<?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-2114726619181611283</id><updated>2011-10-06T21:01:32.143-07:00</updated><category term='Alicia'/><category term='politics'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Our Ever Changing Ever After</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-4468304003831863770</id><published>2008-12-01T09:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:55:47.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflecting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/STQk5xTQDhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5NF_vsoYVqY/s1600-h/John+and+T+wings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/STQk5xTQDhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5NF_vsoYVqY/s320/John+and+T+wings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274881638462918162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So many things have changed in my life over the past year that I felt compelled to sit back and reflect on what I am truly thankful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;I am thankful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;my loveable, cuddly Turner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;my loveable, cuddly John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;my ever resilient Brittani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;trials and obstacles, we would never know how much fight we have in us without them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;successful co-parenting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;Peggy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;true family, the kind that stands by you through absolutely ANYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;downtime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);   font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:18px;"&gt;my thoughts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&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/2114726619181611283-4468304003831863770?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4468304003831863770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=4468304003831863770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/4468304003831863770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/4468304003831863770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/12/reflecting.html' title='Reflecting...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/STQk5xTQDhI/AAAAAAAAAK4/5NF_vsoYVqY/s72-c/John+and+T+wings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-2509526774087026223</id><published>2008-11-20T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:08:48.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A CELEBRATION!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This past weekend John and I ventured over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Taos&lt;/span&gt; for a much needed relaxing weekend. We drove up on Friday night and stayed at the coziest condo I have ever been in, thank you Helen! We arrived a bit late so we decided to get some wine and brie and relax, actually relax with nowhere to be. We were up until almost 2:00am and for those of you who know me it is quite the feat to stay up late. We slept in on Saturday then rallied ourselves to get ready and get some breakfast, which was really more like brunch. Afterwards we toured the shops and I must say I do enjoy the sleepy little artist town. If you are ever in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Taos&lt;/span&gt; stop at World Cup coffee shop, but bring cash they only take cash. Order yourself an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Americano&lt;/span&gt; and take some time to read the walls. In the evening  we bought groceries at Cid's, a very organic grocer, to make sushi. After dinner we convinced ourselves to get back out and headed to the Anaconda Bar. I must say, the drinks were great, but the people watching was better. We also ordered the "El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mundo&lt;/span&gt;" dessert, also get that if you are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Taos&lt;/span&gt;, a delectable chocolate concoction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sunday we woke up, had breakfast at a cafe. While waiting for our food, a blind couple came in to dine, they were probably in their eighties. I mention this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; they were two of the happiest people I have encountered in a long time. I didn't have to talk to them, just listen and watch and truly believe that they live by the mantra, "Be happy with what you have, where you are." After breakfast, we went back to the condo and really truly relaxed. I started reading "The Last Lecture" by Randy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Pausch&lt;/span&gt; and what an amazing book, very eye-opening and inspiring. We drove up to the ski area, no skiing of course, but I became car sick on the way up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;geez&lt;/span&gt;, I NEVER get car sick. It is a very cute area with shops not too far from the slopes, yes, cute that is how I can explain it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I had a tremendous weekend with John and spending time re-discovering who we are. I wrote something for John that I want to share with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18.0pt;font-family: Transit"&gt;One Year&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;After one year, we stand together, we remain as one. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;After one year we have fallen in and out of &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;love and still remain in love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;After one year, we have conquered seemingly insurmountable mountains and scaled the highest &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;heights to stay together. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;We have looked in the faces of the naysayers &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;and proven them foolish. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Edwardian Script ITC&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;We have created a life, made a family, found each &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;other again and again. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;After one year, we have learned each other’s ups and downs and we still remain. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;We have grown together and displayed the kind of strength and fortitude some people only dream of. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;For all of this, I say to you and believe there is &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;nothing if there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;isn&lt;/span&gt;’t love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love knowing you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love waking up next to you and falling asleep by you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love the sound of your voice and the feel of your touch.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love your warm heart and your cold feet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love making love with you and giving love to you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love that you are mine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love watching you exist.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love your affection and your kindness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love your family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love the way you love my son.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love your kisses.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="margin-top:0in;margin-right:1.0in; margin-bottom:0in;margin-left:1.0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-align:center"&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Transit"&gt;I love you.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114726619181611283-2509526774087026223?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2509526774087026223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=2509526774087026223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2509526774087026223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2509526774087026223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/11/celebration.html' title='A CELEBRATION!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-2086801437562403155</id><published>2008-11-06T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:30:13.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween...for 40 minutes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SRNFnPN9ZxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hk4SOBmIUtc/s1600-h/Turner%27s_Halloween_08_046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SRNFnPN9ZxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hk4SOBmIUtc/s320/Turner%27s_Halloween_08_046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265628929728538386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Halloween turned out more exciting for us than it really did for Turner. At first we had to bribe him to get the costume on, then to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;face paint&lt;/span&gt; on, then to say Trick-or-Treat, which comes out more like, "Ch-Ch-Cheat." In my very biased opinion, Turner is the cutest lion that has ever prowled Albuquerque. After about forty minutes he decided that pushing his bike was much more entertaining than knocking on doors. Thankfully, he really doesn't understand candy yet so the interest in getting candy was low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;After trick-or-treating, we went to a carnival at an elementary school down the road. They had hot air balloons, and jumping things (I don't know the official name), games, music, candy, food...and if you can believe it, even with all of that, Turner only wanted to swing on the swings and pretend to drive a parked golf cart. By 7:30 he was completely finished with this Halloween business so we called it a night, bathed the lion, and sent him off to his den. &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/2114726619181611283-2086801437562403155?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2086801437562403155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=2086801437562403155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2086801437562403155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2086801437562403155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloweenfor-40-minutes.html' title='Halloween...for 40 minutes.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SRNFnPN9ZxI/AAAAAAAAAJA/hk4SOBmIUtc/s72-c/Turner%27s_Halloween_08_046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-9213243887449067711</id><published>2008-10-22T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T12:28:46.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SP9-mRWpE3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/74sOAHVwQKk/s1600-h/McCall%27s+Pumpkin+Patch+Nov+2008+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SP9-mRWpE3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/74sOAHVwQKk/s400/McCall%27s+Pumpkin+Patch+Nov+2008+066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260062085750526834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This past weekend we packed up and drove to McCall's pumpkin patch and what fun it was to see Turner take in the sites. Everyday he is more funny and amazing. The patch was more crowed than I have ever seen it, but it was fantastic either way. Turner very much enjoyed the farm animals, except for when they had their faces in his, he didn't want any part of that. He went down an interesting slide and I still don't know how he really felt about that adventure. The line to catch the hay ride to get to the actual pumpkin patch was long, but moved quickly. Turner loved the pumpkin patch and picked out too many pumpkins. We ended up with 3 very large pumpkins and 1 small one, needless to say it was very difficult for John and I to get Turner, the bag, and the pumpkins back to to the departing hay ride. We soon realized that we had gone too far back in the patch and it was not as easy to get out whilst toting the pumpkins. Much to my surprise, Turner konked out on the ride back, very cute though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The 19th was my birthday, the day we went to the patch, but I don't say that to tout, but to say that I had one of the best birthdays that I can ever remember. Although I got a killer gift (an iPhone) it was the intangible things that really made the day extraordinary, like the time I had with Turner and John. It was relaxing, exciting, fun, and amazing all at once.&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/2114726619181611283-9213243887449067711?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/9213243887449067711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=9213243887449067711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/9213243887449067711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/9213243887449067711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/10/pumpkin-patch.html' title='The Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SP9-mRWpE3I/AAAAAAAAAIY/74sOAHVwQKk/s72-c/McCall%27s+Pumpkin+Patch+Nov+2008+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-3160781275019017827</id><published>2008-09-11T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T11:09:07.764-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>I was thinking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SMlToLCrq5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fsxpxsogA1o/s1600-h/VOTERjpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SMlToLCrq5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fsxpxsogA1o/s200/VOTERjpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244815190673566610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;So I have been at my desk mulling about the election and I am infuriated. I am infuriated with the voter that believes every attack advertisement, I am angry with the voter that does no political research on the candidate, I am livid with the voter who chooses a party because their family is affiliated with that party, I am fed up with the voter that votes on one issue, like abortion, without ever considering the entire platform, I am sick and tired of the voter who votes on color or gender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;I read an article today about "Working Moms" viewing the flawed Sarah Palin as their perfect candidate! Are you serious? Simply relating to someone doesn't warrant them as eligible or qualified for the position of Vice President. Should all of the rich geriatrics vote for McCain, how about the African-American, should they vote for Obama, and what will the veterans do? Oh my, there is Biden and McCain. VOTE ON ISSUES!!! Vote on the truth! Find out the truth, research their records, be an active voters or stay home. &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/2114726619181611283-3160781275019017827?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3160781275019017827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=3160781275019017827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/3160781275019017827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/3160781275019017827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-was-thinking.html' title='I was thinking...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SMlToLCrq5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/fsxpxsogA1o/s72-c/VOTERjpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-2686219439026037411</id><published>2008-08-29T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:04:08.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Barack the Vote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SLhH_YGJHHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zVlS3lcgUjs/s1600-h/barack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240017320571116658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SLhH_YGJHHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zVlS3lcgUjs/s200/barack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I don't know how many of you tuned into Barack's speech last night, but I must say, AMAZING! The speech was so amazing, so moving, so direct. I am sick and tired of the GWB administration and I am so proud that people are FINALLY rallying for a change. When he came out to officially accept the nomination tears came to my eyes because not only it is so monumental, but because I really believe in what can happen. Like Barack said, "This election has never been about me, it is about you." It is about the people, the people know there is better, that this is not the best that America can be and refuse to simply live in our own bubble and say that it doesn't effect me. Rally and be a part of this immense change! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If you somehow missed last night's speech:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://my.barackobama.com/page/community/post/samgrahamfelsen/gG5l5C"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;http://my.barackobama.com/page/community/post/samgrahamfelsen/gG5l5C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&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/2114726619181611283-2686219439026037411?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2686219439026037411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=2686219439026037411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2686219439026037411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2686219439026037411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/08/barack-vote.html' title='Barack the Vote!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SLhH_YGJHHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/zVlS3lcgUjs/s72-c/barack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-4092123963306612594</id><published>2008-08-25T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:14:39.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Marriage of Figaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SLMSi2e-xvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Tp2thBcer7U/s1600-h/figaro_lrg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238551181512328946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SLMSi2e-xvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Tp2thBcer7U/s200/figaro_lrg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;Last Friday, John and I went to the opera for the very first time, to think all of this time the opera house was just waiting for us. It was amazing, I wasn't much for the scandal, but what would the opera be without scandal? The show was enjoyable, in Italian (thankfully there were translation screens), and even humorous. It was 3.5 hours long though, usually that wouldn't bother me, but it started at 8:00pm! At one point, though, I thought I was going to waste my very expensive ticket by falling asleep...it was 10:45pm!! Either way, we had a great time and I am so happy to have an opera experience under my belt!&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/2114726619181611283-4092123963306612594?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4092123963306612594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=4092123963306612594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/4092123963306612594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/4092123963306612594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/08/marriage-of-figaro.html' title='The Marriage of Figaro'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/SLMSi2e-xvI/AAAAAAAAAEY/Tp2thBcer7U/s72-c/figaro_lrg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-3601586567631548432</id><published>2008-08-25T12:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:57:02.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>See...I can excercise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Primarily, I am not a fan of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt;, not one bit, unless I am having lots of fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt; and don't realize that I am actually &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;exercising&lt;/span&gt;. Catch my drift?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Well, in an attempt to be a supportive significant other, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;exercised&lt;/span&gt;. On Sunday, I participated in the "Climb to Conquer Cancer Walk" up to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sandia&lt;/span&gt; Peak...6.5 miles. Oh my goodness! I was certain that death was near! Then, in an act of who knows what, but certainly acting as a glutton for punishment, John and I went on a 10 mile bicycle ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Two things:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. I proved to myself that I am not a complete sloth and that I can most certainly endure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. I am not a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;quitter&lt;/span&gt;, I may be slow, but I still finish (even with a little help from John).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://community.acsevents.org/site/TR/CommunityFundraisingPages/CTCGreatWestDivision?fr_id=10191&amp;amp;pg=entry&amp;amp;JServSessionIdr011=t140mi5m61.app312b"&gt;http://community.acsevents.org/site/TR/CommunityFundraisingPages/CTCGreatWestDivision?fr_id=10191&amp;amp;pg=entry&amp;amp;JServSessionIdr011=t140mi &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;5m61.app312b&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114726619181611283-3601586567631548432?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/3601586567631548432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=3601586567631548432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/3601586567631548432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/3601586567631548432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/08/seei-can-excercise.html' title='See...I can excercise!'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-1462822501120724292</id><published>2008-08-22T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:51:50.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>John, the one and only.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3366ff;"&gt;John, my understanding, dashingly good looking, affectionate, boyfriend, partner, roommate, and best friend. I am going to brag, he is tall, stately, intelligent, wise, funny, cozy, and he is my home, and in my heart. He evens me out, he helps me out, and sometimes wears me out.  ;) And for the record, I love, love, love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114726619181611283-1462822501120724292?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/1462822501120724292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=1462822501120724292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/1462822501120724292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/1462822501120724292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/08/john-one-and-only.html' title='John, the one and only.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-2295874915721177294</id><published>2008-08-22T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:52:47.147-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turner, the down and dirty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A man on the go to say the least. An energetic, silly, cuddly Turner Bug. He like cars, driving (well pretending to drive), books, he falls asleep with &lt;em&gt;Good Night Moon &lt;/em&gt;and &lt;em&gt;Guess How Much I Love You&lt;/em&gt;, loves to play in the water, is learning to pee in the toilet, goes to Montessori school, loves his bear and his Isotopes baseball Orbits stuffed animal, won't go anywhere without his red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Croc's&lt;/span&gt;, does not like the doctor, loves eggs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kashi&lt;/span&gt; cereal, gives open mouth kisses, sleeps in a big boy bed, won't give up the pacifier at night, an excellent runner, just learned to jump as well, gets very excited to see pictures of people he knows, jumps and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;screams when he sees a hot air balloon, favorite word is "no," and is a world-class climber. And I love, love, love him.&lt;/span&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/2114726619181611283-2295874915721177294?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/2295874915721177294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=2295874915721177294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2295874915721177294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/2295874915721177294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/08/turner-down-and-dirty.html' title='Turner, the down and dirty.'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2114726619181611283.post-4447165668707101130</id><published>2008-08-22T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:58:33.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alicia'/><title type='text'>Blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;This is my third blog attempt and I am determined to keep up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Let's begin, I am Alicia, the mother to one extremely intelligent and silly boy, the partner to one completely &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;extraordinary&lt;/span&gt; man, the employee at Futures for Children, a nonprofit organization that works with American Indian children to achieve educational success, and the daughter of one amazing father.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Interests: Turner, John, reading, quotes, pictures, shopping, changing the world or at least making the attempt, democratic/liberal pursuits, speaking my mind, working diligently and hard, relaxing, coffee of any kind, writing, and anything that involves my son's well being and happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Anti-interests: ignorance, unpreparedness, irresponsibility, lack of loyalty, tomatoes, handling raw meat, doing nothing, ants, people who drive in the fast lane who aren't going, well, fast, giving up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2114726619181611283-4447165668707101130?l=everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/feeds/4447165668707101130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2114726619181611283&amp;postID=4447165668707101130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/4447165668707101130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2114726619181611283/posts/default/4447165668707101130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://everchangingeverafter.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging.html' title='Blogging...'/><author><name>Alicia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13153834222117339282</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ioZdhsEsTjw/S7IzdEkZ32I/AAAAAAAAA2g/iF1PWFzGwsc/S220/Alicia_Turner+at+Salena%27s+wedding.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
