' title='Getaway Weekend!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsqJGuE1y3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dgS6wlwjwpc/s72-c/DSCN0916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-9113513928954217784</id><published>2009-10-01T18:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T18:17:03.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsVTyP4cxDI/AAAAAAAAATw/9yWllDKKSbY/s1600-h/DSCN0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsVTyP4cxDI/AAAAAAAAATw/9yWllDKKSbY/s400/DSCN0873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387804651940529202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsVTxnd27XI/AAAAAAAAATo/KQ5tUrUhzT8/s1600-h/DSCN0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsVTxnd27XI/AAAAAAAAATo/KQ5tUrUhzT8/s400/DSCN0886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387804641091579250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It's been forever since I have blogged! There's just not enough time in the day! In the past week, we celebrated Bryan's birthday. I had some close friends over for dinner and Brieanna made the lovely cake. This weekend we are headed to Birmingham to visit Bryan's brother and to see NeedToBreath in concert. I am very excited about this!!! I will post pictures from our trip!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-9113513928954217784?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/9113513928954217784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=9113513928954217784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/9113513928954217784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/9113513928954217784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-time.html' title='Long Time.......'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SsVTyP4cxDI/AAAAAAAAATw/9yWllDKKSbY/s72-c/DSCN0873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-6365919225386638213</id><published>2009-09-09T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T18:42:42.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from the weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhZbbil9VI/AAAAAAAAATg/UbJnE82mhqE/s1600-h/DSCN0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhZbbil9VI/AAAAAAAAATg/UbJnE82mhqE/s400/DSCN0831.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379648082678248786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Madilyn LOVES acting silly!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhY0U_5H7I/AAAAAAAAATY/u9u4lOtLGKU/s1600-h/DSCN0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhY0U_5H7I/AAAAAAAAATY/u9u4lOtLGKU/s400/DSCN0826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379647410907193266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan and the girlies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhYz5g98fI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5CQxFBZs1WI/s1600-h/DSCN0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhYz5g98fI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5CQxFBZs1WI/s400/DSCN0824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379647403529728498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and the girlies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhYH5UpHCI/AAAAAAAAATI/hZJc6DMEvBU/s1600-h/DSCN0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhYH5UpHCI/AAAAAAAAATI/hZJc6DMEvBU/s400/DSCN0822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379646647563787298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look closely, the worm is trying to escape!!! How funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhYHLC_-cI/AAAAAAAAATA/JEyugyBn21k/s1600-h/DSCN0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhYHLC_-cI/AAAAAAAAATA/JEyugyBn21k/s400/DSCN0819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379646635141757378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never knew lilly pads bloom! It was so pretty!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-6365919225386638213?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/6365919225386638213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=6365919225386638213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6365919225386638213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6365919225386638213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/09/pictures-from-weekend.html' title='Pictures from the weekend!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SqhZbbil9VI/AAAAAAAAATg/UbJnE82mhqE/s72-c/DSCN0831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8766748397230179166</id><published>2009-09-07T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:11:31.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  I sure enjoyed my three day weekend in Jay. Getting away from the city and the hussle and bussle of a busy life, is just sooo needed. This weekend is what the doctor had ordered. We did some fishing, played video games, watched movies, baked cookies, played scrabble, played bingo, went to church and just hung out with great people! Some pictures were taken and will be posted soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Additional thought...... Bryan and his momma were talking about faith and what it means. I just sat to the side and listened. Bryan was constantly flipping to scripture and giving her other thoughts to think about. Right then I realized, I am blessed! I have always longed for a spiritual leader, and God granted me the desires of my heart! I have a father in Heaven who truly cares and longs for me! Oh, how I'm loved!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8766748397230179166?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8766748397230179166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8766748397230179166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8766748397230179166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8766748397230179166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-6181565614178901085</id><published>2009-08-24T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:00:33.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Yay, I survived my first day of school! There so much to worry about on the first day but my biggest worry is always getting my kido's home safely. At my school there are car riders, walkers, about 7 different daycares and then the busses. Today went smoothly and they all made it home safely! Thank you God!!  I have a very cute class! They sure like talking, but I can handle, no problem!!!! I have 15 students and have been told one girl is moving in 2 weeks. I am sad to be loosing a girl since 75 % of my class are boys! Pictures of my classroom will come soon! I just pray my classroom will stay sweet!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-6181565614178901085?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/6181565614178901085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=6181565614178901085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6181565614178901085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6181565614178901085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-survived.html' title='I survived!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-482181048617962861</id><published>2009-08-13T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T12:02:03.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come and Gone So Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;It's such a bitter-sweet time. Seems just like yesterday, school was ending and I was preparing for the summer. Now I am preparing to head back to school on Monday. I am so grateful to have my summers off! It's a great little, and I mean little, break to have before a new group of kids come for a new school year. This summer flew by, due to many things planned. Here are a list of things I did:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;House sat for 3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Attended Bryan's brothers wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Jenny from Indiana came down for a short weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Went to Indiana for the 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Celebrated father's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Visited Jason and Dana, Bryan's brother, on the way to Indiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Went to Orange beach with Bryan's family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Got the flu, that was a fun one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;My family came to Florida for vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Had lunch a few times with some friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Celebrated my 6 month anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Had dinner with the Murphy's, they were visiting from Indiana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Cooked a lot of lunches for Bryan. I will miss having lunch with him!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;I'm sure there were other things, but this is all I could recall as I thought about my summer. It was a great one!! And I have a great feeling about this coming school year. I know it will great!!!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Here are a few pics taken throughout the summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRh1dWxNvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yJC77IwiYpU/s1600-h/DSCN0745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRh1dWxNvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yJC77IwiYpU/s400/DSCN0745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369524226773563122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                       My cake that I surprised Bryan with for lunch on our 6th anniversary&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRh1PS1RkI/AAAAAAAAASw/hpesPrOgaV4/s1600-h/DSCN0748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRh1PS1RkI/AAAAAAAAASw/hpesPrOgaV4/s400/DSCN0748.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369524222998955586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                    Cameryn at Vacation Bible School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRh0YT1dFI/AAAAAAAAASo/NJ5hKKlyhH8/s1600-h/DSCN0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRh0YT1dFI/AAAAAAAAASo/NJ5hKKlyhH8/s400/DSCN0751.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369524208239211602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     Madilyn at Vacation Bible School&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRhzjhiiiI/AAAAAAAAASg/zdkr1mL4C0w/s1600-h/DSCN0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRhzjhiiiI/AAAAAAAAASg/zdkr1mL4C0w/s400/DSCN0754.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369524194069613090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                  Having dinner with Jenny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8600371573560003324-482181048617962861?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/482181048617962861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=482181048617962861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/482181048617962861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/482181048617962861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-and-gone-so-fast.html' title='Come and Gone So Fast'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoRh1dWxNvI/AAAAAAAAAS4/yJC77IwiYpU/s72-c/DSCN0745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5019983013483936716</id><published>2009-08-12T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T19:20:22.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoN3sIBS5TI/AAAAAAAAASY/qSQbtCsNkBk/s1600-h/DSCN0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoN3sIBS5TI/AAAAAAAAASY/qSQbtCsNkBk/s400/DSCN0760.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369266780706628914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                     The beautiful rainbow after the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoN3Th6E-II/AAAAAAAAASQ/gqM7AfZYvtI/s1600-h/DSCN0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoN3Th6E-II/AAAAAAAAASQ/gqM7AfZYvtI/s400/DSCN0761.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369266358158948482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                      Bryan beating the rug with a 2x4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoN3TOauFII/AAAAAAAAASI/PHioVs510WA/s1600-h/DSCN0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoN3TOauFII/AAAAAAAAASI/PHioVs510WA/s400/DSCN0762.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369266352927151234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              My beautiful new hooks for the backpacks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Well, that time has come yet again and school will be starting soon!  I must have lost my mind somewhere because this year I have decided to change my whole room around. It's taking forever because I'm changing all my learning centers as well. Pictures will come when my room is complete. Tonight Bryan helped me, and completed a few projects for me. I'm so excited b/c I now have hooks for the children to hang up their book bags. I was so tired of saying, "pick up your backpack." Now I won't have to say that or hop over bags!!!  He screwed all the hooks into  boards and then screwed the boards into the back of a bookcase I had. He also helped me clean my rugs. You should have seen all the sand that came out of that thing. It was enough to fill a sand box. When we went outside to clean the rug, I looked up to see a beautiful rainbow!! I had to snap a picture! So, my thanks goes out to Bryan for helping!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-5019983013483936716?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5019983013483936716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5019983013483936716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5019983013483936716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5019983013483936716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/thanks-you.html' title='Thanks You!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SoN3sIBS5TI/AAAAAAAAASY/qSQbtCsNkBk/s72-c/DSCN0760.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3465554044954928926</id><published>2009-08-09T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:06:08.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;      I really enjoy having a blog, b/c it's a place where I can write about whatever is on my mind. But sadly, at times I find myself questioning my topics and asking myself, "should I write about that."  But I need to just let everyone know one thing.  I have had a few post that just happen to be about politics b/c it was on my mind. But have you all know, I have NEVER claimed to know much about politics. Politics is way over my head! And I will NOT argue with anyone about political beliefs. I enjoy reading people's opinions, but I only seem to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;replies&lt;/span&gt; when it's about politics. There won't many more political post unless it's just weighing on me....... For those who actually read this, thanks!!! :) More exciting post to come soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3465554044954928926?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3465554044954928926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3465554044954928926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3465554044954928926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3465554044954928926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just so you know'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5707041638123615141</id><published>2009-08-06T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:44:43.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Double Dog Dare You!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  While I was checking my e-mails, I saw one that I had skipped. I gotten one from my mother and father, so I decided to check it out. It was a 6 min video, talking mostly about this nation, our "Land of the Free". I double dog dare every single one of you to watch it. Sadly, I believe there were some harsh truths in it. Now, I already know some of you will not agree with it and will be offended. And for others, you heart will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;, because of the truth. Either  way, I think people should see what this man has to say!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeYscnFpEyA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jeYscnFpEyA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8600371573560003324-5707041638123615141?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5707041638123615141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5707041638123615141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5707041638123615141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5707041638123615141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-double-dog-dare-you.html' title='I Double Dog Dare You!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-711743903039039428</id><published>2009-08-05T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:17:53.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VaVaVoom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    I had the coolest experience tonight while I was at Aveda getting my hair cut and colored. When my hair dresser was checking out my hair and color, she was like," Oh, I wonder if that guy John is still here. He's the head consultant for Aveda and travels all around the world to different salons. He is from Australia." She left for a few minutes and comes back with this tall, skinny guy, with crazy curly hair. He gets behind my chair, starts fingering through my hair, and starts talking color with my hair dresser. She was really surpised with what he recommended, b/c they never use that. Occasionally, he would stop by to check it out and of course stopped back by for the end result. He promised me that I won't fade and stay shiny all the time using this one line of color. Whatever, I don't talk that lingo, but it was still cool to have a serious professional, from Australia help create my beautiful color!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-711743903039039428?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/711743903039039428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=711743903039039428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/711743903039039428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/711743903039039428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/vavavoom.html' title='VaVaVoom'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1329907593354060309</id><published>2009-08-03T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T11:42:15.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Trainer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    On Saturday, Erin and I joined a gym. With the purchase of my membership, I received 3 free sessions with a personal trainer. So my first session was this morning at 11. I was a little scared, b/c I didn't know what to expect. I went into a little office, where they asked what my goals were and then they did measurements. After that I was passed along to Brandon. He asked me what I wanted to work on. It was either going to be my stomach or arms, and since I have no muscles in my stomach, I chose the arms!  First he took me to the bike. We did intervals of 30 sec. The first 30 sec I was normal speed, the next 30 sec I went as fast as I could. After  2 minutes, I was breaking out in a sweat! While doing this, I noticed a trash can in front of the bike and I immediately thought, is he going to make me throw up?! I later found out when I asked if it was normal to throw up, he told me "yeah it's normal, my last client did, that's why that trash can was there". At that moment, I told myself, "NO THROWING UP, YOU GOT THAT!" When I got up from that bike, I could barely feel my legs. Then we went over to the weights and we worked on my arms for the rest of the time. A couple of times, I didn't think I would make it, but I did. And I scheduled my next one for Wednesday morning! Erin has her first appointment on Thursday, I can't wait to see what she thinks. I honestly think having a personal trainer would be amazing!!! We'll see if I think that tomorrow when I can't walk!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-1329907593354060309?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1329907593354060309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1329907593354060309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1329907593354060309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1329907593354060309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/personal-trainer.html' title='Personal Trainer'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7334636103221072372</id><published>2009-08-02T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:01:23.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy, sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    This weekend was nothing but relaxing, so why am I SO sleepy! Friday night, Bryan printed off a list of restaurants we had never been to and had printed off their menu's. He is always taking care of me. He told me that he just wanted me to enjoy my evening. So I picked this little Italian restaurant in the downtown area. The food was SOO great! It all tasted like it was homemade! Plus we had plenty leftovers, so I would definitely give it five stars!... Then Saturday morning, me and Erin headed to the gym for a 40 min workout. After that, Bryan came into town to hang out for a few hours. That evening, me and Erin headed over to Charity's for a girls night. We ate pizza, got pedicures, played apples to apples, watched a movie and ate some more. It was a great time!...... Today was church in the a.m. After lunch at Panera, I felt drugged! Bryan and I laid down for a nap at 2, and when I finally opened my eyes, it was 5:50!!! I was like OMG!!! We both felt SO drugged! Something was in our food! Then we decided to go see  "Public Enemies" at the movies. It was pretty good!...... So back to the beginning sentence, why am I so tired. Maybe I really was drugged, HAHA.. I just hope I will be able to sleep tonight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7334636103221072372?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7334636103221072372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7334636103221072372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7334636103221072372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7334636103221072372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/08/sleepy-sleepy.html' title='Sleepy, sleepy'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4307358111654900181</id><published>2009-07-29T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T07:52:52.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the reminder!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; I love it when God speaks to me. Whether it be in a verse, song, or thought, it's the best feeling! Last night at Seven:22, we sang the song  "God You Reign". It most definitely reminded me that, my God is a BIGGER that any problem. And that no matter what happened in the past or is happening now, He reigns, FOREVER AND EVER!!! And to think such a big God calls me his child, I am humbled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;You paint the night&lt;br /&gt;You count the stars and You call them by name&lt;br /&gt;The skies proclaim&lt;br /&gt;God You reign&lt;br /&gt;Your glory shines&lt;br /&gt;You teach the sun when to bring a new day&lt;br /&gt;Creation sings&lt;br /&gt;God You reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God You reign&lt;br /&gt;God You reign&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;God You reign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;You part the seas&lt;br /&gt;You move the mountains with the words that you say&lt;br /&gt;My song remains&lt;br /&gt;God You reign&lt;br /&gt;You hold my life&lt;br /&gt;You know my heart and You call me by name&lt;br /&gt;I live to say&lt;br /&gt;God You reign&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Allelu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AB-zZ9oxuUw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AB-zZ9oxuU&lt;/a&gt;w&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4307358111654900181?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4307358111654900181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4307358111654900181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4307358111654900181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4307358111654900181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/07/thanks-for-reminder.html' title='Thanks for the reminder!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-174891172528936600</id><published>2009-07-27T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:11:18.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary, scary!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Okay, I have to admit, I hate watching and hearing about Obama and all the crap he is trying to do. But why should I watch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; when my good old Bryan can fill me in. He informed me of something tonight that just kinda blew my mind. Did you know that right now Obama is trying to pass a health care plan and socialize medicine. And in that plan, it includes this: I will try to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;describe&lt;/span&gt; it the best way I understood it. Once your 65, if you go to the doctor and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;diagnose&lt;/span&gt; you with a disorder that could be life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;threatening&lt;/span&gt;, the government gets to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;decide&lt;/span&gt; if it's worth saving you. If they think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nahhhh&lt;/span&gt;, that's just going to be to much money for all that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;surgery&lt;/span&gt; and stuff, we'll just help kill you. WHAT!!! Yeah that's right! Bryan said something about offering classes, where they will help teach you how to kill yourself. IS THAT NOT CRAZY!!!!!!! I'm sorry, but this world have gone crazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-174891172528936600?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/174891172528936600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=174891172528936600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/174891172528936600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/174891172528936600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/07/scary-scary.html' title='Scary, scary!!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3463870753220935814</id><published>2009-07-18T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:12:28.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY GIRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SmKpKek_JYI/AAAAAAAAASA/-bAu3-igKLY/s1600-h/DSCN0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SmKpKek_JYI/AAAAAAAAASA/-bAu3-igKLY/s400/DSCN0734.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360032503996294530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SmKpKGwol5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/nabbyVKS8sM/s1600-h/DSCN0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SmKpKGwol5I/AAAAAAAAAR4/nabbyVKS8sM/s400/DSCN0733.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360032497602697106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;     Today was actually my first Saturday from this summer that I had nothing planned. How is it that it's almost August and that happen, I dunno. But I was determined to make it a nice one! Bryan and I decided to celebrate our 6 month anniversary since it would be impossible to do it on Monday, our real date! It was sooo nice to sleep in till about 10. Bryan can to town around 1 and then we did some errands.  At about 6, we headed to the beach. Originally our plans was to eat at Peg Leg Pete's, since that was our first date, but the wait was to long. So we went to Hemmingway's, where we got right in. We got to sit outside, right on the bay. The one time I went to the bathroom, Bryan said I missed a guy proposing to a girl. HOW DID I MISS THAT?!! I would have loved to see that! Anyways, after dinner we walked and took pictures. Then we drove over to the beach and sat in the sand for awhile. I love the cold sand between my toes. I just wished it stayed there when you left. On the way home, we got ice cream b/c thats the perfect way to end an evening! It really was a great evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3463870753220935814?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3463870753220935814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3463870753220935814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3463870753220935814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3463870753220935814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-girl.html' title='HAPPY GIRL'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SmKpKek_JYI/AAAAAAAAASA/-bAu3-igKLY/s72-c/DSCN0734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7280605700696482840</id><published>2009-07-16T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:35:07.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Vacay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_xPRbgYzI/AAAAAAAAARw/GFt8DIJ5E0E/s1600-h/DSCN0726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_xPRbgYzI/AAAAAAAAARw/GFt8DIJ5E0E/s400/DSCN0726.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359267326273282866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_xPF9uplI/AAAAAAAAARo/76PONGQ1ADs/s1600-h/DSCN0728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_xPF9uplI/AAAAAAAAARo/76PONGQ1ADs/s400/DSCN0728.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359267323195598418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         E just working on her tan, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_wngxAA9I/AAAAAAAAARg/l8G8s27YAg0/s1600-h/DSCN0730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_wngxAA9I/AAAAAAAAARg/l8G8s27YAg0/s400/DSCN0730.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359266643195200466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Elaysha and her momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_wOLgODGI/AAAAAAAAARY/ZtxlTSKV8Ho/s1600-h/DSCN0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_wOLgODGI/AAAAAAAAARY/ZtxlTSKV8Ho/s400/DSCN0731.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359266207990942818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Me and Elaysha Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_wNmAHOqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/C0N21Kkgc10/s1600-h/DSCN0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_wNmAHOqI/AAAAAAAAARQ/C0N21Kkgc10/s400/DSCN0732.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359266197924166306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Me and my sister, Holly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   This past week, my family was in town on vacation. I didn't take a lot of pictures, but I will share the few I took. On there last night here, we had dinner with Bryan's parents. It went really well! We both have great parents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7280605700696482840?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7280605700696482840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7280605700696482840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7280605700696482840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7280605700696482840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-vacay.html' title='Family Vacay'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_xPRbgYzI/AAAAAAAAARw/GFt8DIJ5E0E/s72-c/DSCN0726.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4538353036472858036</id><published>2009-07-16T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T20:27:11.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Orange Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_u-mIwIMI/AAAAAAAAARI/iAEYl5udrlI/s1600-h/DSCN0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_u-mIwIMI/AAAAAAAAARI/iAEYl5udrlI/s400/DSCN0708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359264840750735554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Don't mess with Bryan, he will KILL you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_u-StpLVI/AAAAAAAAARA/peX_vVmbBWc/s1600-h/DSCN0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_u-StpLVI/AAAAAAAAARA/peX_vVmbBWc/s400/DSCN0724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359264835536760146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Racing is Fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_uUB_n9rI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WOGhM-gs_II/s1600-h/DSCN0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_uUB_n9rI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/WOGhM-gs_II/s400/DSCN0707.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359264109494269618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Snow cones = Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_uTmoACZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YnYQlYmODFU/s1600-h/DSCN0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_uTmoACZI/AAAAAAAAAQw/YnYQlYmODFU/s400/DSCN0702.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359264102147426706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Our HUGE shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Last weekend, Bryan's family and I packed up and headed to Orange Beach.  It was a lot of fun! His Memaw's brother is the land developer/owner of where we stayed, so he hooked us up. It was the nicest condo's I have ever been in. It was 3 bedrooms, 4 baths. One shower had two shower heads. The pool had a water slide and a lazy river! We all really enjoyed ourselves!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4538353036472858036?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4538353036472858036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4538353036472858036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4538353036472858036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4538353036472858036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/07/orange-beach.html' title='Orange Beach'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sl_u-mIwIMI/AAAAAAAAARI/iAEYl5udrlI/s72-c/DSCN0708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5274095455137057833</id><published>2009-07-06T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:12:18.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJoKt1YMKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/2-8yp0iLF60/s1600-h/DSCN0688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJoKt1YMKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/2-8yp0iLF60/s400/DSCN0688.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355457440208400546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJoKNT3bBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ThlGPDpnlWs/s1600-h/DSCN0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJoKNT3bBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ThlGPDpnlWs/s400/DSCN0691.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355457431477906450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJnXBq15jI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1rk2MXGQJ0I/s1600-h/DSCN0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJnXBq15jI/AAAAAAAAAQY/1rk2MXGQJ0I/s400/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355456552179721778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJnBVlaKRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/n-TTmRlXr-k/s1600-h/DSCN0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJnBVlaKRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/n-TTmRlXr-k/s400/DSCN0665.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355456179568519442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  My 4th of July was the best! My day was full of family, food, games, laughter, and fireworks. It was a great day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-5274095455137057833?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5274095455137057833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5274095455137057833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5274095455137057833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5274095455137057833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/07/4th-of-july.html' title='4th of July'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SlJoKt1YMKI/AAAAAAAAAQo/2-8yp0iLF60/s72-c/DSCN0688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3159269684655880957</id><published>2009-06-30T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:07:40.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TRUTH</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago, Jamie Mitchell, a pastor, gave the openning prayer at the Pennsylvania House of Representatives meeting. I read this prayer and thought wow, this pastor hit it right on the head. The courage he had to do say this prayer, it's awesome. I wish I had that much courage! Read the following prayer and see the truth in these words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our gracious Heavenly Father, we come before You today because we have nowhere else to go. For You are the true and living God. You are the Maker of Heaven and Earth. You are the sustainer of man and all that we are or ever will be. You are the only real HOPE for our nation and our commonwealth. We come before You in this grand hall, before the important and the powerful, in complete humility and brokenness because Your holiness consumes our failings, reveals our iniquities and lays bare all of our unrighteousness.&lt;br /&gt; We come to ask Your forgiveness and seek Your help and guidance. We know Your Word says, “Woe to those who call evil good,” but that’s exactly what we’ve done. We have ignored Your spiritual compass and have tried to guide our paths with our own values, desires and indulgences.&lt;br /&gt;* We confess that we have mocked the absolute truth of Your Word and called it relativism.&lt;br /&gt;* We have worshiped other gods, failing to acknowledge You alone and called it multi-culturalism.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have exploited the poor and naïve; and called it the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;* We have made excuses for the law breaker and called it tolerance.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have demeaned the law keepers and called it politically correct.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have neglected our neighbor and called it self-preservation.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have rewarded laziness, irresponsibility and called it welfare.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have killed our unborn and called it a choice.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have shot abortionists and called it justifiable.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have neglected to discipline our children and called it releasing their creativity.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have abused power, been party to back room dealing and even hoped for our colleagues down fall and called it political savvy.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have squandered our resources and paid back favors with taxpayer’s funds and called it a stimulus.&lt;br /&gt;*  We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression.&lt;br /&gt;Search us O God and know our hearts today; try us and see if there be some wicked way in us; cleanse us from every sin and set us free.&lt;br /&gt;Guide and bless these men and women, who have been sent here by the people of Pennsylvania, and who Your Holy Word calls, ordained ministers of peace, to govern this great commonwealth.&lt;br /&gt;Grant them your wisdom to rule and may their decisions direct us to the center of your will. May they choose today to be servants of You, Almighty God, and then prosper their steps for their obedience.  May we live in reverent fear of your greatness in comparison to our insignificance.&lt;br /&gt;I ask it, in the name of your son, our living savior and Master, Jesus the Christ. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3159269684655880957?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3159269684655880957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3159269684655880957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3159269684655880957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3159269684655880957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/truth.html' title='TRUTH'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5418955251015777383</id><published>2009-06-29T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T12:25:54.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying new things</title><content type='html'>For those who know me, they would tell you that I am a picky eater. And  I would not argue with that. But this past weekend I tried some new foods and I was pretty proud of myself. Bryan's family kinda teases me b/c I don't eat like them county folks. But on Saturday with our meal, we had fried squash and fried okra. They were laughing b/c I didn't even know what okra looked like. But I tried both and it wasn't bad. I was just proud of myself  for even trying it!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-5418955251015777383?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5418955251015777383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5418955251015777383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5418955251015777383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5418955251015777383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/trying-new-things.html' title='Trying new things'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7547941213293109665</id><published>2009-06-28T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:55:43.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire Ants......</title><content type='html'>I hate living in Florida for two reasons! The horrible heat is a killer but what's even worse than that, fire ants. Saturday we took the girls to a water party at Berrydale Baptist Church. While watching the kido's slide in the water, I felt a horrible sting on my foot. I just kinda brushed it off until my other foot started to feel like it was on fire as well. I looked down and to my surprise, little tiny ants were biting me! OUCH!!!!!! I started to panic just a little. After I got the ants off, I went and stuck my feet into the baby pool.That put out the fire for awhile. Now whats even worse, I have these red, ichy, firy bumps on both of my feet. I feel like my feet have a fever. Bryan actually informed me that when they bite you, they inject poison.  I can't stop scratching!!!! WAHHHHH. Can you hear me whining?!! Beware of the ants!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7547941213293109665?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7547941213293109665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7547941213293109665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7547941213293109665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7547941213293109665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/fire-ants.html' title='Fire Ants......'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-2341356610508832629</id><published>2009-06-21T19:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T19:22:05.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pgXgqKHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NAxzqNxgYvA/s1600-h/DSCN0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pgXgqKHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NAxzqNxgYvA/s400/DSCN0607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349970149638809714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pgOuJxkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/r9EuwIrw5GA/s1600-h/DSCN0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pgOuJxkI/AAAAAAAAAPg/r9EuwIrw5GA/s400/DSCN0586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349970147279488578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pf9HiLOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QRNuQa2hK9E/s1600-h/DSCN0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pf9HiLOI/AAAAAAAAAPY/QRNuQa2hK9E/s400/DSCN0616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349970142554107106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pfWN5_II/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1jsBgV2dYlw/s1600-h/DSCN0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pfWN5_II/AAAAAAAAAPQ/1jsBgV2dYlw/s400/DSCN0622.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349970132111850626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     This past weekend was a busy one! Bryan's brother, Jason and  Dana wedding was on Saturday. Friday night we had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rehearsal&lt;/span&gt; and then headed to dinner at the Atlas. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;rehearsal dinner&lt;/span&gt; was very nice!!!! I know Bryan's parents had done a lot of work to make it that way! Saturday the wedding took place  at the Old Christ Church in downtown Pensacola. Then the reception took place at New World Landing. It was a very nice wedding,  just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; of work!!!! I took a lot more pics but they are all on facebook! Go check them out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-2341356610508832629?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/2341356610508832629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=2341356610508832629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2341356610508832629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2341356610508832629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/big-weekend.html' title='Big Weekend!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sj7pgXgqKHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/NAxzqNxgYvA/s72-c/DSCN0607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3672865690622609213</id><published>2009-06-18T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:44:20.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIYmBWHNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/CO8hcMbs0Ko/s1600-h/DSCN0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIYmBWHNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/CO8hcMbs0Ko/s400/DSCN0557.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348878201048669394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                       Dana and Madilyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIYVoLNwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/BVq7_epzVqk/s1600-h/DSCN0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIYVoLNwI/AAAAAAAAAPA/BVq7_epzVqk/s400/DSCN0562.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348878196648130306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Bryan and Cameryn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIX8RptxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/asVywl7ep1I/s1600-h/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIX8RptxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/asVywl7ep1I/s400/DSCN0553.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348878189842773778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    Bryan, reading his father's day card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIXsL00rI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EuFSVh55FbI/s1600-h/DSCN0546.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIXsL00rI/AAAAAAAAAOw/EuFSVh55FbI/s400/DSCN0546.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348878185523368626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     Jason (Bryan's brother), their mother, and memaw&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;        Tonight we all celebrated Diana's (Bryan's mother) birthday. Jason and Dana are in town b/c they are getting married Saturday! We are all very excited about this. But tonight we celebrated Diana's birthday and father's day for David and Bryan. It's always a great time hanging out with family!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3672865690622609213?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3672865690622609213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3672865690622609213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3672865690622609213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3672865690622609213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-birthday.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsIYmBWHNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/CO8hcMbs0Ko/s72-c/DSCN0557.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7483650826682890758</id><published>2009-06-18T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:34:46.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saying Goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsElovjuaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/x_6MIr_nGyo/s1600-h/DSCN0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsElovjuaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/x_6MIr_nGyo/s400/DSCN0534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348874027071158690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsElRsj5LI/AAAAAAAAAOg/gbpesh3z2Vw/s1600-h/DSCN0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsElRsj5LI/AAAAAAAAAOg/gbpesh3z2Vw/s400/DSCN0532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348874020884571314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsElI0ESzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vlnRx_pdlWo/s1600-h/DSCN0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsElI0ESzI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vlnRx_pdlWo/s400/DSCN0530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348874018500135730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsEk-nmuCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9WvkSZO2LlI/s1600-h/DSCN0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsEk-nmuCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/9WvkSZO2LlI/s400/DSCN0529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348874015763511330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;                 This past Tuesday night was somewhat bitter-sweet.  At Seven:22, we had Scotty and Karen's Farewell Service. In just two weeks they will leave to Detroit, MI. Scotty and Karen have been called to start a church and will be moving away, :( It so awesome to see to them being obedient to God's calling, it's just that we will miss them! Since Scotty is our Seven:22 pastor, so we decided to go big, for their going away  gift. Scotty and Karen were in need of a new vehicle, preferable an SUV. So we started collecting money and praying. Well, God is a big God and answered our prayers! We got this awesome SUV for an amazing price. Scotty and Karen were totally surprised, they had no idea. We really are going to miss them!!!&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/8600371573560003324-7483650826682890758?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7483650826682890758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7483650826682890758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7483650826682890758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7483650826682890758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/saying-goodbye.html' title='Saying Goodbye'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SjsElovjuaI/AAAAAAAAAOo/x_6MIr_nGyo/s72-c/DSCN0534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3157467236070815646</id><published>2009-06-15T14:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:35:23.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Dilema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Who would have thought finding shoes would be so tough. Well, try wearing a size 11, and you will know my pain. Bryan and I have been looking for a pair of white, dressy, trendy, cute shoes.  This weekend his brother is getting married and I wanted some "HOT" shoes for my dress. Everywhere I looked, I couldn't find what I was looking for or they didn't have my size. Well Bryan was like I will find you a pair. You see, he loves to shop, so I let him take over. I had found a pair at the mall in the store "Aldo" but no 11. They told me we could order it online. When we tried to order them online at home, it wouldn't work. So we headed back to the store, so that they could order it for us. Well, as the guy typed it in, he said, "Sorry, there are none that size." I was like what about this shoe, and I picked another one. I felt like just throwing them at him. Every shoe I handed to him, yes you guessed it right. NONE FOR ME!!! So, just last night we ordered a pair from Bakers online. We shall see. If they are cute, you will see pictures!!! I hope they work out!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3157467236070815646?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3157467236070815646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3157467236070815646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3157467236070815646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3157467236070815646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/shoe-dilema.html' title='Shoe Dilema'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1736374888786476828</id><published>2009-06-15T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T14:27:09.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sja8ozTVfoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/R3PGaLjTu0E/s1600-h/DSCN0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sja8ozTVfoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/R3PGaLjTu0E/s400/DSCN0520.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347669016701140610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sja8orQVW2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/_T74YhRLPLk/s1600-h/DSCN0513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sja8orQVW2I/AAAAAAAAAOA/_T74YhRLPLk/s400/DSCN0513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347669014541065058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sja8oP3Z7VI/AAAAAAAAAN4/REsj62oBGDE/s1600-h/DSCN0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sja8oP3Z7VI/AAAAAAAAAN4/REsj62oBGDE/s400/DSCN0510.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347669007188749650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I was so excited when Jenny told me she was coming to visit me. We had always talked about it but it had never happened. I have been in Florida for 3 years and just thought, "Okay, she's never coming to visit ." Well, she made it happen, and arrived here on Friday! Of course, when she got here, we layed in the pool for a few hours and soaked up the sun. For dinner I took her to my favorite place, "Jerry's". It's the best little hole in the wall. The special sauce is SOOOOO good. I dip everything in it. Then we drove out to the beach and took pics and walked around. Saturday we spend 4 hours at the beach. You see, I have a wedding this coming weekend, so I needed to work on my tan. We flipped every 30 min, and took breaks in between, in the nice cold water. It was hot, so the water felt great. Well, let me tell ya, if you plan on being at the beach for a few hours, use suncreen! The back of  my everything, is burnt! Bryan has told me no more sun!! I just hope I'm not a peeling mess for the wedding! That night we just took it easy. The beach is SO tiring!!! It was great having her visit for a short while!!! Here are some pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-1736374888786476828?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1736374888786476828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1736374888786476828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1736374888786476828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1736374888786476828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/bff.html' title='BFF'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sja8ozTVfoI/AAAAAAAAAOI/R3PGaLjTu0E/s72-c/DSCN0520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7302108579218145484</id><published>2009-06-08T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T13:10:28.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Well it's officially summer time for me! I have started my house sitting job and it's been nice b/c they have a in ground pool.  I have really enjoyed that part! I am really excited b/c this weekend, my friend Jenny from Indiana is coming to visit. She has never visited me, so I can't wait! It will be a short but fun weekend!!! Other than that, nothing much else is going on!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7302108579218145484?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7302108579218145484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7302108579218145484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7302108579218145484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7302108579218145484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-time.html' title='Summer Time'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4513304682612047573</id><published>2009-05-29T20:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:12:08.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That Time Again?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCjwRZSHuI/AAAAAAAAANw/b-rBB5ODBjE/s1600-h/DSCN0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341449207759904482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCjwRZSHuI/AAAAAAAAANw/b-rBB5ODBjE/s400/DSCN0480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   5 of the 7 Second Grade Teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCjv6GPgzI/AAAAAAAAANo/xgNV0QPGGHk/s1600-h/DSCN0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341449201506026290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCjv6GPgzI/AAAAAAAAANo/xgNV0QPGGHk/s400/DSCN0478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCi6EnZaQI/AAAAAAAAANg/A-d0GRcrkJQ/s1600-h/DSCN0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341448276616505602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCi6EnZaQI/AAAAAAAAANg/A-d0GRcrkJQ/s400/DSCN0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Like our 3D Glasses?&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCi5zUUN4I/AAAAAAAAANY/zChKtv9BpWA/s1600-h/DSCN0484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341448271973070722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCi5zUUN4I/AAAAAAAAANY/zChKtv9BpWA/s400/DSCN0484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't believe it's here again, summer that is!!!!! Today was our last day with our students. I think back on this year and it just flew by! It doesn't even seem like I had my students that long. It's kinda a creepy feeling how time flies by so fast. But I'm ready to enjoy my few months off. I need them to prepare for the next bunch of kids!...... 2nd Grade was in charge of hosting the luncheon. I had Brieanna make our cake and it turned out amazing, which doesn't shock me at all!!! She is simply amazing!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight me, Bryan, and the girls went to see UP in 3D. It was cute but to long for me! Here are some fun pics!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8600371573560003324-4513304682612047573?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4513304682612047573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4513304682612047573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4513304682612047573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4513304682612047573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-time-again.html' title='That Time Again?!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SiCjwRZSHuI/AAAAAAAAANw/b-rBB5ODBjE/s72-c/DSCN0480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7343792671804284704</id><published>2009-05-16T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:19:57.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night = Sugarland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9yjLjBUBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/9fGre3-kyTI/s1600-h/DSCN0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336610032177991698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9yjLjBUBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/9fGre3-kyTI/s400/DSCN0450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Sugarland playing with their band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9yDAZ9txI/AAAAAAAAANI/ylWZ9Xtwodo/s1600-h/DSCN0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336609479431403282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9yDAZ9txI/AAAAAAAAANI/ylWZ9Xtwodo/s400/DSCN0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9xdFnBf2I/AAAAAAAAANA/odLGdiuctHw/s1600-h/DSCN0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336608827993325410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9xdFnBf2I/AAAAAAAAANA/odLGdiuctHw/s400/DSCN0437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9w6Tx0J-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/p-IM4Tzo3fw/s1600-h/DSCN0444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336608230501263330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9w6Tx0J-I/AAAAAAAAAM4/p-IM4Tzo3fw/s400/DSCN0444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9wY3hSpkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LA_bJwLr87k/s1600-h/DSCN0422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336607655980082754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9wY3hSpkI/AAAAAAAAAMw/LA_bJwLr87k/s400/DSCN0422.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                      Waiting for Sugarland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9v5ldlb0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/lAY2Ehp96V8/s1600-h/DSCN0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336607118556753730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9v5ldlb0I/AAAAAAAAAMo/lAY2Ehp96V8/s400/DSCN0417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Danny and Erin at the Warf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9vcBvrh_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/0MDLl2JaxeA/s1600-h/DSCN0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336606610752767986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9vcBvrh_I/AAAAAAAAAMg/0MDLl2JaxeA/s400/DSCN0415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 Me and Bryan at the Warf in Orange Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Friday night Danny, Erin, Bryan and I went to Orange Beach to see Matt Nathenson, Billy Currington, and Sugarland in concert. We headed over there a little early to do some shopping and eat dinner. It was alot of fun! Matt Nathenson was really good. He played an acoustic set. It sounded good. But my favorite, of course, was Sugarland. Jennifer Nettles voices is outstand, not to mention she's a great entertainer. She is very energetic! I really enjoyed my Friday night!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-7343792671804284704?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7343792671804284704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7343792671804284704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7343792671804284704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7343792671804284704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/05/friday-night-sugarland.html' title='Friday Night = Sugarland'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sg9yjLjBUBI/AAAAAAAAANQ/9fGre3-kyTI/s72-c/DSCN0450.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-2945599550505532921</id><published>2009-05-13T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:41:04.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it possible?</title><content type='html'>So I had my one month check up with my doctor and found out two things. First thing, I lost 5 pounds. I was thinking I probably had lost nothing since I was unable to exercise due to my back injury. Next thing, I have a hypothyroid. I knew the day would come since my dad and two sisters have it.  Thanks a lot guys! But this explains why I have been tired lately. My doctor was shocked that I had even lost weight, b/c typically you gain. So now I have to take medicine for LIFE, which really sucks! But with this medicine, I should start to feel better and my metabolism will pick up.&lt;br /&gt;     I don't know if you watch the Biggest Loser, but I love that show. I just feel like I can relate to all those people who struggle with their weight. I have NEVER been skinny nor close to it. It has always been an issue for me. People who are skinny, just don't get it. We all have different issues and mine is weight. So I have been thinking about it. What would be a HUGE dream that would almost seem impossible to reach. And it popped into my head, running a marathon. Now I say that and think yeah right, those people who do that are crazy in the head. But if I set my mind to it and accomplished that dream, WOW, I could do anything. So, I must take baby steps, if I am even going to consider a race. In October my sister and dad are running a half-marathon. It would be awesome to run  with them. So I am highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;considering&lt;/span&gt; starting to train for that. We will see! I just must find the drive within me!!!!! Wish me luck!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-2945599550505532921?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/2945599550505532921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=2945599550505532921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2945599550505532921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2945599550505532921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-possible.html' title='Is it possible?'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5037288479847620496</id><published>2009-05-12T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T14:46:03.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SgntrTdKxSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/luWmL70Sg8E/s1600-h/DSCN0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335056561809835298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SgntrTdKxSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/luWmL70Sg8E/s400/DSCN0388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  The soon to be bride and groom playing one of the games&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SgntCgkYIUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ew_GVZJbhKk/s1600-h/DSCN0395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335055860955095362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SgntCgkYIUI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ew_GVZJbhKk/s400/DSCN0395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SgntCQ00JXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZBOaPdnZPFg/s1600-h/DSCN0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335055856729073010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SgntCQ00JXI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ZBOaPdnZPFg/s400/DSCN0398.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Bryan and his momma, ahhhh how sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like forever since I have blogged. I guess I just haven't felt like it. I have only 12 more days of school left! I am super excited about that! I can't wait to just take it easy for a bit. This Friday I am going to see SugarLand in concert. I am very excited about that as well! I think it should be a great show!..... This past weekend, Bryan's brother, Jason and Dana were in town. Their family threw them a wedding shower, so I got to meet a lot of new people. It's always fun to hang out with his family....... The weather is getting warmer and I'm extremly sad. I have not been to the beach yet! I am just dying to go. I am going to try and go this weekend! Well, I told you I didn't have much to say, so here are some pics from the shower. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8600371573560003324-5037288479847620496?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5037288479847620496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5037288479847620496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5037288479847620496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5037288479847620496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-forever.html' title='Been Forever'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SgntrTdKxSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/luWmL70Sg8E/s72-c/DSCN0388.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-6395406221045722995</id><published>2009-04-23T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:35:32.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it over?</title><content type='html'>Is this week over yet? This has been the longest week EVER!!! During this week, I hurt my back, caught a sick bug and now am losing my voice. Sheeshh, can the weekend please come faster!!!...... I must say I am feeling somewhat better today despite my voice. Since I finally felt better and it was SO nice today, I decided dinner should be outside. So we decided to try the new Crab Trap. We sat outside by the bay. It was SO relaxing and yummy. Then we went for a little walk. I love when the weathers nice! It's a nice perk of living in Florida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-6395406221045722995?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/6395406221045722995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=6395406221045722995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6395406221045722995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6395406221045722995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-over.html' title='Is it over?'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1690935018119446182</id><published>2009-04-20T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T17:34:04.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In pain but still blessed!</title><content type='html'>Man, I must be getting old b/c Saturday I just bent over and my back snapped. It's Monday and I am still in horrible pain! Hopefully it will heal its self and I will not have to make a doctors visit. But I still can't help but smile b/c today is me and Bryan's  3 month anniversary!! I can't believe it's 3 months. I feel like we've only been together for a short time but yet time is flying by! I truely am blessed to have him in my life. I thank God daily for him!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-1690935018119446182?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1690935018119446182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1690935018119446182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1690935018119446182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1690935018119446182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-pain-but-still-blessed.html' title='In pain but still blessed!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-6517172140995351549</id><published>2009-04-13T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:26:33.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOtv3ICsNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mpxVvA3JgyE/s1600-h/DSCN0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324290222245195986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOtv3ICsNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mpxVvA3JgyE/s400/DSCN0247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               I was kissing it goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOtvvgd8-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/AuhV-C1U_08/s1600-h/DSCN0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324290220200162274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOtvvgd8-I/AAAAAAAAAL4/AuhV-C1U_08/s400/DSCN0248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          Merry Easters!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOtvR8-cZI/AAAAAAAAALw/_UDSdPcvFDE/s1600-h/DSCN0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324290212266668434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOtvR8-cZI/AAAAAAAAALw/_UDSdPcvFDE/s400/DSCN0249.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-6517172140995351549?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/6517172140995351549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=6517172140995351549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6517172140995351549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6517172140995351549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-pics.html' title='More Pics'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOtv3ICsNI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mpxVvA3JgyE/s72-c/DSCN0247.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5113248366213007807</id><published>2009-04-13T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:57:10.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Easters!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOmx76rq5I/AAAAAAAAALI/1FPdkxYaxpA/s1600-h/DSCN0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324282561309682578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOmx76rq5I/AAAAAAAAALI/1FPdkxYaxpA/s400/DSCN0227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          The girls and their baskets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOmxj_eS5I/AAAAAAAAALA/TCCE6byazx4/s1600-h/DSCN0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324282554887326610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOmxj_eS5I/AAAAAAAAALA/TCCE6byazx4/s400/DSCN0226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Bryan's Art Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOmxaQLBrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mJJLLR4EPbo/s1600-h/DSCN0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324282552273012402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOmxaQLBrI/AAAAAAAAAK4/mJJLLR4EPbo/s400/DSCN0221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   I was surprised, I got a basket too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;   Okay, I already know what you're thinking. You're thinking 'Merry Easters" sounds crazy. Well it does!! But the girls came up with it and I think it was said over a 1000 times this weekend. Every store we went into or after every fish we caught, we said it, laughing of course. After that if kinda grew on me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;    This past weekend was amazing! Early Friday, me and Bryan went to pick up the girls. After we got them, we headed to the park to play some soccer. About 40 minutes later we were all tired, so we headed to blockbuster got some movies, then got some ice cream and headed to Jay. Once we got to memaw's, we decided to go fishing! We were catching fish left and right. We didn't keep any because Bryan didn't feel like cleaning them. But if we were to have had a fish fry, we would have had plenty for everyone!! That evening we dyed Easter Eggs and Bryan made one that looked just like him. You will see what an artist he is! HA HA Saturday Bryan and I took his mom's place b/c she wasn't feeling well and we helped hide easter eggs for their church hunt. It was fun b/c we had a HUGE area to hide them in. Then at 10, the girls came and did the hunt. After we went back home, we went back to fishing. Those fish loved us!!! That's all I'm saying. Later on, all his family came over for Easter dinner and another egg hunt for the younger ones. That night we were all so tired, we watched a movie and crashed! Sunday we went to Olive to celebrate Easter. It was an excellent service! All I have to say is that, praise God, for we serve a King who's alive!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I wasn't with my family for Easter I was completely satisfied being with Bryan and the girls! It's beginning to feel like home to me!!!&lt;/div&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/8600371573560003324-5113248366213007807?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5113248366213007807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5113248366213007807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5113248366213007807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5113248366213007807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/merry-easters.html' title='Merry Easters!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SeOmx76rq5I/AAAAAAAAALI/1FPdkxYaxpA/s72-c/DSCN0227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1206067204115926506</id><published>2009-04-09T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:40:54.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetest Thing</title><content type='html'>Today I was getting a manicure when I saw the sweetet thing ever. I noticed an older woman getting a pedicure and manicure but by her side was her husband. They were quite older and she looked as if she had had a stroke or something but her husband was right by her side. When they got finished painting her nails, her took her hand and started blowing on it. Then he lifted it for her and said, "Isn't that pretty!" He spoke in such a gentle voice. Then he started putting her socks and shoes on. It literally brought tears to my eyes. I had to stop watching or I would have started crying. What a beautiful picture of love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-1206067204115926506?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1206067204115926506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1206067204115926506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1206067204115926506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1206067204115926506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/sweetest-thing.html' title='The Sweetest Thing'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8367026623602625201</id><published>2009-04-08T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:59:10.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzlhIT3N-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GabJsPuqP0s/s1600-h/DSCN0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322381216974321634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzlhIT3N-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GabJsPuqP0s/s400/DSCN0211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  Don't be scared!! There's a cow above you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzlgzT3TQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rKjGobr-Ydw/s1600-h/DSCN0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322381211337182466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzlgzT3TQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/rKjGobr-Ydw/s400/DSCN0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             My parents, I love them!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzlgY7c5KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PWIL_C5ComM/s1600-h/DSCN0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322381204255466658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzlgY7c5KI/AAAAAAAAAKg/PWIL_C5ComM/s400/DSCN0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             My little girly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I am back from visiting my family in Indiana. It was a great trip but it just flew by. The cool thing was that I got to bring Bryan home with me. He got to meet my family and friends. Saturday night we had a cookout and my whole family came over. They all loved Bryan. Sunday we went to church, did some shopping and later met up with a friend. Monday we had lunch with my grandparents, then had a birthday dinner for my dad at a steakhouse. I always enjoy being home! It was a great trip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8600371573560003324-8367026623602625201?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8367026623602625201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8367026623602625201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8367026623602625201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8367026623602625201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzlhIT3N-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/GabJsPuqP0s/s72-c/DSCN0211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4406892092581192767</id><published>2009-04-08T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T10:46:33.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Daddy-o</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzizrgAD2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/iVNhYteZ5OA/s1600-h/DSCN0215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322378237123235682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzizrgAD2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/iVNhYteZ5OA/s400/DSCN0215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday night we celebrated my dad's birthday. He turned 62 and I can't believe it. He sure doesn't look like it, at all!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY-O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8600371573560003324-4406892092581192767?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4406892092581192767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4406892092581192767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4406892092581192767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4406892092581192767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-daddy-o.html' title='Happy Birthday Daddy-o'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdzizrgAD2I/AAAAAAAAAKY/iVNhYteZ5OA/s72-c/DSCN0215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8562587528272127980</id><published>2009-04-01T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T18:33:04.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Heading</title><content type='html'>When I read my new heading, I can't help but chuckle to myself. It all started when my family nicknamed me, amy doodle. Terah was shopping one day and saw this notebook titled "The Doodle Diary". Terah then told me that I needed that notebook b/c of my nickname. Well we started talking and came up with the heading of my blog. It's just funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8562587528272127980?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8562587528272127980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8562587528272127980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8562587528272127980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8562587528272127980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-heading.html' title='New Heading'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7714888504137383882</id><published>2009-03-29T17:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T17:26:51.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdAPnnn1GJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mtEYKS4cWYY/s1600-h/DSCN0163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318768333249910930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdAPnnn1GJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mtEYKS4cWYY/s400/DSCN0163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdAPnogbYHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/U5W1o0gn_C0/s1600-h/DSCN0175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318768333487300722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdAPnogbYHI/AAAAAAAAAKE/U5W1o0gn_C0/s400/DSCN0175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdAPnK7s_eI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/fsu5p9xZEzI/s1600-h/DSCN0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318768325548637666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdAPnK7s_eI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/fsu5p9xZEzI/s400/DSCN0166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         She wasn't in the mood to smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Friday after school, Bryan and I took &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Terah&lt;/span&gt; to The Atlas to eat dinner. She really loved it since she was able to get seafood. Then we went to see the movie "Knowing". It was just okay. I am not a big Nicolas Cage fan but I actually made it through the movie without falling asleep which is big. Saturday &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Terah&lt;/span&gt; and I went shopping in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Malbis&lt;/span&gt;. It was good times. Then that evening we took her to Jerry's Dinner. I'm all about taking her to local restaurants. Today we headed to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Destin&lt;/span&gt;. She wanted some beach time, so she got it but only after we ate at the Donut Hole. That is our favorite place in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Destin&lt;/span&gt;. Is was a little windy, which made it cold, but it was tolerable! It has been a great weekend! Spring Break starts this coming weekend, so I am very excited about that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img class="gl_video" alt="Add Video" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&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/8600371573560003324-7714888504137383882?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7714888504137383882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7714888504137383882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7714888504137383882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7714888504137383882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/03/sister-time.html' title='Sister Time'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SdAPnnn1GJI/AAAAAAAAAKM/mtEYKS4cWYY/s72-c/DSCN0163.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-2615011689868940251</id><published>2009-03-23T18:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T18:17:17.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HappyBirthday,  Dr. Seuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Scgz51oP1ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6ZBxSo1oIow/s1600-h/DSCN0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316556428852319634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Scgz51oP1ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6ZBxSo1oIow/s400/DSCN0156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Scgz5ujLlBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PqxEI2MFqBs/s1600-h/DSCN0154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316556426952021010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Scgz5ujLlBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/PqxEI2MFqBs/s400/DSCN0154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   This whole week at school, we are celebrating Dr. Seuss's birthday. Today was crazy sock day. I must say I loved my socks. We are also having a door contest. This is one of the doors we decorated. I thought it turned out cute!.... See teaching can sometimes be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8600371573560003324-2615011689868940251?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/2615011689868940251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=2615011689868940251' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2615011689868940251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2615011689868940251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/03/happybirthday-dr-seuss.html' title='HappyBirthday,  Dr. Seuss'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Scgz51oP1ZI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/6ZBxSo1oIow/s72-c/DSCN0156.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3724998337880382006</id><published>2009-03-22T12:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:32:25.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday night I was able to have dinner with Jodi and some of her other friends. She was just in town for the weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;visiting&lt;/span&gt;. It was good to see her, plus we ate at Texas Roadhouse, YUMMY!!...... Then I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; set on going to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beach on&lt;/span&gt; Saturday, that as soon as I woke up, I got dressed for the beach and headed out. Well, when I got there around 10:45, I noticed people in sweatshirts and the flags blowing. As I got all situated on the beach, I suddenly felt the sand pelting me. The wind was so strong, the sand was blowing onto everything and it was cold!! I was so MAD!!! I was there for about 30min and then though, screw this, I have better things to do!! I will try the beach next weekend.  I went home, took a shower, and headed out to Jay. We just took it easy in Jay. We made crafts, played soccer, played scrabble, and watched &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SpongeBob&lt;/span&gt;. I had never played scrabble before and it was actually really fun. It was a relaxing Saturday. Oh yes, Friday was mine and Bryan's 2 month anniversary. God is good. I thank him daily for this man!!!! I am extremely blessed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3724998337880382006?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3724998337880382006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3724998337880382006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3724998337880382006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3724998337880382006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-night-i-was-able-to-have-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8201686257097497288</id><published>2009-03-15T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T18:48:56.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Weekend... Just what the doctor ordered!!</title><content type='html'>This weekend was just what I needed.  I had no plans except to take it easy. Friday night we had dinner at good old Jerry's and then went shopping. At about 8, we headed to block buster, got some movies and headed home. Saturday and Sunday were rainy old days, perfect for just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sitting&lt;/span&gt; at home, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doin&lt;/span&gt; nothing. Saturday we went to The Village Inn for YUMMY breakfast. Then we headed to the grocery for some stuff for dinner. We headed back home and took it easy. We watched the movie Australia,which was 3 hours. So I must admit, I sleep through most of it, and poor Byran just endured the longest time of his life, so he says. His excuse why he didn't stop it was b/c he didn't want to wake me up. WHATEVER:) Then at about 6, we grilled sausage, steak, and pork chops. It was SO yummy. After church on Sunday, I did what I do best, sleep! Then we went to Texas Roadhouse for a friends birthday. It was such a great weekend of doing absolutely nothing but being completely content and 100% satisfied!!! Everyone needs a weekend like that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8201686257097497288?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8201686257097497288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8201686257097497288' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8201686257097497288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8201686257097497288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiet-weekend-just-what-doctor-ordered.html' title='Quiet Weekend... Just what the doctor ordered!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5293960700342198708</id><published>2009-03-13T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T14:24:48.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Night at the Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrNgTtq2RI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BIRPLTPLArk/s1600-h/DSCN0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312784665368254738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrNgTtq2RI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BIRPLTPLArk/s400/DSCN0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Can we get a normal picture? NOPE :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrNgGB2kQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/_t5Qzd7D9JQ/s1600-h/DSCN0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312784661694812418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrNgGB2kQI/AAAAAAAAAJc/_t5Qzd7D9JQ/s400/DSCN0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Still trying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrMwGDHOTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oOJUS6XdbaM/s1600-h/DSCN0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312783837066377522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrMwGDHOTI/AAAAAAAAAJU/oOJUS6XdbaM/s400/DSCN0115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cameryn&lt;/span&gt; doesn't look like she really wants a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pictue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrMtUvUDjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JEFLAVgvUwo/s1600-h/DSCN0112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312783789470256690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrMtUvUDjI/AAAAAAAAAJM/JEFLAVgvUwo/s400/DSCN0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Swinging is fun!!!! Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Madeylynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  On Wednesday night, after dinner with the girly's , we went to the park. I must say I love the warmer weather. It was really a great time. But let me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tell you&lt;/span&gt;, taking a normal picture with Bryan and the girls in nearly impossible!!! They are all so the goofy. In almost every picture someone is being silly. But I do LOVE it!! Hanging out with them is something I always look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;forward&lt;/span&gt; too!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-5293960700342198708?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5293960700342198708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5293960700342198708' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5293960700342198708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5293960700342198708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/03/night-at-park.html' title='A Night at the Park'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbrNgTtq2RI/AAAAAAAAAJk/BIRPLTPLArk/s72-c/DSCN0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3975343647243443908</id><published>2009-03-08T17:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:30:59.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Get Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbRg0HtOurI/AAAAAAAAAJE/m9F5ACK8T3I/s1600-h/DSCN0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310976309114878642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbRg0HtOurI/AAAAAAAAAJE/m9F5ACK8T3I/s400/DSCN0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             We got make-overs but you can't really tell here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbRgsDH8GjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Zy3dQp7iVx0/s1600-h/DSCN0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310976170445773362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbRgsDH8GjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Zy3dQp7iVx0/s400/DSCN0094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                          Me running the killer stairs, don't let them fool you.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbRgr09bHxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/u17kI9o78hw/s1600-h/A%26E.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310976166643572498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbRgr09bHxI/AAAAAAAAAI0/u17kI9o78hw/s400/A%26E.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Me and my roomie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    Friday after school, me and Erin headed to Nashville for a get away weekend. Having someone with me in the car was amazing. It went SO fast. I never want to do it alone again. We had a fun time girl talking, singing, and car dancing. Saturday we woke up and worked out. I introduced her to the stairs, that we did 3 times. Going up is like 160ish stairs. I must say, I'm a little sore. Then we went for some yummy breakfast. After that we heaaded back home, cleaned up and went shopping. We all got  free make-overs from a Stilla Artist. It was fun. We all learned new things. Then we headed to downtown Franklin and had dinner at a irish pub. Then we headed to the mall, had some yummy cheesecake and saw the movie Taken. We got up this morning and went to the People's Church in Franklin, which I always enjoy. After church we headed to the California Pizza Kitchen. We sat right by Steven Curtis Chapman and his family. That was cool since I grew up with his music. After lunch, we did some more shopping. Once we were done, we rented some movies and decided to take it easy. So I'm laying on the couch and enjoying a restful evening. It has been fun but I can't wait to get back and see Bryan! I have missed him!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8600371573560003324-3975343647243443908?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3975343647243443908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3975343647243443908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3975343647243443908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3975343647243443908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/03/weekend-get-away.html' title='Weekend Get Away'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SbRg0HtOurI/AAAAAAAAAJE/m9F5ACK8T3I/s72-c/DSCN0099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4892096554060617520</id><published>2009-03-01T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:28:59.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting the Parents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sas1AENdUDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8hsXtFDknDk/s1600-h/DSCN0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394861032722482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sas1AENdUDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8hsXtFDknDk/s400/DSCN0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sas0qvQiZnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Z5ODHIug3w4/s1600-h/DSCN0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394494631241330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sas0qvQiZnI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Z5ODHIug3w4/s400/DSCN0081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  This weekend was a special weekend! My parents came from Indiana for a short but fun weekend. Our weekend was full of eating. Friday night was at Peg Leg Pete's, Saturday was Panera and Beef o Brady's and Sunday was McGuires. It wasn't all about eating though. They got to meet Bryan and spend time getting to know him. They were really impressed with him. They think I've got me a good one, which I already knew! Bryan goes to Olive Baptist Church, so we went there with him on Sunday and I really enjoyed it. Sundat after lunch, we drove around downtown. It was a little windy, as you can tell in the pic. Over all it was a great weekend! Now I can't wait to take Bryan to Indiana and show him where I live!!!&lt;br /&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/8600371573560003324-4892096554060617520?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4892096554060617520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4892096554060617520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4892096554060617520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4892096554060617520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/03/meeting-parents.html' title='Meeting the Parents'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/Sas1AENdUDI/AAAAAAAAAIo/8hsXtFDknDk/s72-c/DSCN0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-2201005016050079707</id><published>2009-02-23T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T14:22:03.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Bags</title><content type='html'>I had another great weekend! On Saturday, me and the girls designed cute bags! They love making crafts. They had some iron on items, so when we headed to town, we stopped by WalMart for more iron ons. Then we came back and designed our bags. They turned out quite cute! Then we played some bingo. I finally won after about 50 games or at least that's how it felt.  Then we relaxed by watching National Treasure. It's always fun hanging out with Bryan and the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SaMgcVlRT7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/23yZAYIDkVM/s1600-h/DSCN0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306120457174470578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SaMgcVlRT7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/23yZAYIDkVM/s400/DSCN0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SaMgb1dOSuI/AAAAAAAAAII/gIfWautcWWI/s1600-h/DSCN0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306120448550783714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SaMgb1dOSuI/AAAAAAAAAII/gIfWautcWWI/s400/DSCN0078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SaMgbnUGwAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/0oKuzsu-bAk/s1600-h/DSCN0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306120444754444290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SaMgbnUGwAI/AAAAAAAAAIA/0oKuzsu-bAk/s400/DSCN0071.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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-2201005016050079707?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/2201005016050079707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=2201005016050079707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2201005016050079707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2201005016050079707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/02/making-bags.html' title='Making Bags'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SaMgcVlRT7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/23yZAYIDkVM/s72-c/DSCN0079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-2325253640291377166</id><published>2009-02-20T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:27:23.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZ9YZ2A5UkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0JITTIE32y0/s1600-h/DSCN0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305056087084978754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZ9YZ2A5UkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0JITTIE32y0/s400/DSCN0070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to show everyone my Valentines flowers. These are the first flowers I have ever gotten from a guy!!! I love them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/8600371573560003324-2325253640291377166?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/2325253640291377166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=2325253640291377166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2325253640291377166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/2325253640291377166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/02/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZ9YZ2A5UkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0JITTIE32y0/s72-c/DSCN0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-7391281342390803500</id><published>2009-02-16T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:42:45.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics</title><content type='html'>Being that today was presidents day and Bryan had the day off,  I  decided to take a personal day.  Last night we went to his parents church, which I describe as a small country church. But I really enjoyed it. They were having revival and Bryan's dad was singing, so I was glad we were able to go. Once we got up this morning, we went for a walk. I called it a creature walk b/c I was looking for creatures. I saw lots of HUGE holes in the ground, but no creatures. Then we walked down to the creek. It was SO relaxing. We headed back to Pensacola around 12 and he helped me clean my room, without me asking. He cleaned my ceiling fan off, which was horrible dirty. He cleaned out another little fan I had and even dusted. I never asked him to help, but he just did it. For that, I am grateful. Then we went to dinner at Macaroni Grill. He absolutely loves it there and I had never been. It wasn't bad at all. On our way back, we stopped at the grocery store and I picked up some things I needed. Overall this weekend has simple been amazing! Right now, God's been blessing me and I never want to take it for granted! I am loving every minute of it, because we are not promised another day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZovZ6lNVwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TtQzDr2rDHI/s1600-h/DSCN0068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303603633450735362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZovZ6lNVwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TtQzDr2rDHI/s400/DSCN0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Dinner at the Back Porch&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/8600371573560003324-7391281342390803500?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/7391281342390803500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=7391281342390803500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7391281342390803500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/7391281342390803500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-pics.html' title='More pics'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZovZ6lNVwI/AAAAAAAAAHo/TtQzDr2rDHI/s72-c/DSCN0068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8503027259944200211</id><published>2009-02-16T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T14:20:41.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My only Valentine!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnlcQ-X9vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nBbJIVDvbfU/s1600-h/DSCN0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303522309961152242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnlcQ-X9vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nBbJIVDvbfU/s400/DSCN0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       My new bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnkrz4fScI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DHtqB7D0T18/s1600-h/DSCN0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303521477518117314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnkrz4fScI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DHtqB7D0T18/s400/DSCN0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   Dinner Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnkr7bu5fI/AAAAAAAAAHI/p3Li04eVGaw/s1600-h/DSCN0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303521479544989170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnkr7bu5fI/AAAAAAAAAHI/p3Li04eVGaw/s400/DSCN0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Ready to go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bryan was warned prior to Valentines Day that it was not one of my favorite holidays. With that being said, he was determined to make it a GREAT one. And he did a great job of doing just that! We headed to Destin around 12, to have a day of shopping and eating. We went to the Destin Commons and I found an amazing Roxy bag, that he bought for me. I had been looking for a bag that size! I absolutely love it. Now I'm ready to travel. Then we headed to the outlet malls where I bought a new steve madden purse and some clothes from Gap. When we finished shopping it was 5, so we were starving. I took him to the Back Porch since he had never been there. I was surprised that it wasn't crowded, but the food was yummy. After dinner, we headed back home. Oh and I can't forget, we made a stop at the Donut Hole. It's my favorite place to get donuts at!!! It was a good time hanging out with my man! We had a lot of fun and much laughing was involved. I wouldn't change anything about my first Valentine!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8503027259944200211?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8503027259944200211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8503027259944200211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8503027259944200211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8503027259944200211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-only-valentine.html' title='My only Valentine!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnlcQ-X9vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/nBbJIVDvbfU/s72-c/DSCN0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4612526495850924384</id><published>2009-02-16T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T13:55:21.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Valentines</title><content type='html'>So, my valentines started on Friday at about 9:30, when the office called my room and told me that I had flowers. My students were so excited for me. Then Bryan joined me for lunch, which was extremely nice. We had decided to exchange gifts on Friday night, since it was something I could use when we went bowling later that evening. When we met up that evening, there was a big bag in the passenger seat with a huge bear sticking out. I was pretty excited because I had wanted something like this and spray it with this cologne, but he was ahead of me. My bear smelled just like him!!!! Then at the bottom of my bag was a new digital camera. It is VERY nice. Me likey a lot!!!!! For those wondering, I got him some very hot shoes, a gift certificate for his car and a picture frame with our picture in it. So we headed out to the bowling alley to hang out with some friends! Here are some pics from my new camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnggPRb-CI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4H0LGHMlx0w/s1600-h/DSCN0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303516880665573410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnggPRb-CI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4H0LGHMlx0w/s400/DSCN0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZngf9L4QpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/y0F7atHKpRM/s1600-h/DSCN0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303516875810423442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZngf9L4QpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/y0F7atHKpRM/s400/DSCN0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnfpJUyfoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CJeMaAzlstc/s1600-h/DSCN0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303515934176214658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnfpJUyfoI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CJeMaAzlstc/s400/DSCN0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/8600371573560003324-4612526495850924384?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4612526495850924384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4612526495850924384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4612526495850924384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4612526495850924384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/02/pre-valentines.html' title='Pre-Valentines'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SZnggPRb-CI/AAAAAAAAAHA/4H0LGHMlx0w/s72-c/DSCN0049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-718051125946622161</id><published>2009-02-08T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T19:25:46.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine and Fun!</title><content type='html'>Well, once again, I had a fabulous weekend. This weekend the sun was shinning and it was actually warm outside. We, which includes me, Bryan, Madilyn, and Cameryn, spent the whole day outside. First we practiced shooting Cameryn's new bow and arrow. Then we headed to the pond to fish. I was excited to actually catch a fish. Then we rode around on the gator, and explored the property. Memaw has about 50 acres, so that kept us busy for awhile. We also played a game of soccer. Bryan says I play dirty, since he tripped over my foot and fell. NOT MY FAULT!!!!!!  Anyways, then we enjoyed the evening with a movie. It was a great Saturday. I really enjoy being there in Jay. It's like a mini-vacation. I get away from the city and I get to spend quality time with some awesome peeps!!! Lets say, I enjoy my weekends!!!! Next Saturday is Valentines Day, so I have more fun stuff to look foward to!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SY-fh5HOgcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sT9F9nCvrK4/s1600-h/100_2809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300630691053994434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SY-fh5HOgcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sT9F9nCvrK4/s400/100_2809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Me and my fish! Doesn't it look sad!!!!&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/8600371573560003324-718051125946622161?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/718051125946622161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=718051125946622161' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/718051125946622161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/718051125946622161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/02/sunshine-and-fun.html' title='Sunshine and Fun!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SY-fh5HOgcI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sT9F9nCvrK4/s72-c/100_2809.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3636102068426844700</id><published>2009-02-02T14:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T14:30:17.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love the weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SYdzpp9RtCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BjMm0SZxVFI/s1600-h/100_2802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298330646099375138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SYdzpp9RtCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BjMm0SZxVFI/s400/100_2802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   The lunch group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SYdzpQYmROI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5lQ1UD1xLm8/s1600-h/100_2805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298330639234647266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SYdzpQYmROI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5lQ1UD1xLm8/s400/100_2805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          We really are happy!!!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SYdzpV15wpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/R7CEbtax75M/s1600-h/100_2808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298330640699736722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SYdzpV15wpI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/R7CEbtax75M/s400/100_2808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Me and my roomie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past weekend was SO great! Friday night Bryan took me to McGuires. I had YUMMY steak. After that we went to the mall for awhile and then rented some movies. It was a low key, but fun evening. Then on Saturday I did a 5k walk with other teachers from my school. Once it was finished, Bryan and I headed to Waffle House. It sometimes seems like all we do is eat, but I do LOVE eating. Then we met up with his dad, mom, memaw, brother and soon to be sister in law. We did some running around for their upcoming wedding. Then headed back to Jay for the evening. The guys fried fish, oysters, hush puppies and fries. It was a great big yummy grease fest. After dinner, we looked at childhood pictures. They are so cute and funny to see how the styles have changed. Sunday Bryan came to Marcus Point with me. Afterwards a group of us went to Chilli's. Then that evening we went to Brie and Kevin's for the super bowl. So was I ready for Monday to come?! NOPE!!!! But I made it through Monday and will push through until another weekend. Here are some pics!!&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/8600371573560003324-3636102068426844700?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3636102068426844700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3636102068426844700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3636102068426844700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3636102068426844700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-weekend.html' title='I love the weekend!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SYdzpp9RtCI/AAAAAAAAAGg/BjMm0SZxVFI/s72-c/100_2802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3803296622227668860</id><published>2009-01-25T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T12:39:23.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting the Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNfealAeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-qCiQ7O_-_0/s1600-h/100_2784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295333202505040354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNfealAeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-qCiQ7O_-_0/s400/100_2784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at all our tickets!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNe_aAOcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/TktpCqHsXcE/s1600-h/100_2786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295333194181130690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNe_aAOcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/TktpCqHsXcE/s400/100_2786.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Madilyn looked like a crab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNepHJdAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KmJcXz5nm0Y/s1600-h/100_2789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295333188196463618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNepHJdAI/AAAAAAAAAF4/KmJcXz5nm0Y/s400/100_2789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and the girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNeLPtLmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/REVNd2uwGkc/s1600-h/100_2790.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295333180179295842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNeLPtLmI/AAAAAAAAAFw/REVNd2uwGkc/s400/100_2790.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Bryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Saturday was another big day in mine and Bryan's relationship. I was going to meet his two daughters, Madilyn and Cameryn. I am not going to lie, I was a little nervous and scared. I know how kids can be, hello I teach them. Anyways, Bryan came and picked me up at 12:00 and we all headed to Old Charlies for lunch. Those girls and their dad laugh SO much, I love it. Even though I don't know half their jokes, their laughter is contagious. After we ate we headed to Hoop's Alley, to play in the arcade. That was a blast!!!! Man, that's a place where people can just spend tons of money. We raced cars, played air hockey, shot basketballs, you name it, we did it. After that we rented movies and headed back to Jay. I had dinner with Bryan, the girls, his parents and grandma. It just felt like home and I loved every minute of it!!!! I know I am welcomed and loved there. It's a place that I absolutely love. It was the best way to spend a Saturday!!! Next weekend I meet Bryan's brother Jason!! &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/8600371573560003324-3803296622227668860?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3803296622227668860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3803296622227668860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3803296622227668860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3803296622227668860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/meeting-girls.html' title='Meeting the Girls'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXzNfealAeI/AAAAAAAAAGI/-qCiQ7O_-_0/s72-c/100_2784.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1520180549233812351</id><published>2009-01-23T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:07:29.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of Christmas Picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqT90HgDLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f3j3lhJSdV0/s1600-h/n503383717_1213319_4044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294707002098846898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqT90HgDLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f3j3lhJSdV0/s400/n503383717_1213319_4044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my picture from the Spirit of Christmas service.&lt;/div&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/8600371573560003324-1520180549233812351?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1520180549233812351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1520180549233812351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1520180549233812351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1520180549233812351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/spirit-of-christmas-picture.html' title='Spirit of Christmas Picture'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqT90HgDLI/AAAAAAAAAFo/f3j3lhJSdV0/s72-c/n503383717_1213319_4044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5185361502015482387</id><published>2009-01-23T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:06:09.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Gift</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqTfi8hcxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ANUovLQ281Y/s1600-h/100_2781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294706482093323026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqTfi8hcxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ANUovLQ281Y/s400/100_2781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       Go long!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqTfaEhOnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EQZXlvlH7HU/s1600-h/100_2782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294706479710943858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqTfaEhOnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EQZXlvlH7HU/s400/100_2782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          Me likey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just the other night, Bryan told me that he bought me something. I was like REALLY?! Well, before I tell you what it was, let me back the story up. One night on our way home, we passed a park. I was telling him that I couldn't wait till it got warmer so that we could go to the park and throw a football, and just be active. I was rambling, not even thinking that he was listening to me. Well, turns out he was listening and thought of me b/c he bought me a football. How sweet, right!!!! Now I can't wait till it gets warmer to go use it!!!!!!! Here are pics of my awesome football!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/8600371573560003324-5185361502015482387?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5185361502015482387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5185361502015482387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5185361502015482387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5185361502015482387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-first-gift.html' title='My First Gift'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SXqTfi8hcxI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ANUovLQ281Y/s72-c/100_2781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8469784732029194240</id><published>2009-01-21T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T14:13:22.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can this be true!?!?</title><content type='html'>Okay I must first warn some of my readers, you might find this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cheesy&lt;/span&gt; and maybe even nauseating. But it's MY blog, and I will share as I please:) Plus I always believe in sharing God's blessings with friends and family. So with that said, I must share. My past week has honestly been like a dream. I am still pinching myself. Long story short, I have gotten to know an amazing guy named Bryan.  We have spent a lot of time together, this past week and have grown very close. I have NEVER EVER met any guy that makes me feel as special as he does. As of last night, it became official, we are now a couple!!!! We have both agreed that God is to be the center of this relationship. Please continue to keep us in your prayers!!!!! Pictures will come one day, no big hurry!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8469784732029194240?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8469784732029194240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8469784732029194240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8469784732029194240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8469784732029194240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/can-this-be-true.html' title='Can this be true!?!?'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3862972019097249748</id><published>2009-01-18T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:27:04.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Jay</title><content type='html'>I got my first experience tonight of a little town called Jay. It seriously is little, with only one stop light, a subway, a chinese restaurant, gas station, and grocery store. Oh yeah, can't forget the new Dollar General. HAHA.... I had the pleasure of going with Bryan, to his church tonight, to see his dad being ordained as a Deacon. The very cool part is that his daddy, as he would say, just got saved about a year ago. It's so awesome to see how God answers prayers and changes lives. I felt very special to be able to attend that service with Bryan. Of course, all the people were extremely friendly, just as I would imagine. Jay isn't a bad town at all!!! I think I will go back to visit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3862972019097249748?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3862972019097249748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3862972019097249748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3862972019097249748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3862972019097249748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-to-jay.html' title='Welcome to Jay'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8910429758491692105</id><published>2009-01-18T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:19:20.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not really sure</title><content type='html'>Okay so if you know me, you know that I really don't care for Valentines Day. I think it's a holiday created for couples, therefore leaving everyone else to feel lonely. Why do we need a day to tell someone you love them? We should do that everyday! Anyways, I went to change my background and even thought I am not a fan of the holiday, I really found this one to be cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8910429758491692105?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8910429758491692105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8910429758491692105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8910429758491692105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8910429758491692105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/not-really-sure.html' title='Not really sure'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3980906811176052531</id><published>2009-01-10T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T14:53:12.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY!!!</title><content type='html'>I am very happy to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;announce&lt;/span&gt; that Erin bought a new wireless router, and I am sitting on the couch, blogging. I have not been able to do that for a long time!!! So I'm very excited!! Last night was a great night. After school, I went for a walk, then did some shopping at Target. Later I went to dinner with Charity,Peter, and Joe. It was great to hang out with good people. Then we went and watched 3:10 to Yuma. I am not a fan of western movies, but this one was really good.&lt;br /&gt; Then I sleep in today, which is the best feeling ever!!!! I got up, headed to my classroom for a few hours of work, then headed home. Once I got home I started cleaning and doing laundry. I am pretty excited about dinner b/c Danny is grilling steaks and vegetables!! Sounds so yummy, I can't wait!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3980906811176052531?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3980906811176052531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3980906811176052531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3980906811176052531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3980906811176052531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay.html' title='YAY!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8669638093704391650</id><published>2009-01-08T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:31:14.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Awhile</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, it's been awhile. I am frustrated because our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; has not been working, so I have not been able to blog like I typically do. I also have started back to work, which has kept me busy. While Christmas break, I got to go to New Orleans for a day. To be honest, I will be okay with just that one visit. It definitely was not my thing!  I have some pics from that trip but I will have to wait till my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; works. I really don't have much more to say, so I'll write later!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8669638093704391650?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8669638093704391650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8669638093704391650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8669638093704391650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8669638093704391650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-awhile.html' title='Been Awhile'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-5741039363138898899</id><published>2008-12-28T19:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T19:46:08.188-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHXeO6k5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bbCZZPvRlLI/s1600-h/100_2764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHXeO6k5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bbCZZPvRlLI/s400/100_2764.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285052631297463186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                                                  We were watching Hannah Montana 3D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHXNDT01I/AAAAAAAAAFI/yFDfK8BaJcI/s1600-h/100_2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHXNDT01I/AAAAAAAAAFI/yFDfK8BaJcI/s400/100_2753.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285052626685383506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Me and my cousin, Tiff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHWsHSZmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UI7mANidcvo/s1600-h/100_2735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHWsHSZmI/AAAAAAAAAFA/UI7mANidcvo/s400/100_2735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285052617843697250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                 Another 3D Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHWUtaeUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8ab3VJgu_-A/s1600-h/100_2682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHWUtaeUI/AAAAAAAAAE4/8ab3VJgu_-A/s400/100_2682.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285052611561158978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                     Huber family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been having a fabulous time at home! Here are just some pictures from my trip!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-5741039363138898899?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/5741039363138898899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=5741039363138898899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5741039363138898899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/5741039363138898899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVhHXeO6k5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/bbCZZPvRlLI/s72-c/100_2764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8143940452170078924</id><published>2008-12-26T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:04:30.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV9rGUX-cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mc5uCqxLwow/s1600-h/DSCN0072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284267917173062082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV9rGUX-cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mc5uCqxLwow/s400/DSCN0072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           Huber Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV9qymf_vI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_hWkWnfF08g/s1600-h/DSCN0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284267911880376050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV9qymf_vI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_hWkWnfF08g/s400/DSCN0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Me and my stocking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV9qV7W3UI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2lT_F5xjLxM/s1600-h/DSCN0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284267904183229762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV9qV7W3UI/AAAAAAAAAEg/2lT_F5xjLxM/s400/DSCN0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                   My family - Christmas Eve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I can't believe another Christmas has come and gone. Where is the time going? Christmas is my favorite time of the year! It full of family and traditions. I had a fabulous time with my family and once again I was on Santa's nice list:) It's been nice being home for a longer period of time. I have been able to hang out with my friends and just take it easy. This is just what the doctor ordered:) Coming back to Pensacola might be tough! But I know God has great things in store for 2009. I just can't wait!!&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/8600371573560003324-8143940452170078924?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8143940452170078924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8143940452170078924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8143940452170078924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8143940452170078924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-christmas.html' title='Another Christmas'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV9rGUX-cI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Mc5uCqxLwow/s72-c/DSCN0072.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-6765602356926294138</id><published>2008-12-26T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T16:51:09.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bang.. Bang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV6pxB3jKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kn9ZnYFpkIU/s1600-h/Sisters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264595743542434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV6pxB3jKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kn9ZnYFpkIU/s400/Sisters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV6pf2OUgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-ex2cSiNtUY/s1600-h/Amy+Shooting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264591131300354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV6pf2OUgI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/-ex2cSiNtUY/s400/Amy+Shooting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV6o5bxE8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Y5DpULUNe6o/s1600-h/Amy+Mean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284264580819784642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV6o5bxE8I/AAAAAAAAAEI/Y5DpULUNe6o/s400/Amy+Mean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                Don't mess with me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Today my father took me and my sister to the shooting range. We were very excited! I never knew how loud it was in there. As soon as we entered the room, me and my sister immeditaly  jumped due to other people shooting. It takes a little practice. I now know why, in some movies, people just keep shooting and never hit the villian. You really have to be calm and focus, keeping your eye on the target. We practiced for 30min. I was a head shooter. I wasn't playing around. I almost always shot the head of the target. So don't mess with me! :)&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/8600371573560003324-6765602356926294138?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/6765602356926294138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=6765602356926294138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6765602356926294138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/6765602356926294138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/bang-bang.html' title='Bang.. Bang..'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SVV6pxB3jKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/kn9ZnYFpkIU/s72-c/Sisters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4635859927219083198</id><published>2008-12-21T20:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:26:06.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends and Family = Good times</title><content type='html'>First of all, can I just say that it's freezing here. I thought it was cold in Florida but I was wrong. It was 15 Degree's today, and a coat doesn't even keep you warm. But insanely, I love it! it finally feels like Christmas. This morning I went to my parents church b/c it was my nieces &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; program. Her and her friend Katie sang a Christmas song by themselves, it was sweet. Then to my surprise, my dad preached the message this morning. He did a great job. He talked about how pretty our picture is of Christ's birth and honestly it really wasn't that way. Our King, Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Savior&lt;/span&gt;, Our Redeemer, The Chosen One, was born in a manger. A dirty, stinky place, and that's where He was born. Think about our president. He is treated top notch, first class, millions dollars spent on him for the best everything. Now think about our personal savior and how he came and how we remember and treat that gift he gave us. I am guilty of pushing it aside and watering down the awesomeness of it. My prayer would be that this season, His awesomeness is real to me, and He is in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;forefront&lt;/span&gt; on my mind and my heart!...... So all that came from my dad, and I thought it was great!! Then I took any amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; nap. After that I hung out with my very best friend. We always have a great time together! So, so far this vacation has been great!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4635859927219083198?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4635859927219083198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4635859927219083198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4635859927219083198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4635859927219083198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/friends-and-family-good-times.html' title='Friends and Family = Good times'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-3605708192691882397</id><published>2008-12-19T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:25:45.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No place like home!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!! I made it to Indiana safely. My flight left today at 4:30. I arrived in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Memphis&lt;/span&gt; at 5:30 and left for Evansville around 7:40. I was home by 8:35. I must say it's so much nicer than driving 9 hours. It finally feels like Christmas. It's so cold here and all the lights everywhere and oh yes, an actually Christmas tree. I am a little bitter about not having one this year in Pensacola, can you tell?  As soon as I walked into my parents house, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;twirled&lt;/span&gt;, and said "There's No Place Like Home", ain't that the truth. My mom made me some hot chocolate and we all watch Kirk Cameron. I can't wait to go to sleep in my old room and just sleep in as late as I want!! I am thrilled!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-3605708192691882397?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/3605708192691882397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=3605708192691882397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3605708192691882397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/3605708192691882397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-place-like-home.html' title='No place like home!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4688047591594679977</id><published>2008-12-14T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T14:33:29.442-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit of Christmas</title><content type='html'>Today was a huge day at our church. It was our annual Spirit of Christmas service.  This year we had Kirk Cameron as our guest speaker. I volunteered to work with the 3's and 4's. Before church started, Kirk came down to the nursery area, to meet the workers. We got our picture with him, you will see it soon. He had his son Jack with him, so while he was chatting with teachers, I chit chatted with him. I heard that the service went very well. I will get a DVD of it next weekend. There were over 4000 people. It was PACKED. I even heard that some people had to leave. Overall it was crazy, but went well.  I just can't wait to watch it!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4688047591594679977?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4688047591594679977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4688047591594679977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4688047591594679977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4688047591594679977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/spirit-of-christmas.html' title='Spirit of Christmas'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-1642472075231418387</id><published>2008-12-13T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:32:39.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Proud!</title><content type='html'>So I must say, I am pretty proud of myself. This morning was the Jingle Bell Run, which was a 5K. Students and teachers from my school were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;participating&lt;/span&gt;, so I decided to do it too. Well, I haven't run in over a month, so I decided from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;, that I would just walk it. Well when the race began, I just happen to be standing with the runners, so when they took off running, I took off to. I completed my first mile in 12 min. I also found my student, so we ran the rest of the race together. During our second and third mile we walked and ran some, but I was pretty dang proud. Now I know most people who run, only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;take&lt;/span&gt; around 25&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt; minutes and my time was much higher, but I am still proud! hopefully my next one I will be able to run the whole thing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight, I was asked walk with our church float in the parade. I had never been in one, so it sounded fun. Well we were the 74 float, so it literally took like an hour for us to start, that was not fun.. But once we started, it was fun. We threw out candy, beads, and cards for our church service tomorrow. I don't think I have ever said Merry Christmas so many times, but it was fun! Then to end the night, Me, Charity and Peter went to eat at Jerry's. It was yummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-1642472075231418387?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/1642472075231418387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=1642472075231418387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1642472075231418387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/1642472075231418387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-proud.html' title='I am Proud!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-4769641198376003457</id><published>2008-12-11T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T17:00:04.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORING</title><content type='html'>I am so bored!!!! Last night was very relaxing, with no plans. I even able to go to bed early! But now I have nothing to do tonight, so I'm getting bored. I was planning on working on the Home Makeover House, but we're not working tonight, therefore I have nothing to do. I even texted a few people but nothing. No one has texted me back. Ahhhhhhh, I'm goin crazy. So I thought I would complain to whoever reads this. HAHA  This weekend we are working on the house. Then next weekend I go home for Christmas. Can't believe it's already time for  that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-4769641198376003457?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/4769641198376003457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=4769641198376003457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4769641198376003457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/4769641198376003457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/boring.html' title='BORING'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8600371573560003324.post-8000489704123976415</id><published>2008-12-08T18:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:55:09.692-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Day!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cSPAyi4I/AAAAAAAAADc/FluUC5NOMRw/s1600-h/100_2723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616544173689730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cSPAyi4I/AAAAAAAAADc/FluUC5NOMRw/s400/100_2723.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                             "ME" time at the beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cRY6Fz2I/AAAAAAAAADU/fkdOnyheSsE/s1600-h/100_2731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616529650077538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cRY6Fz2I/AAAAAAAAADU/fkdOnyheSsE/s400/100_2731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Tori Larson, born today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cRDpjUjI/AAAAAAAAADM/86brgcZfDZw/s1600-h/100_2729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616523943563826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cRDpjUjI/AAAAAAAAADM/86brgcZfDZw/s400/100_2729.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               She looks like her sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cQV7O5iI/AAAAAAAAADE/GqDJA-ub1Vo/s1600-h/100_2726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616511669691938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cQV7O5iI/AAAAAAAAADE/GqDJA-ub1Vo/s400/100_2726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          Please don't bother, she says!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cQAK6JCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jBEtfVIqQx4/s1600-h/100_2725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277616505829860386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cQAK6JCI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jBEtfVIqQx4/s400/100_2725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        The Larson family,just keeps growing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  Today was the perfect day to take a personal day off. I did it b/c of my birthday. I decided that I deserved a day off, and little did &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I know&lt;/span&gt; my best friend, Brie would have her baby today. I slept in then went out to the beach for a little "me" time. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;journal&lt;/span&gt;, did my devotion, prayed, and listened to music. It was so relaxing. I had the whole beach to myself.  Then I came home and started and finished my Christmas cards. Then Tori was born at 11:15. She was 6lb, 7oz. It about killed me to wait till 5, to go visit. I hung out at the hospital from 5-7:30. Holding a baby is so contagious. I want one!! Just gotta wait for the right guy, maybe one day! But I am so happy for the Larson's. She is adorable!!  It was the best day!!&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8600371573560003324-8000489704123976415?l=amynikole.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/feeds/8000489704123976415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8600371573560003324&amp;postID=8000489704123976415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8000489704123976415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8600371573560003324/posts/default/8000489704123976415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://amynikole.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-day.html' title='The Best Day!!!'/><author><name>Amy Nikole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17673944348828140819</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/SPZWi2CNPrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZuNWZZjSQm8/S220/eppic.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LEZyyW_l2TU/ST3cSPAyi4I/AAAAAAAAADc/FluUC5NOMRw/s72-c/100_2723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
