<?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-7299536502828739686</id><updated>2012-02-09T07:43:43.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The REAL Dharma and Greg</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8473792396516501384</id><published>2011-12-18T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T19:35:19.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes you do learn from Reality TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYubfNLXH90/Tu6sbdEfpzI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pQ38I7_Kjfc/s1600/duggar.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYubfNLXH90/Tu6sbdEfpzI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pQ38I7_Kjfc/s400/duggar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687672967075440434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all. I don't actually watch "The Duggars." I tried once, but the sheer volume of children that couple had terrified me and I turned the station after two minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, on the facebook today I noticed someone posted an article about how Michelle Duggar took some controversial posthumous pictures of a child they recently miscarried.  I do have a few friends who have miscarried and taken similar pictures(actually it's the opposite of the Duggars those - the few sets of friends I know had  an incredibly hard time conceiving)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But, I realized when I saw these pictures of Michelle Duggar with the child that she miscarried that I've never actually seen the pictures of my friends miscarried babes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these pictures are powerful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obviously Tim and I don't have children. And if you know me well then you know that I have a more than healthy fear of being pregnant. But - I've often wondered about the connection that  a a mother has to an unborn child when she's pregnant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's understandable that I can't even fathom it. I obviously have a disconnect because I simply don't understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But this picture has changed my perception on a few things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Because there is a hand holding on to her hand. A perfectly formed tiny hand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On an end note. I believe fully and wholeheartedly that God loves the still born,  that God loves those who feel as though they shouldn't have a child, and that God loves the children who were never born. And that he loves us all equally. No matter what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-8473792396516501384?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8473792396516501384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-you-do-learn-from-reality-tv.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8473792396516501384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8473792396516501384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/12/sometimes-you-do-learn-from-reality-tv.html' title='Sometimes you do learn from Reality TV'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uYubfNLXH90/Tu6sbdEfpzI/AAAAAAAAAfI/pQ38I7_Kjfc/s72-c/duggar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1974302550474500579</id><published>2011-10-17T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:57:54.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Texas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-E0x--XKs8/TpxecZk1hMI/AAAAAAAAAes/sQu2AE9pLqQ/s1600/welcometotexas.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-E0x--XKs8/TpxecZk1hMI/AAAAAAAAAes/sQu2AE9pLqQ/s400/welcometotexas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664506273319978178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wellllllll.....we're here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-1974302550474500579?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1974302550474500579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/10/welcome-to-texas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1974302550474500579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1974302550474500579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/10/welcome-to-texas.html' title='Welcome to Texas!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B-E0x--XKs8/TpxecZk1hMI/AAAAAAAAAes/sQu2AE9pLqQ/s72-c/welcometotexas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7180946345149903520</id><published>2011-10-05T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T06:10:23.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Tidbit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"May the Lord direct your hearts into God's love and Christ's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perseverance&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-2 Thessalonians 3:5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How sweet it is to know that we're constantly being directed by the Lord into love and patience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-7180946345149903520?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7180946345149903520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/10/daily-tidbit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7180946345149903520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7180946345149903520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/10/daily-tidbit.html' title='Daily Tidbit'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-497438483636587418</id><published>2011-09-29T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T15:19:54.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big news for Team Reese</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Hello Friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to share with yall some exciting news for Team Reese (not a baby, don't get too excited). First of all, we have really loved being on Young Life staff here in Sarasota. This is an amazing community and we feel so blessed to have had the opportunity to do ministry here over this past year. However, over these past few months we've had an opportunity open up for us in Houston, Texas at River Pointe Church. Taking this job will allow to continue to do ministry and pay off debt faster, which will make things easier when we do decide to start a family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, a little over a week ago Tim accepted a position as a Youth Pastor at River Pointe church. And we're moving in 8 days. I know, absolutely nuts. Thankfully, Young Life is able to bring the amazing Alex Perez from Gainesville YL here to Sarasota right away to take over Tim's position, which is a huge answer to prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We would love your prayers as we make the transition into this next phase of our lives. We really want to finish strong here in Sarasota and start refreshed when we get to Houston. We would love prayers for community in our new city. We're really excited to embark on this next new chapter in our lives and we expect you all to come visit us frequently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So....Watch out Texas! Here we come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-497438483636587418?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/497438483636587418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-news-for-team-reese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/497438483636587418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/497438483636587418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/09/big-news-for-team-reese.html' title='Big news for Team Reese'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-374740338687662960</id><published>2011-09-26T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T13:38:18.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love some wedding invites</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVVC03Q-xr8/ToDicG7fFeI/AAAAAAAAAek/rF8wACtLgRI/s1600/tsalivo%2Bwedding%2Binvite.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVVC03Q-xr8/ToDicG7fFeI/AAAAAAAAAek/rF8wACtLgRI/s400/tsalivo%2Bwedding%2Binvite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656770104501671394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our sweet friends Tsilavo Ratsimbaharison(I love to type out his whole name) and Bess are getting married. I love this invitation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-374740338687662960?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/374740338687662960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-some-wedding-invites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/374740338687662960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/374740338687662960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/09/love-some-wedding-invites.html' title='Love some wedding invites'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VVVC03Q-xr8/ToDicG7fFeI/AAAAAAAAAek/rF8wACtLgRI/s72-c/tsalivo%2Bwedding%2Binvite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-3883362102020085340</id><published>2011-07-23T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T10:14:32.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESFw1x5ldW4/Tir9PfGgwGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ozo0FFEOSk8/s1600/269627_845692578344_21300361_41268937_8104485_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESFw1x5ldW4/Tir9PfGgwGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ozo0FFEOSk8/s400/269627_845692578344_21300361_41268937_8104485_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632592726468903010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's been a while. I do apologize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As part of my apology please accept this precious picture of Lily Schoenleber in a peep outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has happened. In a good way. Here's what Team Reese has been up to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A whirlwind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, we were gone from Mid-May to Mid-July.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Chick-fil-A Grand Opening in Oklahoma City. Experienced my first tornado watch/warning/whatever. We had go to hide out in an underground mall. Thankfully Mandy Brantley was there to soothe us all by showing cute picture of her children on her ipad. Oh, and there was a Chick-fil-A in the mall, and this CFA is a test market for sweet potato fries. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A scary, but delicious afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. Summer Assignment at Crooked Creek Ranch in Colorado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bTaT43AIadU/Tir8jN6ZtSI/AAAAAAAAAeM/hZ6rVcnUR_k/s400/283001_845691231044_21300361_41268918_6322758_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's Tim with baby Lily Schoenleber. In case you didn't know, Tim is often referred to as "The Baby Whisperer." His manly beard and soothing voice calms even the craziest of babies. When Tim wasn't baby whispering he was the male dining hall boss. Which is a crazy, but awesome job. Being on assignment is one of my favorite parts about being a staff wife. Living in community with amazing couples and sweet children. And, not having to cook or clean anything for a month. And seeing kids come to Christ and leaders really love on kids. And just simply being at Camp. Awesome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. A week in the South Carolina visitng our families. My friend Elizabeth informed me that we are lacking Trader Joes here because of a crazy hold that Publix has over distributorship in Florida. So, when we're home I like to stock up. A few favorites - Cornbread Mix, Baked Cheese Crunchies, Maple Agave Syrup, and some assorted dried fruits. Cheap and tasty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Home in Sarasota for a week, with our friend Katey Shelton staying with us! I made her ride double with me on the scooter everywhere. We pretended like we were tourists and went to all favorite places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. CAMP!!! At Windy Gap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rm3Fw4D75b0/Tir_wNM5uxI/AAAAAAAAAec/HsVJ_CqzE0w/s400/283981_845706345754_21300361_41269274_2120933_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We went on our FIRST Sarasota YL Camp trip...and it was epic! We took 12 kids and 4 leaders to a week of fabulousity. Wrangler breakfast, private Ryan Long concert, kids coming to know Jesus. And, we had 11 girls in our cabin...no one even brought a hair dryer. Seriously? Seriously? I've been a leader for quite a while and never have I had such a low maintenance awesome group of girls. Their goal...zip and sip every day. As in zipline and sippie. Every girl in our cabin blobbed, slid, zipped, swung, moutain biked, and everything else. Awesome. And the best part? Walls that had been built up over a long period of time were broken down and kids really started to see Jesus as personal and loving. Beautiful. That love of Christ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now...we're back! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And right this moment Tim is trying to make me watch a scary movie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yeah right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, that's what's going on with Team Reese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We love everyone out there in bloggie land.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-3883362102020085340?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/3883362102020085340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/07/life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3883362102020085340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3883362102020085340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/07/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ESFw1x5ldW4/Tir9PfGgwGI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ozo0FFEOSk8/s72-c/269627_845692578344_21300361_41268937_8104485_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-3153338409944231860</id><published>2011-05-12T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:47:07.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A double Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LF7sGeSPXM/TcvZfoXQVHI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WL5wEhF7S98/s400/68165_710966365754_21300361_39985631_6536866_n.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605813298626843762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It has come to my attention that my husband may or may not be leading a double life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; By day: Tim Reese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sarasota Young Life Area Director.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Father of our Sully Reese. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lover of bears and X Box Kinect Sports. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And by night...reality show star &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bert the Conquerer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dUI3TUEdUg8/TcvairyA1OI/AAAAAAAAAeA/MmIkzUa3zYg/s400/images%2B%25281%2529.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 102px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605814450595615970" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(bert)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kE4c8yz7hPE/TcvYz490sPI/AAAAAAAAAdo/sQyTwZScNM0/s400/IMG_3110.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605812547169333490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(tim)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3DZ5m-8fabc/TcvZfamUK-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/q8hJWARDKvA/s400/images.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 160px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605813294931913698" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(bert)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously.  I saw a commercial for this show the other day and it was a little scary to see my husband's doppleganger. He also looks a little like Duff James. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And apparently it's a cool reality show. He makes people have fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, maybe Bert the Conquerer is Tim Reese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If so, I hope that we're making good money off the show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-3153338409944231860?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/3153338409944231860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/05/double-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3153338409944231860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3153338409944231860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/05/double-life.html' title='A double Life.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0LF7sGeSPXM/TcvZfoXQVHI/AAAAAAAAAd4/WL5wEhF7S98/s72-c/68165_710966365754_21300361_39985631_6536866_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-4584537354758235362</id><published>2011-03-23T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T14:57:01.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Pops</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, the seven year old girl behind me at Starbucks told me that I HAD to try this new little tasty treat that Starbucks has on their menu. Cake pops. They come in three flavors: Birthday Cake, Tiramisu, and Rocky Road (her favorite flavor is Birthday Cake).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bite sized little bits of cupcake heaven.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--DS3jDFJ9_k/TYpr2SbgEQI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fLMtaF9XGvc/s400/dab3f6bee7874f1499fb497692d77166.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 143px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587396868110815490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdoc9BBSQTo/TYpr2D4FgAI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4xk1qrlBG6E/s1600/4c3175dc227c49bd8db1abbf3a819194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 325px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tdoc9BBSQTo/TYpr2D4FgAI/AAAAAAAAAcs/4xk1qrlBG6E/s400/4c3175dc227c49bd8db1abbf3a819194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587396864204177410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vaN3JDa04Q/TYpr2Al-WiI/AAAAAAAAAck/glSApSRwYo8/s1600/3c660693de564d6dae4329c56c8e4f86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5vaN3JDa04Q/TYpr2Al-WiI/AAAAAAAAAck/glSApSRwYo8/s400/3c660693de564d6dae4329c56c8e4f86.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587396863322905122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Soon I will attempt a recreation...i'll post on that later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-4584537354758235362?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/4584537354758235362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/03/cake-pops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/4584537354758235362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/4584537354758235362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/03/cake-pops.html' title='Cake Pops'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--DS3jDFJ9_k/TYpr2SbgEQI/AAAAAAAAAc0/fLMtaF9XGvc/s72-c/dab3f6bee7874f1499fb497692d77166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8631804426160479512</id><published>2011-02-07T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T20:24:20.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeyed Vanilla Almond Creamer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDBvHHQ2tI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Yv3VhlegKEs/s1600/IMG_2768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDBvHHQ2tI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Yv3VhlegKEs/s400/IMG_2768.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571165754164828882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, in case you didn't know...I drink a lot of coffee. Love it. Can't get enough. God created coffee and it is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I drink my coffee with a good amount of flavored creamer. Coffee Mate to be specific. However, recently I've felt like my creamer was very unnatural tasting. Perhaps because the first ingredient is high fructose corn syrup and I don't think there's actually any cream in creamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I decided to make my own. And it is definitely tastier than it's fake companions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honeyed Vanilla Almond Creamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup Half and Half&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Cup 2% Milk&lt;br /&gt;5 Tablespoons Honey&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Tablespoon Vanilla Extract&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Tablespoon Almond Extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDAXFUXo9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Ybh342uaCd0/s1600/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDAXFUXo9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Ybh342uaCd0/s400/IMG_2748.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164241854440402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measure out 1 cup of Half and Half and 1/2 Cup of 2% Milk. Really any percentage will work, I just happened to have 2% on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pour into a saucepan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5d54DsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/rHwBk8nKQ-w/s1600/IMG_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5d54DsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/rHwBk8nKQ-w/s400/IMG_2752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164832569757378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5inCB2I/AAAAAAAAAbU/CRV-31B4va8/s1600/IMG_2753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5inCB2I/AAAAAAAAAbU/CRV-31B4va8/s400/IMG_2753.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164833832896354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add in 5 Tablespoons of Honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5khUuuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/xRM_Q2ZdM3k/s1600/IMG_2755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5khUuuI/AAAAAAAAAbc/xRM_Q2ZdM3k/s400/IMG_2755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164834345827042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;stovetop&lt;/span&gt; to medium heat and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;whisk&lt;/span&gt; ingredients together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5_e1DbI/AAAAAAAAAbk/O30xHiYFXIc/s1600/IMG_2758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5_e1DbI/AAAAAAAAAbk/O30xHiYFXIc/s400/IMG_2758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164841583119794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add in 1/2 Tablespoon of Vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDBu-GB6XI/AAAAAAAAAcE/KUZP7PWDUxQ/s1600/IMG_2762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDBu-GB6XI/AAAAAAAAAcE/KUZP7PWDUxQ/s400/IMG_2762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571165751743736178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Add in 1/2 Tablespoon of Almond Extract.&lt;br /&gt;Continue to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;whisk&lt;/span&gt; ingredients together until the honey melts and the ingredients are well mixed.&lt;br /&gt;&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDBYRzxKBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rQIB5ZhXiqM/s1600/IMG_2765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDBYRzxKBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/rQIB5ZhXiqM/s400/IMG_2765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571165361898858514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brew your favorite kind of coffee in your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Keurig&lt;/span&gt;. (I couldn't resist. I got one for Christmas and I love love love it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDA5d54DsI/AAAAAAAAAbM/rHwBk8nKQ-w/s1600/IMG_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDAXMzAZBI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ifaDJFmPQJE/s1600/IMG_2769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDAXMzAZBI/AAAAAAAAAbE/ifaDJFmPQJE/s400/IMG_2769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571164243861988370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDAXFUXo9I/AAAAAAAAAa8/Ybh342uaCd0/s1600/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pour into your favorite cow creamer server and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Refrigerate&lt;/span&gt; the leftovers in a glass jar and shake before using.&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/7299536502828739686-8631804426160479512?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8631804426160479512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/02/honeyed-vanilla-almond-creamer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8631804426160479512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8631804426160479512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/02/honeyed-vanilla-almond-creamer.html' title='Honeyed Vanilla Almond Creamer'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TVDBvHHQ2tI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Yv3VhlegKEs/s72-c/IMG_2768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1019206945179627465</id><published>2011-02-06T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T16:50:33.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How could I not share?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1RnGqjSWNEk?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew and Ellie Holcomb. Love them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-1019206945179627465?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1019206945179627465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/02/fire-and-dynamite-drew-holcomb-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1019206945179627465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1019206945179627465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/02/fire-and-dynamite-drew-holcomb-and.html' title='How could I not share?'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1RnGqjSWNEk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8882107833620796485</id><published>2011-01-28T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T16:47:10.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to look forward to when we have kids....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I've been substituting the past couple days at an elementary school.&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of my favorite comments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid: "Mrs. Reese" (By the way, they all say Reese like Reeses Peanutbutter Cups)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Kid: Jonathan ate a post-it note.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Um. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it really doesn't compare to what happened to my friend Molly.&lt;br /&gt;While babysitting a little boy today he asked her if she would dig up his dead pet rat from the backyard so he could draw a picture of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-8882107833620796485?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8882107833620796485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-to-look-forward-to-when-we-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8882107833620796485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8882107833620796485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/01/things-to-look-forward-to-when-we-have.html' title='Things to look forward to when we have kids....'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6421813766601750334</id><published>2011-01-17T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T17:29:29.561-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Celebration of Martin Luther King Jr Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here is the story of Young Life's Southwind Camp in Ocklawaha, Florida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's fitting that this story would be told on MLK Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Back in the fall of 1971 Charlie Scott, an Area Director in Florida was taking high school kids to weekend camp. Young Life had no camp facilities in Florida at this time so here's what happened in the words of Charlie Scott.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It was on a bright Sunday morning, and I was in the camp manager's office, preparing to pay the bill when I was stunned by a comment he made. "Look out the window at that," he said, "You're bringing too many of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; here. We can't have you bringing so many of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;here from now on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I looked out the window all I saw was a teenage couple, an African-American young man with his arm around a white girl, walking to the dining hall in the middle of a crowd of their friends. After what the manager said I was in shock. I remember distinctly thinking, as I wrote out the check for the cost of the weekend, that this would be the last one I would ever write for this camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were highly committed to establishing urban ministries, right along with our suburban ministries which for years had been our mainstay of Young Life. The urban areas included primarily African-American kids, and we were taking more and more of them to camps right alongside our usually white suburban kids. Our commitment was for reaching every young person, black and white, rich or poor. We needed a place for camps where they could handle large numbers, and where everyone brought would be welcomed and accepted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;In March of 1972 the O.K. Dude Ranch was purchased and today is the Young Life property we all know at Southwind.&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/7299536502828739686-6421813766601750334?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6421813766601750334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-celebration-of-martin-luther-king-jr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6421813766601750334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6421813766601750334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/01/in-celebration-of-martin-luther-king-jr.html' title='In Celebration of Martin Luther King Jr Day.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-679062889704198601</id><published>2011-01-01T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T14:07:34.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated Tandem Bike</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dHVB-hWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5mnakIz1wqo/s1600/IMG_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a few years of loving usage on Sullys our tandem needed a little botox.&lt;br /&gt;We saw this gorgeous bike at a shop in Columbia and declared it our muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-a47MATSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WF9Ns-VT13o/s1600/IMG_2503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-a47MATSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WF9Ns-VT13o/s400/IMG_2503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557330767949876514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-a47MATSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WF9Ns-VT13o/s1600/IMG_2503.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, over the break Tim and his dad worked hard on restoring our bike to glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dHVB-hWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5mnakIz1wqo/s1600/IMG_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dHVB-hWI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5mnakIz1wqo/s400/IMG_2546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557333214428562786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dGlM3iUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/-_-Mx4hmepo/s1600/IMG_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dGlM3iUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/-_-Mx4hmepo/s400/IMG_2523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557333201589340482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dHDVLEYI/AAAAAAAAAZo/xbptzM3hnmM/s1600/IMG_2527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dHDVLEYI/AAAAAAAAAZo/xbptzM3hnmM/s400/IMG_2527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557333209677238658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dG6yKZhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/s8oxZL4Jizs/s1600/IMG_2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dG6yKZhI/AAAAAAAAAZg/s8oxZL4Jizs/s400/IMG_2525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557333207382910482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-dGlM3iUI/AAAAAAAAAZY/-_-Mx4hmepo/s1600/IMG_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-a47MATSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WF9Ns-VT13o/s1600/IMG_2503.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-679062889704198601?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/679062889704198601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/01/updated-tandem-bike.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/679062889704198601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/679062889704198601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2011/01/updated-tandem-bike.html' title='Updated Tandem Bike'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TR-a47MATSI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WF9Ns-VT13o/s72-c/IMG_2503.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6119620634772043333</id><published>2010-12-15T20:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T20:02:57.979-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from Team Reese!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkFDn2Hl0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/yHGYXhpJEHI/s1600/IMG_2252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkFDn2Hl0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/yHGYXhpJEHI/s400/IMG_2252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550973575504566082" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few Christmas pics from the Reeses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkETbvKoJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U3WV5f04CaU/s1600/IMG_2253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkETbvKoJI/AAAAAAAAAYs/U3WV5f04CaU/s400/IMG_2253.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550972747620458642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No tree:( But, we do have a nice wreath! A birdy wreath. Here's the closeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkDoc0rz7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Rbha1_bgUAI/s1600/IMG_2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkDoc0rz7I/AAAAAAAAAYk/Rbha1_bgUAI/s400/IMG_2285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550972009177665458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And below...our attempts at a family Christmas party,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkCuHUGSZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/v1uwAzTGjGo/s1600/IMG_2279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkCuHUGSZI/AAAAAAAAAYU/v1uwAzTGjGo/s400/IMG_2279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550971006971431314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkBZqviUMI/AAAAAAAAAYM/-7BSFmiz2Sk/s1600/IMG_2276.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkBZqviUMI/AAAAAAAAAYM/-7BSFmiz2Sk/s400/IMG_2276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550969556192874690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkBZGQJdmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/BgpYI0okE3Y/s1600/IMG_2273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkBZGQJdmI/AAAAAAAAAYE/BgpYI0okE3Y/s400/IMG_2273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550969546397546082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkCuVzCvPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/CI0_wLI8Kds/s1600/IMG_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkCuVzCvPI/AAAAAAAAAYc/CI0_wLI8Kds/s400/IMG_2280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550971010859318514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took our child a while to get it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-6119620634772043333?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6119620634772043333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-from-team-reese.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6119620634772043333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6119620634772043333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas-from-team-reese.html' title='Merry Christmas from Team Reese!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TQkFDn2Hl0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/yHGYXhpJEHI/s72-c/IMG_2252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1208590067986790328</id><published>2010-11-27T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T17:01:44.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roasted Pear Salad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TPGpogEQKOI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pm9Ug6bD3iw/s1600/R1455.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TPGpogEQKOI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pm9Ug6bD3iw/s400/R1455.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544399129537423586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TPGnJZMVOGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4jzC71X-aSo/s1600/baked_pear_salad.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TPGnJZMVOGI/AAAAAAAAAXw/4jzC71X-aSo/s1600/baked_pear_salad.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I made this salad.&lt;br /&gt;And it was delicious. So I had to share.&lt;br /&gt;Tim Reese used the word "creative" but he ate it. And he does not usually eat salad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 cup&lt;/span&gt; Balsamic Vinaigrette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1/3 cup&lt;/b&gt; brown sugar&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1/4 cup&lt;/b&gt; chopped pecans&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 oz&lt;/b&gt; blue cheese&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1/4 cup&lt;/b&gt; dried cherries&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; firm pears&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 tbsp&lt;/b&gt; fresh lemon juice&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td colspan="2"&gt;Mixed Baby Lettuces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;                       &lt;tr&gt;             &lt;td colspan="2" align="left" valign="top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.marzetti.com/images/spacer.gif" alt="" height="12" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;            &lt;/tr&gt;           &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;                      &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Preparation:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;           &lt;p&gt;Preheat oven to 375 degrees.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;DRESSING: Mix 3/4 cup &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Balsamic Vinaigrette Dressing&lt;/strong&gt; and sugar in a sauce pan. Cook over low heat just until the sugar has dissolved. Set aside.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;STUFFING: Place pecans in a skillet: toast over medium heat (watch  carefully as they burn easily). Set aside.  Mix cherries with toasted  pecans and blue cheese and set aside.&lt;/p&gt; PEARS: Peel pears. Slice pears in half lengthwise, remove cores from pears to  create a hole for filling. Trim a slice from bottom of each pear half to  allow them to sit upright in the baking dish. Place pears-- hole side  up--in a baking dish and sprinkle with lemon juice.  Spoon filling into  center of pears. Sprinkle 1 tbsp. of &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Balsamic Vinaigrette Dressing&lt;/strong&gt;  over each pear and pour remaining dressing around pears. Bake uncovered  until tender, (about 30 minutes); basting 3 or 4 times during baking  time (make sure to baste!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To assemble: clean and tear lettuce into bite size pieces and toss  with remaining &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Balsamic Vinaigrette Dressing&lt;/strong&gt;.   Arrange lettuce on salad plates; place a pear in center of each plate,  spoon pan drippings over top of each pear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-1208590067986790328?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1208590067986790328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/roasted-pear-salad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1208590067986790328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1208590067986790328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/roasted-pear-salad.html' title='Roasted Pear Salad'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TPGpogEQKOI/AAAAAAAAAX4/pm9Ug6bD3iw/s72-c/R1455.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2159672494421994630</id><published>2010-11-16T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T05:25:16.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Life Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOZ5TL9jvMI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kIBxKo9ugIE/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Young Life Update&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Tim Reese and I were brought here to lovely Sarasota (80 degrees today, eat your heart out Northerners) to start Young Life. First off, thank you everyone for your prayer. We covet your prayers. We still covet your prayers. There's no way we could be here without the support of everyone in Sarasota and our friends and family back home who care for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the first things Tim had to do was find leaders. We were actually told that finding leaders would be one of our biggest struggles because we aren't in a town with college students who would be interested in Young Life. So, we started out with Tim, myself, and our friends Robin and Greg. Out friends Eric and Stefan, both former rockstar leaders at FSU were added to the mix. And then we added Molly, who kids flock to like free milkshakes at Chick-fil-A. And most recently we added Katey, a student at Ringling. I pretty much want to be her when I grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWwyj6GK6I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b04ZvcJgpZc/s1600/481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWwyj6GK6I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b04ZvcJgpZc/s400/481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541029299228126114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWwUFGISbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z3DcEy28Fug/s1600/487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWwUFGISbI/AAAAAAAAAXI/z3DcEy28Fug/s400/487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541028775561021874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Our leader Greg - and his mustache, and Eric)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with coed Campaigners (think small groups) instead of traditional Young Life Club (think large group) so that we could cast vision for our high school friends for their own high school friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our first week, when we thought we would have no one, we actually had 6 kids at Campaigners - which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;And, the Lord has blessed us week after week with growth and with excitement.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Tim was able to be the chaplain of the Sarasota High Football team as well as the Riverview Basketball team (these are the two big high schools in Sarasota). This is awesome. It means that Tim gets to be on the field/court  for all of their games. It took our friend Jim who was the Area Director 13 years to become the chaplain for Manatee High. So, seeing how the Lord has opened doors for us has really been amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWvKKq2UOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nFohbWAytD8/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWvKKq2UOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nFohbWAytD8/s400/131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541027505746890978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we took 9 kids to Southwind for fall camp which is huge! Camp is a big deal for a new area because it gets our high school friends really excited and gives them a vision for what club looks like and really what Young Life in an area can look like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOZ2RKS-wbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4jooifqvcKE/s1600/196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOZ2RKS-wbI/AAAAAAAAAXY/4jooifqvcKE/s400/196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541246428719792562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWqLsvYb7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/mLX8HG1nyrg/s1600/504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWqLsvYb7I/AAAAAAAAAW4/mLX8HG1nyrg/s400/504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541022034514440114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanksgiving Olympics!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOMa1z9LY9I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ghoPN30qSrs/s1600/turkeybowling1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOMa1z9LY9I/AAAAAAAAAWw/ghoPN30qSrs/s400/turkeybowling1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540301478378038226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This week we had our Thanksgiving Olympics. Turkey Bowling. Bobbing for apples in corn. Sack Racing. Pie Eating Contest. And More.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know what  turkey bowling is let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;1. Black plastic sheeting covered with water and dawn dishwashing soap (think Slip-n-Slide)&lt;br /&gt;2. 10 Bowling pins at the end.&lt;br /&gt;3. 15 pound frozen turkey in lieu of bowling ball.&lt;br /&gt;4. Excited high school kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also had to explain turkey bowling to the 24 hour emergency vet.&lt;br /&gt;Because when you add our sweet, but easily excitable dog into the mix, things can get a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;And sweet little Sully got hit right in the head with a turkey when she got in the path of a kid bowling. That's right. Our dog. Hit in the head with a frozen turkey. Explain that to the vet.&lt;br /&gt;But, she is fine. She still crazy. No permanent brain damage(we don't think, but she is a dog, so who really knows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOZ5TL9jvMI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kIBxKo9ugIE/s1600/146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOZ5TL9jvMI/AAAAAAAAAXg/kIBxKo9ugIE/s400/146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541249762061434050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-2159672494421994630?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2159672494421994630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/young-life-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2159672494421994630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2159672494421994630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/young-life-update.html' title='Young Life Update!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TOWwyj6GK6I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/b04ZvcJgpZc/s72-c/481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2594114033746442734</id><published>2010-11-14T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T16:43:47.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little daily joy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/4Krky4i6Xk8/hqdefault.jpg)" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Krky4i6Xk8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4Krky4i6Xk8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This video brings joy to my soul. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-2594114033746442734?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2594114033746442734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/tropicana-advert-commercial-arctic-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2594114033746442734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2594114033746442734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/tropicana-advert-commercial-arctic-sun.html' title='A little daily joy.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-4214311081349836427</id><published>2010-11-05T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:50:12.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNRtjUsizjI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QqmMG_i5pxA/s1600/funny_motorcycle_santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNRtjUsizjI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QqmMG_i5pxA/s400/funny_motorcycle_santa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536170295563570738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's officially November.&lt;br /&gt;That means I can officially be excited about the upcoming Holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just to quote a line from one of the best movies ever...&lt;br /&gt;"Christmas. In Florida. What are we going to do? Decorate a palm tree?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;-Home Alone&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/7299536502828739686-4214311081349836427?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/4214311081349836427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-is-coming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/4214311081349836427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/4214311081349836427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/christmas-is-coming.html' title='Christmas is coming!!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNRtjUsizjI/AAAAAAAAAWE/QqmMG_i5pxA/s72-c/funny_motorcycle_santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-22697681975954348</id><published>2010-11-04T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T17:30:16.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Ode to Amtrak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNNMsquZjGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dt0puqOzDGg/s1600/amtrak.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNNLZvWltDI/AAAAAAAAAVk/AtvsRSEcxS8/s1600/inside_bullrider_western_wear.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNNLZS59CII/AAAAAAAAAVc/5vgohJAnQiA/s1600/amtrak+medical+escort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNNLZS59CII/AAAAAAAAAVc/5vgohJAnQiA/s400/amtrak+medical+escort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535851264912197762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, when I was trying to decide my mode of travel for Chris and Megan's wedding I first thought of flying. Or driving.&lt;br /&gt;But, I decided on the neverbefore taken elusive American train.&lt;br /&gt;So, I packed my leopard print snuggie and was ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say that the Laura Ingles Wilder Little House on the Prairie book series is like one of my favorites, favorites, favorites of all times.&lt;br /&gt;So, secretly when I think of train rides I really think of when Laura Ingles Wilder was riding the train with "Ma" and they rode to train to get to "Pa" and each child got a piece 1 cent candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe that's what I really expected, but here's what I got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still have conductors.&lt;br /&gt;I had a big seat all to myself.&lt;br /&gt;With lots and lots of legroom and a tray table.&lt;br /&gt;Wifi.&lt;br /&gt;Dining Cart.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I will have the cheese plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And surprisingly normal people.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently in California they put prisoners on trains to cart them to do work detail.&lt;br /&gt;But, the people on the train were great. Lots of people around my age.&lt;br /&gt;People that wanted to talk if you wanted to talk. People that wanted to go sit in the lounge cart and play cards. A group of 3 moms with a group of 12 year old girls who had just gone on a trip.&lt;br /&gt;A few precious babies who didn't even cry.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like on planes people usually stick to themselves. I've never seen people talk over the aisles or carry on real conversations for long periods of time.&lt;br /&gt;It was really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Even if Laura Ingles Wilder wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all in all riding the train is the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;It's also BYOB if you so desire.&lt;br /&gt;Next group trip...&lt;br /&gt;Party Train.&lt;br /&gt;For Real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNNMsquZjGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dt0puqOzDGg/s1600/amtrak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNNMsquZjGI/AAAAAAAAAVs/dt0puqOzDGg/s400/amtrak.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535852697235328098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-22697681975954348?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/22697681975954348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/normal-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/22697681975954348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/22697681975954348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/11/normal-november.html' title='An Ode to Amtrak.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TNNLZS59CII/AAAAAAAAAVc/5vgohJAnQiA/s72-c/amtrak+medical+escort.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6889001696496016776</id><published>2010-10-26T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T04:42:32.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love My Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/enpFde5rgmw/hqdefault.jpg)" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/enpFde5rgmw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/enpFde5rgmw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, I was watching some sort of news show last week and this sweet little segment came on about a new song that a new muppet on Sesame Street was singing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The creator of this new song and muppet is a a Sesame Street writer who has an adopted little girl from Africa. One day when he was with his daughter she was telling her father about how she hated her hair and wished she had "Princess Hair" aka long flowing blonde hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, he created this sweet little song and muppet for her and all the other little girls who feel like they didn't have beautiful hair to let them know how beautiful they indeed are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I.love.it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-6889001696496016776?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6889001696496016776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/sesame-streetsong-i-love-my-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6889001696496016776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6889001696496016776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/sesame-streetsong-i-love-my-hair.html' title='I Love My Hair'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-4280815719747401572</id><published>2010-10-19T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T21:00:12.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Jesus Said</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Go and take to heart the sense of these words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My desire is for mercy, not offerings:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for I have come not to get the upright, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but the sinners" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Jesus (Matthew 9:13 ESV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-4280815719747401572?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/4280815719747401572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-jesus-said.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/4280815719747401572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/4280815719747401572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/things-jesus-said.html' title='Things Jesus Said'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2728964766797135033</id><published>2010-10-12T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:16:30.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't help but pass on this little jewel.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TLUu5YL4YWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Yc1glSWxzSE/s1600/Picture-41.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527375680946856290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TLUu5YL4YWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Yc1glSWxzSE/s400/Picture-41.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I've been traveling around the country for some great Chick-fil-A store Grand Openings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We get put up in some great hotels, but, without fail...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hotel coffee is bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;real bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And early mornings + bad coffee = Difficult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously. Last week I bought some flavored creamer and even it couldn't disguise the bad taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways, I was at the Starbucks and they had these samples of their new Via instant flavored coffee that they're pushing like crazy right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I tried the Cinnamon-Spice flavor, and it was Delicious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And  I do not like Starbucks brewed coffee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, I bought myself a package of the Vanilla flavor. They also have Mocha and Caramel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, props to the Starbucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last week I was told that I looked tired. So let's hope that this doesn't happen this next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-2728964766797135033?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2728964766797135033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-help-but-pass-on-this-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2728964766797135033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2728964766797135033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-cant-help-but-pass-on-this-little.html' title='I can&apos;t help but pass on this little jewel.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TLUu5YL4YWI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Yc1glSWxzSE/s72-c/Picture-41.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1457144178637108177</id><published>2010-10-02T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T08:40:41.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hellooo Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdRhFZViaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jUHJVTkMdXM/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdRBi9nNlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7pIEqn-N1Os/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdRBi9nNlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7pIEqn-N1Os/s400/073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523472555000149586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdP4XafEjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/srrHg-9T07M/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite Saturday morning activities here in Sarasota is the Farmers Market. Fresh Vegetables, Fresh Pasta, Music, Crepes and Breakfast Burritos, people selling bumble bee costumes for dogs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's not to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one of my absolute favorite favorite parts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The double decker Java Dog bus. The bottom level is where they make the goodies and liquid gold aka their own roast of coffees and then you can eat upstairs. I love it. Oh, and it's really mobile. It doesn't live on this street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double Chocolate Chip muffin and Vanilla Latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdRhFZViaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jUHJVTkMdXM/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdRhFZViaI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jUHJVTkMdXM/s400/077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523473096819181986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdP4XafEjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/srrHg-9T07M/s1600/075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdP4XafEjI/AAAAAAAAAU8/srrHg-9T07M/s400/075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523471297769574962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tim looking down Main Street.&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/7299536502828739686-1457144178637108177?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1457144178637108177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/hellooo-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1457144178637108177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1457144178637108177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/10/hellooo-saturday.html' title='Hellooo Saturday.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKdRBi9nNlI/AAAAAAAAAVE/7pIEqn-N1Os/s72-c/073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-3158386542086559096</id><published>2010-09-28T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T19:07:08.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKKfKGZmUcI/AAAAAAAAAU0/k1XeQthm9SM/s1600/starbucks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKKfKGZmUcI/AAAAAAAAAU0/k1XeQthm9SM/s400/starbucks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522151088975139266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-3158386542086559096?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/3158386542086559096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3158386542086559096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3158386542086559096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-it.html' title='Love it.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TKKfKGZmUcI/AAAAAAAAAU0/k1XeQthm9SM/s72-c/starbucks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-9141528603192887217</id><published>2010-09-15T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T13:26:19.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deliciousness. Seriously.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TJJ9YtRqzyI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nehrnoimbiE/s1600/BananaFritters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TJJ9YtRqzyI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nehrnoimbiE/s400/BananaFritters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517610356906315554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you didn't know, I'm kindof obsessed with Top Chef. And any sort of fritter. I love them.&lt;br /&gt;This recipie from last week looked amazing. I'm sad that my favorite contestant Tiffany didn't make it to the final three, but it's all good. Anyways, I've put a link to a video at the bottom that shows you how to make these delicious banana fritters step by step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batter:&lt;br /&gt;2 cup flour&lt;br /&gt;2 TBS black and white sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;3 TBS sugar&lt;br /&gt;salt to taste&lt;br /&gt;1 TBS honey&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of hoppy pale ale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mix above ingredients until thoroughly incorporated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bananas:&lt;br /&gt;Large bananas cut into 1-inch medallions&lt;br /&gt;Sambal Oelek or similar chili paste&lt;br /&gt;wooden skewers for serving&lt;br /&gt;2 TBS cinnamon mixed with 4 TBS granulated sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of vegetable oil heated to 350 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brush banana medallions with a little bit of sambal chili paste; then spear medallions on skewers and dip in batter to coat. Dunk the coated medallions in the hot oil and fry for about 1 minute, or until the fritters become puffy and golden brown. Transfer fritters to a paper-towel-lined tray and sprinkle them while hot with cinnamon and sugar mixture. To finish, put a dollop of chili paste on a plate and place fritters on top. Sprinkle with powdered sugar and enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bravotv.com/top-chef/top-recipe"&gt;Top Chef - Custom Video Players - Top Recipe - Top Recipe Bravo TV Official Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-9141528603192887217?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/9141528603192887217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/deliciousness-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/9141528603192887217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/9141528603192887217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/deliciousness-seriously.html' title='Deliciousness. Seriously.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TJJ9YtRqzyI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nehrnoimbiE/s72-c/BananaFritters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-9076323407882025816</id><published>2010-09-14T07:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T07:15:21.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to wear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DEyRoKjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_ESwkKbFr1Q/s1600/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DEyRoKjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_ESwkKbFr1Q/s400/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B8b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516772186790570546" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love these dresses from the Atelier Versace Fall 2010 Collection. It makes me want to walk the red carpet so that I can wear one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DEyRoKjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_ESwkKbFr1Q/s1600/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B8b.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DEsQlP_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/fCA-1P_NXqw/s1600/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DEsQlP_I/AAAAAAAAAT8/fCA-1P_NXqw/s400/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516772185175572466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DEdJ5iGI/AAAAAAAAAT0/P-yQbUbr0P0/s1600/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B3b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DDocziSI/AAAAAAAAATk/tFoZgWEOe_8/s400/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B2b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516772166973229346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-9076323407882025816?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/9076323407882025816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-to-wear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/9076323407882025816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/9076323407882025816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-to-wear.html' title='I want to wear.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TI-DEyRoKjI/AAAAAAAAAUE/_ESwkKbFr1Q/s72-c/Atelier%2BVersace%2BFall%2B2010%2B8b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-388446532661361067</id><published>2010-09-09T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T10:18:53.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Loves Strippers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TIkV8BKqq3I/AAAAAAAAATc/nwpo6c3nt18/s1600/shapeimage_1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TIkV8BKqq3I/AAAAAAAAATc/nwpo6c3nt18/s400/shapeimage_1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514963339541392242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I heard about an amazing ministry the other day called &lt;a href="http://www.jesussaidlove.com/JesusSaidLove/OUR_STORY.html"&gt;"Jesus Said Love"&lt;/a&gt; started by a couple in Waco, Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_3"&gt;Why JESUS SAID LOVE? Simply  put, Brett &amp;amp; Emily didn’t want to isolate their ministry to the sex  industry.  The burden was for the MARGINALIZED.  The vision for JESUS  SAID LOVE is to reach out to the marginalized...those whom the church  has missed either because of ignorance or negligence.  Our outreaches  will be defined by people groups.  And the first people group was  already happening.  STRIPPERS.  We decided to define our outreaches with  the phrase “JESUS LOVES.....” and that’s how JESUS LOVES STRIPPERS came  to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's an amazing story. I am so encouraged by this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 1px; line-height: 1px; text-align: center;" class="tinyText"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;Donna Part One - by Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;Brett and I were leading  worship in Arlington last weekend and I got a text Sat. night that  Donna, a dancer whom we had given a baby shower for recently, had given  birth. The text said that as they pulled the baby out via C-Section,  they also pulled on her bladder and it was torn. She immediately began  hemorrhaging…they had to do an emergency repair surgery on her bladder.   (Background: During her last c-section a doctor "cut" her bladder by  accident which resulted in a lot of scar tissue. Scar tissue and all the  tugging is the reason her bladder tore this time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;The doctors told her that  she could have NO MORE KIDS, that if she did get pregnant she would die  giving birth.  She is 25 and began birthing children at 16....a set of  twins who are now adopted, two other children and now this new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;I went to see her Sunday  night at 8pm to find her with her beautiful baby boy, perfectly healthy.  She, on the other hand..in not so great condition. 18 staples in her  stomach, a catheter which was draining a mixture of blood and urine, and  a drain bag pulling fluid off of her stomach from the surgery.   Obviously, she was going to have a long recovery. Not only that but  there were NO FAMILY MEMBERS there to care for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;We talked a lot and I  helped her with the new baby, changing diapers, helping her figure out  feeding, etc.  It was pretty surface.  We talked about her life and I  got a lot of background story on her.  She got to hear about Brett and  my girls and she made the comment of how she wished she had a husband  like that (Brett was at home watching the girls while they had a  girlfriend over for a slumber party!!!! a good man!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;She then told me how much  she was in physical pain and how she just wanted to take a shower...she  had not showered since Friday, the day of her surgery.  She called a  friend but she could not come shower her.  At that point I said, "You  really would feel better if you could take a hot shower and get cleaned  up. I could help you if you wanted me to."  (I really didn't think she'd  take me up on this offer being that I barely knew her well and this was  our first long visit.)  She jumped at the offer and said.... "Are you  sure you don't mind? Well, I don't have shampoo and conditioner or a  gown either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;So...I drive home to get  supplies…it's now 10pm, and I couldn't believe I was about to bathe her.  I prayed on my way back that the Lord would help me get over any  discomfort and just focus on meeting her needs and that somehow this  would open up a great conversation for us!  I return with the goods in  hand and immediately we begin the process of getting her ready. She  needs help walking, draining her catheter and measuring the fluid…then  also checking on her other drain bag.  She starts the water running and  gets in.  I begin to take the shower nozzle and get her covered in good,  clean, warm water.  She is trying to relax but is scared, not of me but  of the pain and of all the incisions she has. She's directing me:   "Hand me the soap please.  Will you wash my legs and feet?  Can you see  the incision and make sure you wash it good too but be gentle."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;This is SUCH an intimate  moment and all I can think about is how I would ONLY do this with my  husband, mother, sister or very best friend.  But she is unfiltered in  the area of modesty and is not uncomfortable with that at all...she's  taken her clothes off so many times before, this is no huge deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;As I begin to wash her  hair, I'm reminded of earlier in the day when a friend came over and we  began to talk about the work God was doing in our city and how she had  been directed to pray specifically for JSL. She told me of a service at  her church where they gathered in the parking lot and the pastor had  talked about being "wet or soaked" with the Holy Spirit. He talked about  being able to truly feel the presence of the Spirit and that it is  filled with joy. He brought out a water hose and began to drench the  congregation as an illustration. At first it was just the kids who ran  up and wanted to "get wet" but then families and adults came to play,  laugh and just "let go" of their inhibitions. The joy was contagious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;As the water was pouring  down Donna's head I began to pray in my spirit that the Lord would  indeed drench her with the Holy Spirit. That as I washed her, her  inhibitions toward God would flee and that Jesus would clean and wash  every part of her wounded soul. It was a beautiful picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;After I dried her off and helped her to get dressed, I asked if I could pray for her and her new son.  She said “sure”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;I prayed for the baby. Then  I moved toward Donna, she extended her arms so I would hug her close. I  hugged her for a while then released to take a breath and hold her  hands tight.  I began to pray "Wonderful Father, I bring Donna before  you as your precious creation who you long to have a relationship  with...." she begins to sniffle… "would you allow her now to know you  are near, to feel your Spirit's presence and to heal the bleeding in her  bladder"…at this point, she begins shaking pretty hard.  I paused to  open my eyes and check to see if she was ok, her little legs were just  wobbling.  I could only conclude that the Holy Spirit must be reaching  her.  I start again, "Lord in Jesus name, would you do all that we've  asked and allow her to know your provision far more than any family, man  or job could ever do.....Amen".  I'm sure I prayed more but that's the  gist of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;After that she broke and  began to bawl.  She just kept saying, "my mom should be here doing this,  not you. I'd not even have a baby bed if it wasn't for you (referring  to the JSL shower and the bed we got her)."  I told her that all of that  was so that the Lord could show His provision for her. That if she  would trust Him in faith, that He would do a better job than anyone ever  could.  (Donna has a "sugar daddy", who is married with a family but  pays ALL of her bills).  She told me that she did realize that and that  she didn't like to be dependent upon the “Sugar Daddy”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;As I left (at midnight) I  told her that I was believing God would let her be released on Monday  and she'd get to go home.  She did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;The next day, some of our JLS team members visited Donna and they had a good visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;Please pray for Donna’s  heart to continue to soften, for the Lord to do a mighty work in her  life (both physically and emotionally) and that she would come to a  personal relationship with Christ. She is open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;Donna Part 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0pt; text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style"&gt;You may remember reading a story we posted about a dancer named Donna whom we've been in relationship with for a while. As a matter of fact, it’s &lt;span class="style_1"&gt;Donna’s&lt;/span&gt;  feet that are on the image that has become the visual recognition of  Jesus Loves Strippers.  Well, there's an amazing update that you must  read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style"&gt;We hadn’t heard from &lt;span class="style_1"&gt;Donna&lt;/span&gt; in some time.  In the past we had been working with her on job prospects and such.  But then communication stopped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style"&gt;About a week ago, the phone rang and it was &lt;span class="style_1"&gt;Donna&lt;/span&gt;.  It was good to hear her voice.  She told us she had been in jail for the past 30+ days and had just been released.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style"&gt;She told us about her  experience in jail...that she was visited frequently by a little old  lady who wore extreme blue eyeshadow.  The lady would come to the jail  and talk with the inmates about Jesus.  She would lead Bible studies and  tell the women who would listen about Jesus.  And &lt;span class="style_1"&gt;Donna&lt;/span&gt; was one of those women who listened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;Donna&lt;span class="style_2"&gt; told us she was really ready to make a change...that she wanted more for her life and for her kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;We  asked her if she felt like she had begun a relationship with Jesus while  in jail, but she wasn’t sure and really didn’t fully understand what  that meant.  So we talked some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;She then asked if she could go to church with us. Of course!  So, on Sunday morning, Emily drove to pick up &lt;/span&gt;Donna&lt;span class="style_2"&gt; and her kids.  Prior to Emily showing up, &lt;/span&gt;Donna&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;  had called and asked if it was alright to bring a friend of hers...who  just happened to be another dancer whom we had met during previous Jesus  Loves Strippers outreaches.  Of course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;Emily, &lt;/span&gt;Donna&lt;span class="style_2"&gt; and kids, and &lt;/span&gt;Tami&lt;span class="style_2"&gt; arrived at church ready to see.  And by the end of the worship time, &lt;/span&gt;Donna &lt;span class="style_2"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;Tami&lt;span class="style_2"&gt; SAW JESUS.  At the end of the message, our pastor offered a response time and both &lt;/span&gt;Donna &lt;span class="style_2"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;Tami responded!  &lt;span class="style_2"&gt;They  told me that they had NEVER prayed like that before or heard about  praying for Jesus to come into your heart!  wow. Sincerely a first time  experience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;He then asked if anyone was  ready to walk with Jesus that they come to the front after the  service...that he wanted to pray with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="paragraph_style_1"&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;So the service ended and both &lt;/span&gt;Donna &lt;span class="style_2"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;Tami&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;  were ready to head to the front! Emily walked them both to meet our  pastor. He prayed with them and answered some of their questions.  At  the conclusion he asked if they had anymore questions for him.  &lt;/span&gt;Tami&lt;span class="style_2"&gt; spoke up and said, “&lt;/span&gt;um, i heard them say something about choir, could i join choir? i sing good." &lt;span class="style_2"&gt;His response....YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                 &lt;span class="style_2"&gt;Jesus Loves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;Donna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;!  And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&gt;Tami!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style_2"&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/7299536502828739686-388446532661361067?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/388446532661361067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/jesus-loves-strippers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/388446532661361067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/388446532661361067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/09/jesus-loves-strippers.html' title='Jesus Loves Strippers'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TIkV8BKqq3I/AAAAAAAAATc/nwpo6c3nt18/s72-c/shapeimage_1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-136202591880636551</id><published>2010-08-25T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T13:55:06.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Made It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/THWCW6qPoqI/AAAAAAAAATE/9IPcKPSHd6o/s1600/341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/THWCW6qPoqI/AAAAAAAAATE/9IPcKPSHd6o/s400/341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509453049372844706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Bloggerland, Team Reese has made it to Sarasota!&lt;br /&gt;We apologize for our lack of blogging recently, however, we promise to return soon with a full update on our new life in our new city.&lt;br /&gt;Until then..enjoy this nice picture of me and Sully at the dog beach.&lt;br /&gt;That's right.&lt;br /&gt;Dog beach.&lt;br /&gt; In the middle of the day. Without a special colored collar.&lt;br /&gt;They don't even have to be on leashes.&lt;br /&gt;Eat your heart our Isle of Palms/Sullys/Folly.&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/7299536502828739686-136202591880636551?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/136202591880636551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-made-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/136202591880636551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/136202591880636551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-made-it.html' title='We Made It!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/THWCW6qPoqI/AAAAAAAAATE/9IPcKPSHd6o/s72-c/341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6688670121959473472</id><published>2010-07-23T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T08:06:51.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colbyisms.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TEmu9c2_A5I/AAAAAAAAASs/gWgzYaEHVmE/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TEmu9c2_A5I/AAAAAAAAASs/gWgzYaEHVmE/s400/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497117190924469138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was talking with my 7 year old cousin Colby the other day.&lt;br /&gt;(Precious. I know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about babies. Don't read into that. I'm not pregnant, 7 year olds just like to talk about everything.&lt;br /&gt;Here was a conversation highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Me: Colby, if I do have a baby one day what should I name it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Colby: Michael Jackson, no wait! CJ Spiller&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What if it's a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Colby: Miss. CJ Spiller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7299536502828739686-6688670121959473472?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6688670121959473472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/07/colbyisms.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6688670121959473472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6688670121959473472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/07/colbyisms.html' title='Colbyisms.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TEmu9c2_A5I/AAAAAAAAASs/gWgzYaEHVmE/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-16932235114864365</id><published>2010-07-14T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T06:31:50.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More of my talented friends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD270R0tBsI/AAAAAAAAASY/aX2E66dxfxo/s1600/lulie4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD270R0tBsI/AAAAAAAAASY/aX2E66dxfxo/s400/lulie4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493753627273922242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just love my sweet friend Lulie Martin Wallace. And her amazing art.&lt;br /&gt;Super talented and loves what she does.&lt;br /&gt;Here's her &lt;a href="http://luliemartinart.tumblr.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27z7crcPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pnuGGuK6G4o/s1600/lulie3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27z7crcPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/pnuGGuK6G4o/s400/lulie3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493753621267575026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27zmw-6LI/AAAAAAAAASI/lR7hC_DVUYw/s1600/lulie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27zmw-6LI/AAAAAAAAASI/lR7hC_DVUYw/s400/lulie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493753615715592370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27zGSXO5I/AAAAAAAAASA/8bC1ra8wltI/s1600/lulie1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27zGSXO5I/AAAAAAAAASA/8bC1ra8wltI/s400/lulie1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493753606997228434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27yhXG7zI/AAAAAAAAAR4/o0jLLQJisaQ/s1600/lulie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD27yhXG7zI/AAAAAAAAAR4/o0jLLQJisaQ/s400/lulie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493753597085019954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-16932235114864365?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/16932235114864365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-of-my-talented-friends.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/16932235114864365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/16932235114864365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/07/more-of-my-talented-friends.html' title='More of my talented friends.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD270R0tBsI/AAAAAAAAASY/aX2E66dxfxo/s72-c/lulie4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-866474910218620211</id><published>2010-07-14T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T06:26:13.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Checks in the Mail....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD236ZeAX8I/AAAAAAAAARw/bmAshuuluCM/s1600/blank_check_film.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD236ZeAX8I/AAAAAAAAARw/bmAshuuluCM/s400/blank_check_film.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493749334358908866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I admit.&lt;br /&gt;I was skeptical.&lt;br /&gt;I doubted God on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;Recently Tim and I had a great conversation about importance of tithing with a couple that we're friends with. It really led us to ask some questions about our life such as&lt;br /&gt;"Do we really trust that God is in complete control and if so, is that shown in our relationship with money in particular our tithing(or sometimes lack of tithing)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our friends also told us about receiving checks in the mail, and when I went to Bethel they prayed for checks in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I was like.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;How does that work?&lt;br /&gt;How do you just receive checks in the mail?&lt;br /&gt;All we receive in the mail are bills and wedding invitations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.then.it.happened.&lt;br /&gt;Tim and I had set out our budget for the next two weeks and after tithing knew that we would be short $75. We really debated not tithing, but decided that God was bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then. That day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rebate check to Tim for $50 from Firestone for buying new tires.&lt;br /&gt;And a reimbursement to me for $25.87 from something that was over a year old.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the next day we tried to pay our car insurance bill and it had dropped by $185.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;For checks in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Joel Osteen did not endorse this prosperity gospel message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-866474910218620211?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/866474910218620211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/07/checks-in-mail.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/866474910218620211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/866474910218620211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/07/checks-in-mail.html' title='Checks in the Mail....'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TD236ZeAX8I/AAAAAAAAARw/bmAshuuluCM/s72-c/blank_check_film.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1362201731631608254</id><published>2010-06-27T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T07:54:37.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not your granny's florals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlVexEVcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/WeP9lSQ3i3w/s1600/firtree_blackwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlVexEVcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/WeP9lSQ3i3w/s400/firtree_blackwhite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487466090684765634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whenever I think of Wallpaper the images that pop into my mind are granny florals and pastel seashells. But, I love this wallpaper from &lt;a href="http://www.fermlivingshop.us"&gt;Ferm Living&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They're inspired by many places - Scandinavian nature, flea markets and from  trips around the world - featuring designs combining graphic patterns,  vintage throwbacks and unique modern touches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, Happy Sunday! Enjoy the Pretty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlVLy0GLI/AAAAAAAAARI/qBW3ZrG8Zaw/s1600/familytree_petrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlVLy0GLI/AAAAAAAAARI/qBW3ZrG8Zaw/s400/familytree_petrol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487466085591816370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlLCXkNvI/AAAAAAAAARA/xbBSf3dD3tM/s1600/wildflower_bronze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlLCXkNvI/AAAAAAAAARA/xbBSf3dD3tM/s400/wildflower_bronze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487465911262918386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlK1_dEyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-nPTrWrA0y0/s1600/treebomb_purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlK1_dEyI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/-nPTrWrA0y0/s400/treebomb_purple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487465907940561698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlKaBGTzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/NMFoQ6y7WiY/s1600/ribbed_turquoisegold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlKaBGTzI/AAAAAAAAAQw/NMFoQ6y7WiY/s400/ribbed_turquoisegold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487465900431265586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdk-L8c94I/AAAAAAAAAQo/sY8Xoy3yoT8/s1600/wilderness_whitegold.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdk-L8c94I/AAAAAAAAAQo/sY8Xoy3yoT8/s400/wilderness_whitegold.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487465690495252354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdk9n4x3iI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XU9t3Vw5_ds/s1600/forestflower_silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdk9n4x3iI/AAAAAAAAAQg/XU9t3Vw5_ds/s400/forestflower_silver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487465680816168482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdk9Rp5drI/AAAAAAAAAQY/SFNsCq2T0MM/s1600/familytree_silver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdk9Rp5drI/AAAAAAAAAQY/SFNsCq2T0MM/s400/familytree_silver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487465674848171698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdkwOgz2KI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/R9i9ehm8Yfs/s1600/retro_leaves_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdkwOgz2KI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/R9i9ehm8Yfs/s400/retro_leaves_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487465450666449058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-1362201731631608254?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1362201731631608254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-your-grannys-florals.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1362201731631608254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1362201731631608254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/06/not-your-grannys-florals.html' title='Not your granny&apos;s florals.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TCdlVexEVcI/AAAAAAAAARQ/WeP9lSQ3i3w/s72-c/firtree_blackwhite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1162055642805741440</id><published>2010-06-09T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T11:12:55.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hello blog.... there you are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TB5ZmZ0Lz7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/egrmIR9q0Pw/s1600/1th+May+prickley+pear+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TBos7J1gVeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BPEsICfOFLI/s1600/pics12+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TBos7J1gVeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BPEsICfOFLI/s400/pics12+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483744891041240546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's been a crazy couple of months.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of big news.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, not a lot of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beginning August 1st Team Reese will officially be residents of the Sunshine State,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Florida here we come!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;" &gt;It's been amazing to  watch the Lord work through this whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of you  know we initially interviewed at for a position in New Orleans but  really felt that the Lord wasn't calling us to New Orleans, and in the  weeks following that decision the Lord has totally affirmed that  decision. This was huge because we really loved the city itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in order for us to interview in New Orleans Tim  essentially had to give up his job as the Lake Murray staff person, so  that role could be filled (which, it was filled by our great friend  Jonathan King and we're so excited for the future of Lake Murray). But,  that left us out of the job come August if we didn't get picked up by  another area, which at this point there was nothing available in the  Carolinas or Georgia region. This was hard for us because Tim has felt  such a calling to Young Life staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But moving on, Tim was introduced to Frank, the Regional Director of  Florida Young Life when he was at Assigned Team training for his summer  camp assignment at Southwind. Frank began working with Tim to see if he  could place Tim in an area in the Florida region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;  is actually a startup area, which means that they don't have Young Life. But, there were adults interested in having Young Life  in &lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;. These adults had been meeting with  the Area Director of nearby Bradenton, FL for a while and were eager to  have Young Life come to &lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;. So, Frank  went and met with these interested adults to pitch the idea of having a  staff person come to start Young Life in &lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;.  But, he also told them that before a staff person could come they had  to form an official Young Life committee with seven couples on it and  raise $35,000. They walked away from that meeting with eight couples and  in a week and a half raised $25,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is amazing. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;" &gt;We could definitely  see the Lord's hand all over this process. And, I think as soon as we  saw that fishing, golfing, and going out on a boat were all a part of  the interview process the deal was sealed. The committee was really  amazing. People that I would want to hang out with on a regular basis  who were really excited about Young Life. But, they also really cared  about us as people. In our interview we got asked questions like "How  can we help you not get burnt out if you move here" and "How do you plan  on strengthening your marriage and not get too busy for one another."  Which are really great things to hear, because it sets a precedent that  they don't expect all of our time, or for our whole lives to be about  Young Life.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;" &gt;Also, we really loved &lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;. Great beaches(which are perfect for  visitors, because &lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;'s tourist season is  during the winter), SuperTarget. Publix galore. There's a branch of IHOP  church is in &lt;span class="il"&gt;Sarasota&lt;/span&gt;. Tons of cute, local  restaurants and shops. And a Ritz Cartlon. Which is probably where we'll  live. In the penthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;" &gt;Nothing is without  it's challenges - we we will have to continue fundraising pretty hard  these next few months, but the Lord has already been at work in big  ways, and we're excited for the challenges. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms,sans-serif;" &gt;But, thank you  guys so much for all of your prayers! We love yall and can't wait for  everyone to come visit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TB5ZmZ0Lz7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/egrmIR9q0Pw/s1600/1th+May+prickley+pear+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TB5ZmZ0Lz7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/egrmIR9q0Pw/s400/1th+May+prickley+pear+163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484919912483508146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note.&lt;br /&gt;When our friend Emily found out we were moving to Florida she told Tim that I better load up on the sunscreen.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;Adventures of  fair-skinned girl.&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/7299536502828739686-1162055642805741440?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1162055642805741440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-hello-blog-there-you-are.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1162055642805741440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1162055642805741440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-hello-blog-there-you-are.html' title='Oh hello blog.... there you are.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/TBos7J1gVeI/AAAAAAAAAPo/BPEsICfOFLI/s72-c/pics12+035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8457152365111715292</id><published>2010-04-09T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T09:42:57.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Etsy Burlap Designs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vv6f7J8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/avf7x5wONjU/s1600/burlap3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was looking through Etsy for a few things for our home and came across a few burlap table runners that I fell in love with. Which, of course led me to search through all things burlap. I just really love the texture of burlap and love it when beautiful things are made out of something so rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vv6f7J8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/avf7x5wONjU/s1600/burlap3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vv6f7J8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/avf7x5wONjU/s400/burlap3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458344879832377282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where it all started.I really love this burlap and jute table runner from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/SouthHouseBoutique"&gt;South House Boutique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vnbM6rGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/m1dRtZYomVc/s1600/burlap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vnbM6rGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/m1dRtZYomVc/s400/burlap2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458344733992201314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this bib necklace by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/SEWNBYDCC"&gt;Sewn by DCC&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_xYeQ0SzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/P4voWiySydI/s1600/burlap6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_xYeQ0SzI/AAAAAAAAAPg/P4voWiySydI/s400/burlap6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458346676139084594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun purse by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/aeolistdesign"&gt;Aeolist  Design&lt;/a&gt;. I like that they dyed the burlap yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_v41BLuZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ovVJwLqygKg/s1600/burlap5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_v41BLuZI/AAAAAAAAAPY/ovVJwLqygKg/s400/burlap5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458345032980085138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun little Wine Bottle Holders from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/SouthHouseBoutique"&gt;South House Boutique&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_v00alt8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Ax4B0ErMkhE/s1600/burlap4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_v00alt8I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Ax4B0ErMkhE/s400/burlap4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458344964098734018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What would Etsy be without all the bird motifs? Pillow by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/nextdoortoheaven"&gt;Next Door to Heaven&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vv6f7J8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/avf7x5wONjU/s1600/burlap3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vrvsOaOI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fKSOjo_N_-s/s1600/burlap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vrvsOaOI/AAAAAAAAAPA/fKSOjo_N_-s/s400/burlap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458344808211704034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finishing up with another table runner which would look great in my dining room.&lt;br /&gt;Table Runner by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/aeolistdesign"&gt;Aeolist Design&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vnbM6rGI/AAAAAAAAAO4/m1dRtZYomVc/s1600/burlap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-8457152365111715292?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8457152365111715292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet-etsy-burlap-designs.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8457152365111715292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8457152365111715292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/04/sweet-etsy-burlap-designs.html' title='Sweet Etsy Burlap Designs'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7_vv6f7J8I/AAAAAAAAAPI/avf7x5wONjU/s72-c/burlap3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-50621309773747380</id><published>2010-03-30T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T16:16:59.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Utopia Invitations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KFHENfpUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/U4O1HPLD8vU/s1600/image1_home.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KFHENfpUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/U4O1HPLD8vU/s400/image1_home.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454568455135012162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KE6CoW76I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mgiX85Xjfl8/s1600/image2_contact.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sweet friend Lauren Landers has finally launched her own line of invitations called Utopia Invitations.&lt;br /&gt;and they really are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;And her whole line is Eco-Friendly&lt;br /&gt; and she's giving a portion of all her profits to environmental organizations and projects.&lt;br /&gt;and they're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's her &lt;a href="http://utopiainvitations.com/home/"&gt;website.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KE0DkmPgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/KJJ6umUTlf8/s1600/imageC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KE0DkmPgI/AAAAAAAAAOI/KJJ6umUTlf8/s400/imageC.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454568128545963522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KEu3CaTmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/m5SaK8w3xA0/s1600/image2_contact.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KEu3CaTmI/AAAAAAAAAOA/m5SaK8w3xA0/s400/image2_contact.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454568039282003554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KE6CoW76I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mgiX85Xjfl8/s1600/image2_contact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KE6CoW76I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/mgiX85Xjfl8/s400/image2_contact.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454568231372517282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-50621309773747380?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/50621309773747380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/utopia-invitations.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/50621309773747380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/50621309773747380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/utopia-invitations.html' title='Utopia Invitations'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S7KFHENfpUI/AAAAAAAAAOY/U4O1HPLD8vU/s72-c/image1_home.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2309341598319086712</id><published>2010-03-07T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:17:22.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Church Humor</title><content type='html'>I love it in church when Pastors say funny things, and actual funny things, not just cheesy, scripted-feeling jokes. So, here are a few one liners that were said this morning at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reference to how we sometimes justify our sin that isn't specifically referred to in the bible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It doesn't say in the bible "don't do crack cocaine" but we all know that's wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reference to Acts 2:42-47&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now, this verse is not saying to go live in a communist commune, only have one set of clothes, and only come out on Triple Coupon Thursdays to go stock up at Publix for the upcoming apocalypse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26981"&gt;"42&lt;/sup&gt;They devoted themselves to the apostles' teaching and to the fellowship, to the breaking of bread and to prayer. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26982"&gt;43&lt;/sup&gt;Everyone was filled with awe, and many wonders and miraculous signs were done by the apostles. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26983"&gt;44&lt;/sup&gt;All the believers were together and had everything in common. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26984"&gt;45&lt;/sup&gt;Selling their possessions and goods, they gave to anyone as he had need. &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26985"&gt;46&lt;/sup&gt;Every day they continued to meet together in the temple courts. They broke bread in their homes and ate together with glad and sincere hearts, &lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-26986"&gt;47&lt;/sup&gt;praising God and enjoying the favor of all the people. And the Lord added to their number daily those who were being saved" -Acts 2:42-47&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-2309341598319086712?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2309341598319086712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/church-humor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2309341598319086712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2309341598319086712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/church-humor.html' title='Church Humor'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1910193683900449226</id><published>2010-03-05T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T07:23:32.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few lovely things for a friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5EhZBG02CI/AAAAAAAAANo/GnPpSjjMcWA/s1600-h/il_430xN.127388668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5EhZBG02CI/AAAAAAAAANo/GnPpSjjMcWA/s400/il_430xN.127388668.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445170138145151010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love these headbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They're from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/blueeyedfreckle"&gt;blueeyed freckle on Etsy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5EhY_FyPtI/AAAAAAAAANg/B5j_Y6wn5Pc/s1600-h/il_430xN.118447415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5EhY_FyPtI/AAAAAAAAANg/B5j_Y6wn5Pc/s400/il_430xN.118447415.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445170137603915474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5EhY7qJiQI/AAAAAAAAANY/3wY-655Jk9U/s1600-h/il_430xN.115253724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5EhY7qJiQI/AAAAAAAAANY/3wY-655Jk9U/s400/il_430xN.115253724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445170136682694914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-1910193683900449226?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1910193683900449226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/few-lovely-things-for-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1910193683900449226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1910193683900449226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/few-lovely-things-for-friday.html' title='a few lovely things for a friday'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5EhZBG02CI/AAAAAAAAANo/GnPpSjjMcWA/s72-c/il_430xN.127388668.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2874100380554657412</id><published>2010-03-05T06:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T06:25:11.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning loves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5ERFdzcmHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HsD2qHCF7eM/s1600-h/girls2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445152210065070194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5ERFdzcmHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HsD2qHCF7eM/s400/girls2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5ERFIY-S9I/AAAAAAAAANI/tEJmTiAng1k/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445152204316888018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5ERFIY-S9I/AAAAAAAAANI/tEJmTiAng1k/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these girls are one of the biggest reasons why I love Columbia. These are the sweet sophomore girls that my friend Katie Walsh and I hang out with and lead in a bible study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not only are the incredibly encouraging and press each other and myself on in our walk with Christ, they also have some great one-liners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Can you have a baby before we finish college? But, you also need to wait until after we turn 21."&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/7299536502828739686-2874100380554657412?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2874100380554657412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/morning-loves.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2874100380554657412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2874100380554657412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/morning-loves.html' title='Morning loves.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S5ERFdzcmHI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HsD2qHCF7eM/s72-c/girls2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6080656334637785084</id><published>2010-03-02T15:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T15:41:15.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hank...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend Tim and I headed up to Windy Gap for middle school WyldLife weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about Hank.&lt;br /&gt;Easily the most popular kid at camp.&lt;br /&gt;The guy everyone wanted to be around.&lt;br /&gt;The guy that when he spoke, commanded the attention of the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hank is in his eighties. He's been involved with Columbia Young Life since 1971 and was involved in Young Life in Richardson, Texas before this. Hank's wife passed away in December and for the four years prior to that was in hospice. This past weekend was the first time in 6 years Hank had slept in a bed other than the one he shared with his wife.&lt;br /&gt;And in the midst of the pain of losing a spouse he had so much joy and humility and trust in the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that when I am Hank's age I love and trust Jesus and desire to follow the Lord as much as Hank does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the most beautiful things I've ever witnessed was the man on his knees before the Lord praying for Columbia WyldLife kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hank shared this bit of wisdom with me and it's stuck with me these past couple of days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The kingdom of the Lord advances, in spite of ourselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ceases to amaze me that the Lord uses us. Despite our selfish motives, our pride, our vain conceit...the Lord uses us. The kingdom is always advancing.&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/7299536502828739686-6080656334637785084?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6080656334637785084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/hank.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6080656334637785084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6080656334637785084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/03/hank.html' title='Hank...'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-9200177886356269140</id><published>2010-02-19T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:48:54.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe being a mom won't be that bad...if I get to wear this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36igqzavdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NJSUl-BA7bE/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36igqzavdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NJSUl-BA7bE/s400/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439964082039602642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seth Aaron from this season's Project Runway is by far my favorite designer of this season.&lt;br /&gt;And last night's challenge was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;Design a fashionable look for a little girl. And then the twist on the challenge&lt;br /&gt;...design a corresponding look for the models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mother-daughter matchy-matchy. Usually not my thing.&lt;br /&gt;You will not see us in denim family photos in the dunes at the beach&lt;br /&gt;or in matching monogrammed jumpers.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, can I just say that when I am a mom, I hope my kids and I look this cool.&lt;br /&gt;I would definitely wear this.&lt;br /&gt;(don't worry though, that won't be happening anytime soon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36ihHU8drI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kmIjs1NuyPU/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36ihHU8drI/AAAAAAAAAM4/kmIjs1NuyPU/s400/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439964089696417458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36ig6ONyeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MIheLMdgbbU/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36ig6ONyeI/AAAAAAAAAMw/MIheLMdgbbU/s400/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439964086178531810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You can't really see it in these pictures - but he even made a sweet little matching purse for the little girl's outfit.&lt;br /&gt;And, put those grommets in the fabric himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36iheDu1xI/AAAAAAAAANA/whrwPDQ-_HQ/s1600-h/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36iheDu1xI/AAAAAAAAANA/whrwPDQ-_HQ/s400/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439964095798236946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LOVE this jacket!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-9200177886356269140?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/9200177886356269140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-being-mom-wont-be-that-badif-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/9200177886356269140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/9200177886356269140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/02/maybe-being-mom-wont-be-that-badif-i.html' title='Maybe being a mom won&apos;t be that bad...if I get to wear this.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36igqzavdI/AAAAAAAAAMo/NJSUl-BA7bE/s72-c/Project%2BRunway%2BSeason%2B7%2BEpisode%2B6%2BRunway%2BLook%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7793953304024099726</id><published>2010-02-16T15:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T06:35:19.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This one goes out to Baby Liv</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36gPXoyA5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/PneYmV5-SrA/s1600-h/Picture+130.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36gPXoyA5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/PneYmV5-SrA/s400/Picture+130.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439961585813685138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past weekend Tim and I, along with some of our friends went to the beach for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we brought a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I guess I should say Duff and Kristi brought their daughter, sweet little Liv.&lt;br /&gt;Liv always provides lots of entertainment. Like in these pictures from Chad's bike race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3tF4W6hAHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Vu-pTWegtG8/s1600-h/megs.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3tF4W6hAHI/AAAAAAAAAMI/Vu-pTWegtG8/s400/megs.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439017809506009202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3sylz5eceI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W0xv5qAHo70/s1600-h/Picture+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3sylz5eceI/AAAAAAAAAL4/W0xv5qAHo70/s400/Picture+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438996600147833314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby Liv in the bike basket. Just hangin out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3s6Tk4nKHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/LoKG6IN6_jE/s1600-h/Picture+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3s6Tk4nKHI/AAAAAAAAAMA/LoKG6IN6_jE/s400/Picture+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439005082973055090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-7793953304024099726?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7793953304024099726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-one-goes-out-to-baby-liv.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7793953304024099726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7793953304024099726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-one-goes-out-to-baby-liv.html' title='This one goes out to Baby Liv'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S36gPXoyA5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/PneYmV5-SrA/s72-c/Picture+130.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2288027376043699277</id><published>2010-02-11T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:20:41.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashton. The Street Fighter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, maybe in my spare time I street fight a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3TQ3ek5cxI/AAAAAAAAALw/IYkkOdRfFyo/s1600-h/ouch+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3TQ3ek5cxI/AAAAAAAAALw/IYkkOdRfFyo/s400/ouch+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437200301662237458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Well, maybe I fell while trying to catch Katie's dog Sarabelle.&lt;br /&gt;But, I do look like a street fighter&lt;br /&gt;(actually both hands look like this, but I only took a picture of one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-2288027376043699277?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2288027376043699277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/02/ashton-street-fighter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2288027376043699277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2288027376043699277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/02/ashton-street-fighter.html' title='Ashton. The Street Fighter.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S3TQ3ek5cxI/AAAAAAAAALw/IYkkOdRfFyo/s72-c/ouch+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8425223207853993699</id><published>2010-01-31T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:28:50.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>naptime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2XLfAncC7I/AAAAAAAAALo/OwHn3E6gMAA/s1600-h/via-house-to-home_rect540.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2XLfAncC7I/AAAAAAAAALo/OwHn3E6gMAA/s400/via-house-to-home_rect540.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432972259094170546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sundays are perfect days for naps.&lt;br /&gt;And, I would love to curl up in one of these two beds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2XLeig84_I/AAAAAAAAALg/oP3noNPfulU/s1600-h/tree+bed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2XLeig84_I/AAAAAAAAALg/oP3noNPfulU/s400/tree+bed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432972251013899250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-8425223207853993699?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8425223207853993699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/naptime.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8425223207853993699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8425223207853993699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/naptime.html' title='naptime'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2XLfAncC7I/AAAAAAAAALo/OwHn3E6gMAA/s72-c/via-house-to-home_rect540.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6713932377458938385</id><published>2010-01-29T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T19:06:45.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love these</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Oh6pr5D3I/AAAAAAAAALY/CojnU4bNGjQ/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 352px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Oh6pr5D3I/AAAAAAAAALY/CojnU4bNGjQ/s400/15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432363604533383026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love handwriting. Growing up I spent hours practicing writing my name instead of paying attention to my teachers. So, I'm jealous of &lt;a href="http://www.neithersnow.com/a.html"&gt;neither snow&lt;/a&gt; who does this for a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Ohi4krR2I/AAAAAAAAALA/n1oQmlQMF8Y/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Ohi4krR2I/AAAAAAAAALA/n1oQmlQMF8Y/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432363196212791138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2OhisLjZlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XkbFSpc18Do/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2OhisLjZlI/AAAAAAAAAK4/XkbFSpc18Do/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432363192886191698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Oh6L-Pg0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ehfWZzTjL1M/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Oh6L-Pg0I/AAAAAAAAALQ/ehfWZzTjL1M/s400/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432363596557288258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Oh537lZtI/AAAAAAAAALI/56AkuBizkwo/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Oh537lZtI/AAAAAAAAALI/56AkuBizkwo/s400/9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432363591177430738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2OhiYYuNZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WDRVlOzEXLQ/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2OhiYYuNZI/AAAAAAAAAKw/WDRVlOzEXLQ/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432363187572716946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2MDEHdM3CI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QCArwBOl2H0/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-6713932377458938385?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6713932377458938385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6713932377458938385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6713932377458938385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/love-these.html' title='love these'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S2Oh6pr5D3I/AAAAAAAAALY/CojnU4bNGjQ/s72-c/15.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8377721554336187761</id><published>2010-01-28T03:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:47:09.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;" id="dbv-content"&gt;I read this great nugget of truth this morning and had to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed and so became the father of many nations, just as it had been said to him, "So shall your offspring be." Without weakening in his faith, he faced the fact that his body was as good as dead -- since he was about a hundred years old -- and that Sarah's womb was also dead. Yet he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; -Romans 4:18-21&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great reminder of the Lord's faithfulness and the plan and purpose he has for our lives. Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed...I just love this verse.&lt;br /&gt;This makes me realize that often when I'm thinking about hope or "hoping for something" it's a totally un-Christ centered hope. It usually goes something along the lines of "I really hope there's a good sale today on that shirt I wanted" or "I really hope I win the lottery this week."&lt;br /&gt;Not hopes that would actually point me towards glorifying the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that Abraham "faced the fact that his body was as good as dead." He wasn't lying to himself and telling himself he was a 25 year old hottie ready to make some babies. But.. he still believed. Because God promised him. Just like God shares his promises for our live throughout the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for myself and for my friends and family that we would be fully persuaded that God has the power to do what he had promised.&lt;br /&gt;I know for myself this isn't necessarily how I live my life.&lt;br /&gt;FULLY persuaded.&lt;br /&gt;How different would my life look if I truly, with everything I had trusted in the Lord?&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/7299536502828739686-8377721554336187761?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8377721554336187761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/against-all-hope-abraham-in-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8377721554336187761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8377721554336187761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/against-all-hope-abraham-in-hope.html' title='Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed...'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6230114714502920613</id><published>2010-01-20T06:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:27:08.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressing On</title><content type='html'>While reading blogs of some Charleston friends I saw this on Hannah Alexander's blog - it's taken from the Iris Ministries &lt;a href="http://www.irismin.com/index.cfm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; - an amazing ministry in Africa run by Roland and Heidi Baker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to share this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heidi and I would both be dead by now if our doctors had been right.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;A few years ago Heidi was in the hospital for a month with a staph infection that went out of control. The doctors gave up on her and told her she could write her tombstone. Then suddenly, while preaching in a lot of pain, God healed her, and the next morning she was out jogging!&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;Four months ago I was diagnosed with terminal dementia, and was barely alive. I needed help to shower, change clothes, put on my shoes, clip my fingernails. I didn't know what country I was in, and couldn't remember anything from the day before. Heidi built a room for a full-time caregiver for me in Mozambique. Doctors said I wouldn't live long, and family was called.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;I had friends who wouldn't give up on me, and they sent me to a Christian center in Germany where I received incredible medical care in a faith-filled environment. Today I am back in Pemba ministering the Gospel, ready to fly my plane again, and reconnected with our friends and staff here. I look forward to pushing back the frontiers of missions in Sudan, DRCongo and wherever the need is greatest.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;We cannot function in this world without the power of our God. Some of us haven't yet been brought to our extremity, and so we aren't fully and forcibly aware of our dependence. But our time will come. We need Him to stay alive. We need Him for our health. We need Him for our healing. We need Him for righteousness, peace and joy in the Holy Spirit.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;We need more than talk. We need Him more than church, a missions program or financial support. We need more than any human being can do for us. We need sheer, raw power in the goodness and love of God. We need power to appreciate our God, to make Him the greatest pleasure in our lives. We need power to rejoice with joy inexpressible and full of glory. We need power to experience His Kingdom, to move in His environment.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;How do we get power? It is the grace and gift of God. He plants in us a hunger that will not be denied. He opens our eyes to our poverty without His powerful Presence. He grants faith where there was none. In His power we can rest even while under demonic attack. His power fixes our eyes on Him. In His power we are able to discipline ourselves in everything. We can cast our cares on Him because He is willing to use His power on our behalf.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;How can we be sure He cares for us? The cross. We go to the cross always to find confidence to approach Him. We will not empty the cross of its power. There and only there we find salvation of every kind. At the cross we come to know our God and His heart toward us. At the cross we learn to become utterly dependent on His power.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;-Rolland Baker&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to include this sweet picture. Here's one of their beautiful little girls lost in worship at the Machava Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1eCrmEj0VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Fbkow_EVSP8/s1600-h/Imagem848_000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1eCrmEj0VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Fbkow_EVSP8/s400/Imagem848_000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428951561284079954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I have to remind myself that God hasn't forsaken me where I am. He hasn't forsaken me in Columbia, he hasn't forsaken Haiti, he hasn't forsaken any of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-6230114714502920613?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6230114714502920613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/pressing-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6230114714502920613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6230114714502920613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/pressing-on.html' title='Pressing On'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1eCrmEj0VI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Fbkow_EVSP8/s72-c/Imagem848_000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7197644882989882126</id><published>2010-01-17T11:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T11:14:18.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Man-Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1NheYJCh7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/txVBOFlb8nM/s1600-h/vm_5301G1_sol_a02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1NheYJCh7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/txVBOFlb8nM/s320/vm_5301G1_sol_a02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427789150415914930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Aaron and Anna Kate Coffey. Last night the Coffey's gave Tim a great man-gift. Man-gifts are hard to find. Especially for friends. But, I was so impressed with this that I felt as though it was blog worthy. Seriously, this is going to sound like an advertisement, but I think these are really cool and practical. The Swiss Army Knife company makes a line of Swiss Army knives for the 21st century called the &lt;a href="http://www.swissarmy.com/multitools/Pages/default.aspx?category=multitools&amp;amp;"&gt;SwissFlash series&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These come with the standard Swiss Army knife features like a file and scissors, but also come with a USB flash drive - which, if you use your computer at work and have to take your work home with you often, these come in very handy. They also have the option of other great little gadgets on them - like a LED flashlight, pen, and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you have a man in your life that needs a gift....this is it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-7197644882989882126?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7197644882989882126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/great-man-gifts.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7197644882989882126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7197644882989882126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/great-man-gifts.html' title='Great Man-Gifts'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1NheYJCh7I/AAAAAAAAAJo/txVBOFlb8nM/s72-c/vm_5301G1_sol_a02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-3124290689185807111</id><published>2010-01-16T21:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T22:13:37.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to go to there...</title><content type='html'>i want to go to there...and stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1KqW-AA_GI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hhXO50KmSeg/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1KqW-AA_GI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hhXO50KmSeg/s400/pic1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427587812511775842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1KqXIiqfKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SGG6XCk211s/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1KqXIiqfKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/SGG6XCk211s/s400/pic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427587815341456546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;originally from &lt;a href="http://www.nuevo-estilo.es/espacios/348a/348a_1_2.shtml"&gt;here&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/7299536502828739686-3124290689185807111?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/3124290689185807111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-go-to-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3124290689185807111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/3124290689185807111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-want-to-go-to-there.html' title='i want to go to there...'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1KqW-AA_GI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hhXO50KmSeg/s72-c/pic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-5951372113721596884</id><published>2010-01-16T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T12:18:44.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dishwasher now works!</title><content type='html'>It's been a nice lazy Saturday. I've been making yogurt in my crockpot (read about that on my other blog) and...fixing our dishwasher. It hasn't been running well recently and a few months ago I saw an article on apartmenttherapy.com called "10 Tips to Make Your Dishwasher Run Better" so I decided to give it a try. I never even knew you cleaned a dishwasher. But...it seemed to work, so I decided to pass along what I found. Obviously this has nothing to do with the mechanics of the dishwasher...if those are broken, I can't help ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1Ieq-9gP4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/RlLXuI-cwk0/s1600-h/dishwasher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1Ieq-9gP4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/RlLXuI-cwk0/s320/dishwasher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427434224739172226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Run An Empty Load With Vinegar&lt;/strong&gt;: It’s the same concept as running a vinegar load in your washing machine, you simply toss a cup of white vinegar into the bottom of an empty dishwasher and run a normal cycle. It cleans out old food particles to keep your dishwasher smelling fresh. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Don't Confuse Scraping For Washing&lt;/strong&gt;: No one wants to wash their dishes before they wash their dishes, it's just silly. But you wouldn't want to eat a Thanksgiving dinner and then go run a marathon right after, well neither does your dishwasher. Scrape food bits off before loading up to help reduce particulates stuck on dishes once the cycle is over. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Run The Hot Water Before Starting&lt;/strong&gt;: Load your dishes like normal and then run the hot water in your kitchen sink until it's hot to the touch. By doing this, it means your first fill cycle will be hot instead of cold water running in until it finally makes its way over from the hot water heater. This is an especially important tip in winter time as it takes an extra amount of time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Check Your Water Heater's Temperature&lt;/strong&gt;: There's a joke about where to put the thermometer, but we'll pass this time around. Make sure your water heater is set between 120-125 degrees. Many units are shipped new with much lower heat. Don't be tempted to do higher however or else it will cause water to flash dry and not roll off your dishes, taking the ends of the dirty bits with it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Use The Right Cycle&lt;/strong&gt;: It's tempting to use a lower setting to save on bills, but make sure you're washing all your super dirty dishes by hand if that's the case. Just like doing your laundry, keep soil levels together when washing to end up with the best performance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Don't Double Up On Rinse Aid&lt;/strong&gt;: When looking to purchase a new soap for your dishwasher, make note if it includes a rinse aid. If it does, then there's no need to add any extra. If it doesn't, skip the extra purchase and just fill the reservoir with white vinegar. It'll do the trick every time!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Test Your Water&lt;/strong&gt;: Hard water is killer on dishes and your ability to really get things clean. Make sure to have things tested and soften accordingly. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Don't Over Crowd&lt;/strong&gt;: It's something that's easier said than done. It's quite tempting to layer in one more bowl or plate to avoid hand washing. Just remember, it's easier to wash a few pieces by hand than it is to rerun an entire load because things were too tightly packed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Clean The Traps&lt;/strong&gt;: Down in no mans land, under the lower sprayer, there's usually a piece that is removable. Under it you'll usually find bits of food that didn't make it out the drain or even pet hair (as gross as that thought is) if you have a fur ball of any kind running around your home. Sometimes the tray comes out fully so it can be rinsed in the sink, sometimes a towel is needed to remove the gunk build up. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Clean Your Seals&lt;/strong&gt;: After a few months of use, your dishwasher accumulates a little bit of ick and stick around the rubber gasket in the door as well and often around the soap door as well. Make sure to give them a once over with a damp towel to keep the grime down. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;I found the original article &lt;a href="http://www.thekitchn.com/thekitchn/tips-techniques/10-tips-to-make-your-dishwasher-run-better-104328"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-5951372113721596884?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/5951372113721596884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/dishwasher-now-works.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5951372113721596884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5951372113721596884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/dishwasher-now-works.html' title='The dishwasher now works!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S1Ieq-9gP4I/AAAAAAAAAIo/RlLXuI-cwk0/s72-c/dishwasher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-406817070176184257</id><published>2010-01-12T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:55:39.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Loser Revelations</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got sucked into the Biggest Loser. Last week I watched it for the first time and I can see why people really love this show. There was a section of the show where the contestants were talking about love and relationships. Quite a few of the contestants were Two of the things the contestants said really struck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can anyone love me if I can't even love myself?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm married, and my wife says she loves me, but, how can you really love someone who weighs 400 pounds?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart broke. These people believe that they are basically undeserving of love them because of the amount that they weigh. Because of a number on a scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is crazy. All I could think was "If they only knew..." If they only knew that God loved them more than anything, that when he sees them he calls them his beloved and delights in them. Which is how he feels for all of us. But, if I'm really honest with myself sometimes there are areas or situations in my life which make me feel undeserving of love - I believe that we all do. And, it's those times that the Lord reminds me how loved and how kept I am. how nothing I do can make the Lord stop loving me, and that His love knows no depths. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-406817070176184257?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/406817070176184257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/biggest-loser-revelations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/406817070176184257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/406817070176184257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/biggest-loser-revelations.html' title='Biggest Loser Revelations'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8145689774542811940</id><published>2010-01-07T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T14:17:16.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiger Woods. I still love him.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So. I love Tiger Woods. Honestly. He inspired me and is one of the reasons why I took up golf. I'm really not kidding. Everyone knows what's been going on recently. I don't like to talk about it. Except for this clip which was on Fox news. The video really speaks for itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://treadinggrain.com/?p=1979"&gt;Le Tigre in need of redemption and grace.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all in need of grace. Myself as much as Tiger.&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/7299536502828739686-8145689774542811940?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8145689774542811940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/tiger-woods-i-still-love-him.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8145689774542811940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8145689774542811940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/tiger-woods-i-still-love-him.html' title='Tiger Woods. I still love him.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-5880230078725822926</id><published>2010-01-05T21:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T21:10:56.779-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need my burgers</title><content type='html'>"I'm a girl with some girth and I need my burgers" -Queen Latifah (i love her!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-5880230078725822926?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/5880230078725822926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-my-burgers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5880230078725822926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5880230078725822926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-need-my-burgers.html' title='i need my burgers'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8524839896900779227</id><published>2010-01-01T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T07:12:27.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snuggies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sz5JU4sQoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/btcjJ1h2QBs/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sz5JU4sQoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/btcjJ1h2QBs/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421851624564892322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What? So maybe the Reese family is a fan of snuggies. Tim and I received a leopard print snuggie for Christmas. It's amazing. Tim is reluctant about letting others know of the love he has for the snuggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S0SoK1q_KFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sBIfF2YaiiE/s1600-h/pics+814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/S0SoK1q_KFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/sBIfF2YaiiE/s320/pics+814.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423644755420457042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-8524839896900779227?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8524839896900779227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/snuggies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8524839896900779227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8524839896900779227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2010/01/snuggies.html' title='Snuggies'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sz5JU4sQoqI/AAAAAAAAAIM/btcjJ1h2QBs/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8505955509716951284</id><published>2009-12-21T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:24:27.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you think of Adam Lambert?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SzBJi5QhVDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0A_Lc6mpJn4/s1600-h/url.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SzBJi5QhVDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0A_Lc6mpJn4/s320/url.htm" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417911215561200690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mine and Tim's conversation while watching Adam Lambert on Jay Leno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim: What do you think of Adam Lambert?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know. What do you think of him?&lt;br /&gt;Tim: He's like a gothic Backstreet Boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I agreed.&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/7299536502828739686-8505955509716951284?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8505955509716951284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-do-you-think-of-adam-lambert.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8505955509716951284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8505955509716951284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-do-you-think-of-adam-lambert.html' title='What do you think of Adam Lambert?'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SzBJi5QhVDI/AAAAAAAAAH0/0A_Lc6mpJn4/s72-c/url.htm' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7149283574124820871</id><published>2009-12-16T21:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:42:47.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I eat the Environment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;"When I tell people I'm a vegetarian they often ask if I'm into the environment and all. I say uh no...i eat the environment."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;-Mike Kaplan on Conan O'Brien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this. My mom is a vegetarian and I would consider myself a semi-veggie.&lt;br /&gt;My mom's story is perhaps one of the best vegetarian stories I know. She decided to become a vegetarian after reading a children's book called 'Everybody Poops' which discussed the digestive process. She was grossed out when she learned that meat stays in your body longer than vegetables...and tada, a vegetarian is born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Deb does not like many vegetarian foods and/or establishments including, but not limited to....Whole Foods, Earth Fare, tofu, eggs, and soymilk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deb's favorite meal is a Cheeseburger Happy Meal (hold the meat) from McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-7149283574124820871?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7149283574124820871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-eat-environment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7149283574124820871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7149283574124820871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-eat-environment.html' title='I eat the Environment.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8003622662419565328</id><published>2009-12-09T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T06:55:41.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the craft mascot...the bird</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SyBx64ryS-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/udpTHm5Sm5Y/s1600-h/augcard-sucker-alt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SyBx64ryS-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/udpTHm5Sm5Y/s320/augcard-sucker-alt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413452008561724386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Today my Christmas issue of the magazine ReadyMade came in the mail. I love these little cards. In case you can't read the script it says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a sucker for anything with a bird on it"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;But, what I really enjoy is what ReadyMade wrote as a caption for these cards: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;"If the cult of craft had a mascot, the bird would be it. It's hard to find a Etsy page without a feathered friend. La Familia Green's tongue-and-cheek takes are welcome a welcome alternative to their mushier mates."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you want to buy me or any other bird lover (obviously not pearls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.lafamiliagreen.com/cart/index.php?act=viewProd&amp;amp;productId=147"&gt;go here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-8003622662419565328?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8003622662419565328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/craft-mascotthe-bird.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8003622662419565328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8003622662419565328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/craft-mascotthe-bird.html' title='the craft mascot...the bird'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SyBx64ryS-I/AAAAAAAAAHs/udpTHm5Sm5Y/s72-c/augcard-sucker-alt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-5040684549776237688</id><published>2009-12-09T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:45:34.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>and a little cupcake birdy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9jSOCAO1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/EQuBi2OqvGI/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.103655050-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9jSOCAO1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/EQuBi2OqvGI/s320/il_fullxfull.103655050-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413154441777920850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poppytalkhandmade.com/gallery146"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whitneysmithpottery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-5040684549776237688?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/5040684549776237688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-little-cupcake-birdy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5040684549776237688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5040684549776237688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-little-cupcake-birdy.html' title='and a little cupcake birdy...'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9jSOCAO1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/EQuBi2OqvGI/s72-c/il_fullxfull.103655050-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1224079688592156102</id><published>2009-12-09T00:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:07:35.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little Christmas Birdy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9aS-u8oLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9X4Fm01BWGo/s1600-h/sewn-birds-tree-425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9aS-u8oLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9X4Fm01BWGo/s320/sewn-birds-tree-425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413144559246680242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; these sweet little bird ornaments from The Purl Bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.purlbee.com/sewn-bird-ornaments/"&gt;and here's how to make them&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9aj6WqN1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mr_Z6R6nftw/s1600-h/sewn-birds-425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9aj6WqN1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mr_Z6R6nftw/s320/sewn-birds-425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413144850128844626" border="0" /&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/7299536502828739686-1224079688592156102?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1224079688592156102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-christmas-birdy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1224079688592156102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1224079688592156102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/little-christmas-birdy.html' title='A little Christmas Birdy...'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sx9aS-u8oLI/AAAAAAAAAHU/9X4Fm01BWGo/s72-c/sewn-birds-tree-425.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2813413257890071351</id><published>2009-12-06T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T13:57:32.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at Chick-fil-A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SxwolN4XWBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sJbYLf6lyTk/s1600-h/Chick-fil-A+Christmas+051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SxwolN4XWBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sJbYLf6lyTk/s320/Chick-fil-A+Christmas+051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412245472038836242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-2813413257890071351?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2813413257890071351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-chick-fil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2813413257890071351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2813413257890071351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-at-chick-fil.html' title='Christmas at Chick-fil-A'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SxwolN4XWBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/sJbYLf6lyTk/s72-c/Chick-fil-A+Christmas+051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-21334107535326092</id><published>2009-11-16T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T07:39:59.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I saw this sweet little nugget that was Caitlin Binda's facebook status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "today I choose your peace..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-21334107535326092?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/21334107535326092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-choose-your-peace.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/21334107535326092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/21334107535326092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-choose-your-peace.html' title=''/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7272749112474659777</id><published>2009-11-14T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T08:41:15.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"She's like my Younger Sister..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SwAuqypcpOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/F7tJ9wxlI-s/s1600-h/mtnman1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SwAuqypcpOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/F7tJ9wxlI-s/s400/mtnman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Reese family has been all over the place recently...unfortunately though not together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Tim and Sully took a group of Lexington High boys on a "Mountain Man" camping trip. Tim instructed the boys to treat Sully like they would treat their younger sister (and maybe Tim threw in a few threats for good measure).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the weekend one kid said "Sully is just like my little sister - she steals my clothes and my food and I can't ever do anything about it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you have not spent much time around our dog Sully I should let you know this.&lt;br /&gt;She loves to eat. And is always hungry. And is not well trained so she will eat your food right off your plate when you have your back turned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also loves chewing on clothes. Particularly shoes. Especially nice shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I mean she is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sv9UC8v2GkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Oahbur0HE_M/s1600-h/mtnman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sv9UC8v2GkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Oahbur0HE_M/s320/mtnman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404130487511161410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-7272749112474659777?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7272749112474659777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/11/shes-like-my-younger-sister.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7272749112474659777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7272749112474659777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/11/shes-like-my-younger-sister.html' title='&quot;She&apos;s like my Younger Sister...&quot;'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SwAuqypcpOI/AAAAAAAAAG8/F7tJ9wxlI-s/s72-c/mtnman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6208019873054981985</id><published>2009-10-27T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T13:08:07.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Broken Kids Go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, Tim is on Young Life staff here in Columbia. He's considered the staff person for the Lake Murray region which is comprised of Lexington and Irmo. Last night we had our Lake Murray banquet which was really great. Every year a few kids will get up and share about how YoungLife has impacted their lives and usually how they met Christ through Young Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was incredibly struck by the words of one of the Irmo high school girls who shared. It was such truth - and as truth often is - it was very simple, but profound. For all you current or former YL leaders or supporters it's a great encouragement of why we are a part of this ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Young Life is where broken kids can go and actually feel Christ's love, usually for the first time."&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/7299536502828739686-6208019873054981985?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6208019873054981985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-broken-kids-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6208019873054981985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6208019873054981985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-broken-kids-go.html' title='Where Broken Kids Go...'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-712715760955759208</id><published>2009-10-25T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:10:54.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mariet's Having a Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SuT1AnigZOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IlshUA9upEE/s1600-h/mariet+preggers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SuT1AnigZOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IlshUA9upEE/s320/mariet+preggers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396707644459214050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariet with her "Baby Bump"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past Saturday I headed up to Greenville for a baby shower for my sweet friend Mariet. She and her husband Sam are expecting a little boy December 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the sweetest baby showers that I have ever been to. Mariet is a friend from high school - she and Sam live in Memphis now, so I rarely get to see them. Quite a few of our other high school friends also live relatively far away, so time that we get to spend with one another is always really sweet and refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Gluck Handy and her mother did a great job of planning the shower. Each person had the opportunity to decorate bibs and onesies - so baby Rogers will be stylin for his first year or so with our creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, and this is really one of the main reasons why I wanted to post about the baby shower - was this great idea that Jennifer had. Because Mariet is 9 to 15 hours away from all of us we won't get to see her baby very often. Jennifer set it up on her computer to record us reading children's books and then made a CD out of those recordings for Mariet to play for baby Rogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.  Seriously..can you get much sweeter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me also remind everyone that I am terrified of babies/pregnant ladies. I did make a big step on Saturday though. I actually touched Mariet's pregnant belly.&lt;br /&gt;Just the side, definitely not the front...but still...that's a big step for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7299536502828739686-712715760955759208?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/712715760955759208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/mariets-having-baby.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/712715760955759208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/712715760955759208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/mariets-having-baby.html' title='Mariet&apos;s Having a Baby!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SuT1AnigZOI/AAAAAAAAAGM/IlshUA9upEE/s72-c/mariet+preggers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2191055534004852709</id><published>2009-10-12T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T13:52:43.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BreakfastLove</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've created a new blog dedicated to my love of breakfast. Cooking and baking are nice and relaxing activities for me, so I've decided to share my joy with the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's listed as one of the blogs I follow on the sidebar, so follow me in my baking adventures!&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/7299536502828739686-2191055534004852709?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2191055534004852709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfastlove.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2191055534004852709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2191055534004852709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfastlove.html' title='BreakfastLove'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7866649745133793714</id><published>2009-10-07T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:47:43.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't Resist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This video is ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1dqTrUpmwPg"&gt;My favorite kind of news story&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'll be honest...I did enjoy a clove cigarette every now and then,&lt;br /&gt;so this brings me joy amidst my pain.&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/7299536502828739686-7866649745133793714?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7866649745133793714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/couldnt-resist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7866649745133793714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7866649745133793714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/couldnt-resist.html' title='Couldn&apos;t Resist'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-120466023672886929</id><published>2009-10-06T16:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T16:49:16.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WIS News in Columbia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SsvUvh1_2jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ignxi2bRlEw/s1600-h/child+on+gator.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SsvUvh1_2jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ignxi2bRlEw/s320/child+on+gator.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389635292082723378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I like to watch the 7:00 news. See what's going on and what-not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like many local news shows WIS news here in Columbia has a daily photo deal where people can submit pictures of their pets/children/whatever and the producers choose a "photo of the day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was today's. The title is "My Day and Granddad went Gator Hunting!!"&lt;br /&gt;The picture was taken by the child's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a one year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an alligator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 5 comments on WIS's website when I looked this up a minute ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Isn't she adorable?!"&lt;br /&gt;"She is too adorable - it looks like she's having a ball!"&lt;br /&gt;"love it!"&lt;br /&gt;"ain't even scared - she loves it!"&lt;br /&gt;"gotta love it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously they have not heard of the alligator "death roll."&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/7299536502828739686-120466023672886929?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/120466023672886929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wis-news-in-columbia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/120466023672886929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/120466023672886929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/10/wis-news-in-columbia.html' title='WIS News in Columbia'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SsvUvh1_2jI/AAAAAAAAAFo/Ignxi2bRlEw/s72-c/child+on+gator.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7130708574385941510</id><published>2009-09-29T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T12:24:05.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never on Sundays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Katie Pearls for many many reasons. Here is one...when Pearls has gone to a restaurant/airport/retail store/ect. and received bad service one question she likes to ask is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Can I see your purpose statement? Because I'm pretty sure your behavior/actions/attitude doesn't reflect the foundation of your company."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can make grown men cry.  But, here's the thing. Almost everyday I am inspired by Katie Pearls and I think to myself "Ashton, what's the purpose statement at Chick-fil-A? And are you really living that out in your job with your behavior/attitudes/actions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...here's the corporate purpose of Chick-fil-A:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To glorify God by being a faithful steward of                all that is entrusted to us.&lt;br /&gt;To have a positive influence on all                who come in contact with Chick-fil-A."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's something good to have in front of me. I try to live it out. I have to pray a lot because this is something bigger than just myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I pray for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. Joy. Peace. Patience. Kindness. Goodness. Faithfulness. Gentleness. and Self-Control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, though I may try, these are not things that I can produce by myself...but the Lord will answer the prayers of those who are praying. so I pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a great interview that Dan Cathy did the other night on a series concerning the relevancy of the ten commandments. Just thought I would share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/video/playerIndex?id=8678483"&gt;Never on Sundays&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com/"&gt;AddThis&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/7299536502828739686-7130708574385941510?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7130708574385941510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-on-sundays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7130708574385941510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7130708574385941510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-on-sundays.html' title='Never on Sundays'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-839335105927123273</id><published>2009-09-13T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:32:07.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Auf Wiedersehen Ashton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sq2x2zGimnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3A4Na2Ceaxg/s1600-h/chin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sq2x2zGimnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3A4Na2Ceaxg/s320/chin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381152684766304882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;" id="a003697"&gt;Carol Hannah is in....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;" id="a003697"&gt;but I am out.&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First of all, I wanted to say congratulations to the amazing Carol Hannah, who was in the top three this week on Project Runway! She made a really beautiful dress for this challenge. However...someone has to be out, and unfortunately this week it was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except...not on Project Runway. Instead, I was out here. In Columbia. At Wet Willy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. You may be asking yourself...why? Not necessarily "Why Ashton were you out?" But more "Why Wet Willy's? Home of the alcoholic slushie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barclay came to visit me this past weekend! So, I decided to take the hip SanFran girl out on the town in Columbia Saturday night. The Columbia City Paper was sponsoring a Music Crawl .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off at Art Bar where I introduced Barclay to Columbia's hipster scene. Apparently, one can live in a city without an Urban Outfitters and still have a shiny legging and ballet flat loving group of people. Barclay and I felt slightly out of place because we'd forgotten to wear our sunglasses out at night and so we moved on to the next scene. Rust, the whiskey bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I think whiskey bar I think of cowboys. I don't know why. Maybe this is completely inaccurate and the rest of the population does not associate whiskey bars with cowboys. I don't know. Well...unfortunately Rust was not the honky tonk, line dancing scene I pictured in my head.  Instead, a sweet hip hop band was playing and Barclay and I got to check out the VIP lounge. Rust - definitely not a disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to write a Barclay comment here though. At one point the rapper said "Who here is from South Carolina?!!?" to which Barclay responded "Why would you be here if you weren't from South Carolina?" Which is ironic because she is actually not from South Carolina anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved on..which is where the excitement happened. We'd read on the band roster that the group Leslie, who we knew from Charleston, would be playing at Wet Willies. Usually I'm not a Wet Willies lover. For those of you who don't know - Wet Willies serves DayGlo colored alcoholic slushies in flavors and jello shots. But, we decided to go. We both like the band Leslie and had bought wristbands so we could see any of the bands at any of the bars so we decide to go to Wet Willies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, unfortunately...I was not dressed appropriately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a "go to" outfit. An outfit that I know I can "go to" because it automatically works. A safe look for me in runway talk. Jeans and a white v-neck. Not even a hanes v-neck. This was a real womens v-neck from a store and I didn't even buy it in a 5-pack. But, apparently this doubles as gang apparel in Columbia. Which if you know me...I mean, I'm straight up street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the door I was told that I wasn't allowed in because I was dressed inappropriately. No solid white t-shirts is the rule. When Barclay asked why my outfit was so distasteful in the eyes of Wet Willies here was the response from the woman at the door "Well...it's not that she (meaning me) is necessarily dressed inappropriately. But, what if a man had come in here and he was wearing a long white t-shirt, well, he would be...and that's the kind of people we're trying to keep out. Because they may be in gangs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So essentially they cannot let me in because then it would be unfair to the males who wear long white t-shirts and may be in gangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say, I did laugh rather hard at this. I honestly wasn't mad. I didn't pitch a fit. Or ask to see their purpose statement. Because the fact that I got turned away from Wet Willies for being dressed inappropiately is pretty funny. But, just to justify myself and my fashion sense I found this article online yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that Nina Garcia would've let me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="text-align: center;" id="a003697"&gt;Walk The V-Neck Line&lt;/h1&gt;    &lt;p&gt;A plain white t-shirt; the no fuss-all year round-goes with everything-wardrobe staple. What better gift could there be to give this ‘practical gift' giving year? (Besides a classic pair of &lt;a href="http://mt.corpblogsite.com/mt2/www.truejeans.com/jeans" target="_blank"&gt;jeans&lt;/a&gt; of course!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img title="Celebrities in white t-shirts" alt="Celebrities in white t-shirts" src="http://cms.truejeans.com/img/Image/img2569.jpg" width="500" border="0" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The most coveted style is the slouchy deep-v neck, which is inspired by a man's undershirt. Men everywhere breathed a sigh of relief when brands, such as &lt;a href="http://www.truejeans.com/jeans/style/Red-Engine-Jeans/Boyfriend/686?w=1108" target="_blank"&gt;Red Engine&lt;/a&gt;, started making jeans for women in a &lt;a href="http://www.truejeans.com/jeans/style-tips/Girl-Meets-Boy/998" target="_blank"&gt;‘boyfriend' fit&lt;/a&gt;, but with this trend there is no need for panic! Celebrities, such as Jessica Alba and Lauren Conrad, have been turning to &lt;a href="http://www.lnaclothing.com/product_list.asp?s_lev=1&amp;amp;s_cid=1&amp;amp;viewall=1" target="_blank"&gt;LnA t-shirts&lt;/a&gt; for their simple and understated chic looks. Designers Lauren Alexander and April Leight created these super soft, loose fitting shirts to look like a man's t-shirt, but cut to flatter women. With their amazing fits, versatility and bright color range, LnA is receiving some deserved rave reviews from Vogue, InStyle and Nylon magazines. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-839335105927123273?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/839335105927123273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/09/auf-wiedersehen-ashton.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/839335105927123273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/839335105927123273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/09/auf-wiedersehen-ashton.html' title='Auf Wiedersehen Ashton'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Sq2x2zGimnI/AAAAAAAAAFI/3A4Na2Ceaxg/s72-c/chin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-6145271855368103789</id><published>2009-08-27T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:23:55.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Ate Me Some Dat Bread.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpbzwMJsBVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/GqJMoWiYztg/s1600-h/katiebread.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpbzwMJsBVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/GqJMoWiYztg/s400/katiebread.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I originally sat down to write this post I was mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really do love our dog. Honestly, I do. However...when I arrived home today and our hyper little puppy bit a hole in another (yes, another) pair of my work pants with her razor sharp little teeth (I think she may be part shark). I almost killed her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've posted a picture below of the innocent creature of God whom I almost murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Spb0_cfoxcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EB9LmkSdzKA/s1600-h/SWP_4332S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/Spb0_cfoxcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/EB9LmkSdzKA/s320/SWP_4332S.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374752576131089858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;But, honestly - I was already mad before I walked into the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Hunger. I hadn't eaten since breakfast this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim will attest to this - if you do not feed me I will turn on you like one of those creepy insects who devour their mates and children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was hungry. But it was 5:00. Too soon for dinner. And we didn't have any good snacks. So, I was hungry and mad because I just didn't feel like going back out, but there wasn't anything to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I sat down. Mad. Hunger-inspired rage. And tried to take my mind off my hunger with blogging and catching up on friends blogs. Lo and behold, the glorious title of Katie Walsh's last blog post comes up under the "Blogs I'm Following."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie blog post: "I Made Me Some Dat Bread."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mental response: "I Got Me Some Dat Bread"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were the host of some cheery daytime TV show (think Regis and Kelly) and had a segment entitled "Hero of the Day", today's hero would be Katie. Last night Katie gave me some of her wonderful homemade bread. I ate it with some of Nanny's delicious homemade pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus, my world is a little brighter.&lt;br /&gt;And so is Sully's.&lt;br /&gt;And Tim's.&lt;br /&gt;All because of the wonderfulness that is Katie Walsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-6145271855368103789?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/6145271855368103789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-ate-me-some-dat-bread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6145271855368103789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/6145271855368103789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-ate-me-some-dat-bread.html' title='I Ate Me Some Dat Bread.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpbzwMJsBVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/GqJMoWiYztg/s72-c/katiebread.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-8676497492981668647</id><published>2009-08-26T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:43:37.648-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Reese Family is Expecting a New Addition...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpU6SZeb8_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Yz9QZYjiX2U/s1600-h/AARGH%21+A+FAKE+BABY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpU6SZeb8_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Yz9QZYjiX2U/s320/AARGH%21+A+FAKE+BABY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374265818087158770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A baby! No, wait....a bunny!! No, a bunny and a baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...not really. Actually we're getting Direct TV!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll probably become morbidly obese, vitamin D deficient, and get scurvy.&lt;br /&gt;But listen, when you work from home part of the time and the only thing on TV is last year's school district meeting which plays on a 24 hour loop, let's just say TV channels are greatly appreciated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpU6exlJ8bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wKSBjgbcc1E/s1600-h/TV+graph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpU6exlJ8bI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wKSBjgbcc1E/s320/TV+graph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374266030716219826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This graph shows the amount of TV that Americans watch each day (8 hours)&lt;br /&gt;But also, seriously, Tim and I live in Columbia, South Carolina.&lt;br /&gt;If we lived somewhere like New Zealand we probably wouldn't watch TV either.&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/7299536502828739686-8676497492981668647?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/8676497492981668647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/reese-family-is-expecting-new-addition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8676497492981668647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/8676497492981668647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/reese-family-is-expecting-new-addition.html' title='The Reese Family is Expecting a New Addition...'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpU6SZeb8_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/Yz9QZYjiX2U/s72-c/AARGH%21+A+FAKE+BABY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-2012015893453556732</id><published>2009-08-23T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T13:26:46.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Couponing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpGE2rVXTsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W71KFA7euLA/s1600-h/facebookalbumfunnies+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpGE2rVXTsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W71KFA7euLA/s320/facebookalbumfunnies+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373221905309847234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So here are the savings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Spent $22.87.&lt;br /&gt;Saved $94.99!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's be honest..I love a good deal. Some may use the word cheap or frugal. I was that girl in college who went to every club meeting/event just to get the free pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's a girl to do when she's out of college and the free pizza party has ended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coupon. And I did very well this week and feel compelled to share. And no, I don't have to buy crazy things like 18,000 pounds of Deep Fried Turkey lunchmeat or 27 packages of Cookie Dough flavored poptarts in order to save some cash. Couponing has been super easy. Three steps really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Get some coupons. Where? From a newspaper, from an internet site, from your neighbor's recycle bin, from the grocery store where you shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Each week the grocery store you shop at should put out a weekly ad of what's on sale that week (grocery store sales usually run from Wednesday to Tuesday, not Sunday to Saturday). Get that ad to see what's on sale. Many stores, like Publix, which is where I go, have BOGO deals. But, you only have to buy one to get the sale price. So, let's say a box of Cheez-Its are Buy One, Get One Free and if you buy two then the price is $4. Well, that means that if you buy 1 box the price is only $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When you go to the grocery store try buy what's on sale (you'll have seen whats on sale if you check out the store ad before you actually go to the store. See if you have a coupon for what's on sale. So, let's say you have a coupon for .75 cents off a box of those Cheez-It's that are BOGO at Publix. That means that for one box of Cheez-It's  you would pay $1.25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AT PUBLIX THIS WEEK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Pints of Starbucks Ice Cream - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BOGO $3.79 - so each one cost $1.89. I had 2 $1.00 off coupons. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So, each pint of ice cream cost me .89 cents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Bags of Purina Dog Treats. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BOGO $3.49 - each one cost $1.75. Some stores, like Publix, will let you use a Store coupon and a manufacturer's coupon. So, I had 3 store coupons for $2.50 off one Purina Dog Treat (I could use 3 because I bought 3 bags of treats). I also had a manufacturer's coupon for $1.00 off 2 bags of Purina Dog Treats.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So, I actually made $3.25 off this transaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Box Cheez-Its &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BOGO $3.99 - I bought one box, so it cost me $2.00. Had a .75 cent off coupon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So, the box of Cheez-Its cost me $1.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Box Uncle Bens Wild Rice &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BOGO $1.50 - each box cost .75 cents. Had a .75 cent off coupon&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So, free!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1.6 pounds of Grapes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;On sale for 1.29/lb&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;so cost me $2.03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Bag of Romaine Lettuce Hearts (you get more if you buy them like this, than if you buy just the salad mix. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;$2.99 (not on sale)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Bag of Broccoli Florets - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;on sale for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;$1.67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;5 Plums - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;on sale for .88 cents/lb, bought .98 pounds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; so this cost me .86 cents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Big Container of Stoneyfield Farms Organic Yogurt - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;not on sale, but this is one of two kinds of yogurt that I like, so I buy it regardless. But, did have a $1.00 off coupon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; so it cost me $2.59.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Roll of Paper Towels - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Publix Mystery Penny Item - a special Publix promotion - on Sundays and Mondays whatever the mystery item is for the week&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(there's a limit of one of these and the coupon is found in the Sunday paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; only cost 1 penny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Box of Cascadian Farms Organic Chocolate Chip Granola Bars - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;On sale for $2.50, had a $1.00 off coupon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; so cost me $1.50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Package of Starkist Tuna&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; BOGO $3.20. So, 1 package was $1.60 - had a $1.00 off coupon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;so it cost me .60 cents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Container of Stawberries -&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; on sale for&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;$2.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Gallon of Publix Milk - &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;2.99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 Bottles of Shout Laundry Spray - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;BOGO 2.99. Had two .55 cent off coupons and two Buy One Shout, Get another Shout Free Coupon.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So, essentially each one cost me around .48 cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;(So, at Publix - Spent $20.19, Saved $44.93)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;CVS has this great program called Extra Care Bucks. Normally, I would not do my weekly shopping at CVS because they're way overpriced. But, when you buy certain marked items at CVS at the bottom of your register receipt it will print off "Extra Bucks" to be used on your next purchase at CVS. In the CVS weekly ad it will show which items in the store are eligable for Extra Care Bucks and how much of those items you have to buy. And, things do go on Sale at CVS - so if the sale item is also an ECB item and you have a coupon for it - it's usually a pretty good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's what I did this week. Certain Glade products were on sale this week, and for every $10 you spent on specific Glade products you got $3 in ECB to spend on your next trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I Bought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Newspapers - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;each cost $2,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;so $4 total&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Glade Mini Soy Candles - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;each cost $3.29 - I bought these because there was a coupon in the paper 3 weeks ago for a Free one of these candles - I had 3 coupons&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;- so all three candles were FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;2 Glade Scented Oil Candle Holders - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;on sale for $2.50 each.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;So, $5.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 Glade Scented Oil Candle Refills - &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;on sale for $2.50 each. I had two coupons for "Free Glade Scented Oil Candle Refill with Purchase of a Glade Scented Oil Candle Holder" (which I bought two of). With these two coupons the register guy gave me $3.99 off instead of $2.50 off (which was the sale price). I also had  2 $1.00 off coupons.&lt;/span&gt; So, these cost &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;$5.00 or .83 cents each.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Now, additionally I had a CVS coupon for $4 off any purchase of $20 or more (always use these coupons before handing the register person the other coupons)&lt;br /&gt;-And I had $10 in ECB from previous trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(So, I Spent $2.68, Saved $50.33 and got $6 in ECBs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more couponing questions and tips I reccommend&lt;br /&gt;www.southernsavers.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-2012015893453556732?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/2012015893453556732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/crazy-coponing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2012015893453556732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/2012015893453556732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/crazy-coponing.html' title='Crazy Couponing.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SpGE2rVXTsI/AAAAAAAAAEI/W71KFA7euLA/s72-c/facebookalbumfunnies+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7544999707796340137</id><published>2009-08-21T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T11:16:28.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carolin Hannah Whitfield is my amazingly talented friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7GDmWhNeI/AAAAAAAAADw/b7k6pnfhQWU/s1600-h/ch3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7GDmWhNeI/AAAAAAAAADw/b7k6pnfhQWU/s320/ch3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372449170636486114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who doesn't love Carol Hannah? Who doesn't love Project Runway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Perfect. Obviously these two go together. Carol Hannah is my good friend from college. She is amazingly talented, intelligent, down to earth, and an all out incredible designer. All of her friends are not surprised that she's on project runway (duh...did you read what I just wrote? She's incredible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to share my memory of the first time CH and I ever really hung out. It was our freshman year in college. She was living with my sorority sister/friend Biz Hatcher Butler. I'd gone over to their house to get ready for a sorority dance that I was very excited about. Five minutes before my date got there I was literally rolling on the floor laughing, not ready, and not wanting to go to the dance that two hours previous I had been so excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Well..for those two hours I had been hanging out with Carol Hannah, CH's sister Rachel (also now a great friend and an amazingly talented lady), Biz, and another new friend - Susannah. The conversation and laughter flowed so easily with these ladies that I knew I was embarking upon a friendship that would be so true and genuine that it would never be easy to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though our life adventures have spread us out all over the country I still deeply cherish CH, Rachel,  and the rest of our wonderful Charleston friends and love the time that we get to spend together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously Carol Hannah did not get kicked off in the first round, but even if she had I would still be so incredibly proud to call her my friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7FZ8hCwlI/AAAAAAAAADY/A-Khht2seUk/s1600-h/ch4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7FZ8hCwlI/AAAAAAAAADY/A-Khht2seUk/s320/ch4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372448455031702098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol Hannah in the working on her first challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7Fz2O4slI/AAAAAAAAADo/4jiyzN2Vn6g/s1600-h/ch1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7Fz2O4slI/AAAAAAAAADo/4jiyzN2Vn6g/s320/ch1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372448900021531218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In People magazine Tim Gunn picked Carol Hannah as one of 6 designers to watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Owner/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7FrnVnezI/AAAAAAAAADg/CV9yD5xg5fM/s1600-h/ch2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7FrnVnezI/AAAAAAAAADg/CV9yD5xg5fM/s320/ch2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372448758584277810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, Pearls, and Carol hanging out in Black Mountain, NC during our hiking/camping trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7cNhS46iI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4hRrCWY7CfA/s1600-h/wedding+224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7cNhS46iI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4hRrCWY7CfA/s320/wedding+224.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372473530333588002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and of course, pictures from one of my favorites of Carol Hannah's creations...my wedding dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7hZmkLQBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8E26D7WWVOA/s1600-h/wedding+153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7hZmkLQBI/AAAAAAAAAEA/8E26D7WWVOA/s320/wedding+153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372479235464839186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-7544999707796340137?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7544999707796340137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/carolin-hannah-whitfield-is-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7544999707796340137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7544999707796340137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/carolin-hannah-whitfield-is-my.html' title='Carolin Hannah Whitfield is my amazingly talented friend.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So7GDmWhNeI/AAAAAAAAADw/b7k6pnfhQWU/s72-c/ch3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-212643514273675371</id><published>2009-08-20T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:31:27.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chick-fil-A of West Columbia GRAND Opening...and believe me, it was definitely grand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So29_S4QllI/AAAAAAAAADA/xq_2efN6qZE/s1600-h/cfago3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So29_S4QllI/AAAAAAAAADA/xq_2efN6qZE/s400/cfago3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372158825620084306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My First Grand Opening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wednesday morning at 5:00 am I helped host my first "First 100" Event for Chick-fil-A in West Columbia. I'm in love. This event is amazing and so much fun. I mean seriously, camping out with other people who love Chick-fil-A, who wouldn't love it?&lt;br /&gt; I assured my operator that I wasn't going to leave our store and try to solely work at Grand Openings...yet. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So2-HRykyjI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZRDN9uP-7hY/s1600-h/cfago2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So2-HRykyjI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZRDN9uP-7hY/s320/cfago2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372158962766760498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This sweet lady - 72 years old, from Florida, this was her 32nd First 100!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So2-OhU5UUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Y5LxeGfzN2s/s1600-h/cfago4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So2-OhU5UUI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Y5LxeGfzN2s/s320/cfago4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372159087196328258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ali Farmer and Daniel Black eat the CFA strips&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/7299536502828739686-212643514273675371?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/212643514273675371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/chick-fil-of-west-columbia-grand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/212643514273675371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/212643514273675371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/chick-fil-of-west-columbia-grand.html' title='Chick-fil-A of West Columbia GRAND Opening...and believe me, it was definitely grand!'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/So29_S4QllI/AAAAAAAAADA/xq_2efN6qZE/s72-c/cfago3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-1907234932308288152</id><published>2009-08-16T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T17:53:50.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couponing aka a hobby for the unathletic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Barclay moved to a new city she decided to be a hard-core rock climber.&lt;br /&gt;Pearls could now be a backup dancer to X-stina or B-Spears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...what is the uncoordinated, slightly clumsy to do? Since I'm not a fictional character named Bella I couldn't take up with the local vampires. (plus, i'm sure Tim wouldn't appreciate Edward Cullen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;When I first moved to Columbia and had no job(so thus no money), no cable, and no athletic ability. So, I took up couponing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I coupon. I'm one of those crazy ladies at the grocery store who have a coupon binder make you wait an extra 5 minutes in line because of the amount of coupons I use. This wait is also due to the fact that like your favorite 78 year old aunt I still write checks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, this week I saved $65 and spent $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I owe it to Jenny at Southern Savers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.southernsavers.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-1907234932308288152?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/1907234932308288152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/couponing-aka-hobby-for-unathletic.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1907234932308288152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/1907234932308288152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/couponing-aka-hobby-for-unathletic.html' title='Couponing aka a hobby for the unathletic'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-5570480842425234294</id><published>2009-08-16T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:59:55.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sully Reese goes to Disneyland...metaphorically speaking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SohxmpCVHII/AAAAAAAAACk/FaYptfpxioY/s1600-h/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SohxmpCVHII/AAAAAAAAACk/FaYptfpxioY/s320/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370667464303910018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Here is my hottie husband with our dog, Sully Reese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Sully had what I like to call a "Katie Pearls goes to Disneyland day."&lt;br /&gt;This means that yesterday our 30 pound dog consumed more calories than a 300 pound man.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exaggerating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two full bowls of kibble.&lt;br /&gt;A "Mega Chewy Jumbone" (which I find out has over 600 calories)&lt;br /&gt;6 - 8 chocolate cookies and a glass of milk (I know. Chocolate = bad. Also, Sully = bad and sneaky)&lt;br /&gt;A cherry snowcone&lt;br /&gt;Probably two handfuls of dog treats&lt;br /&gt;and the cat's food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-5570480842425234294?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/5570480842425234294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/sully-reese-goes-to-disneylandmetaphori.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5570480842425234294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/5570480842425234294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/sully-reese-goes-to-disneylandmetaphori.html' title='Sully Reese goes to Disneyland...metaphorically speaking.'/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SohxmpCVHII/AAAAAAAAACk/FaYptfpxioY/s72-c/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+095.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7299536502828739686.post-7639027483308637301</id><published>2009-08-15T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T21:13:17.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would just like to welcome myself to blogger-land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7299536502828739686-7639027483308637301?l=therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/feeds/7639027483308637301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-would-just-like-to-welcome-myself-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7639027483308637301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7299536502828739686/posts/default/7639027483308637301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therealdharmaandgreg.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-would-just-like-to-welcome-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ashton.reese</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04833496094727030662</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nm59f_pQNhc/SoeA8MrS-HI/AAAAAAAAABM/Jo__7qhkvI8/S220/the+chick+fil+a+valentines+dayt+093.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
