<?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-7133981954488794907</id><updated>2012-02-10T11:04:08.252-05:00</updated><category term='south'/><category term='news'/><category term='tablescapes'/><category term='Five Favorites'/><category term='movies'/><category term='books'/><category term='DIY'/><category term='ballet'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='garden'/><category term='relatives'/><category term='Victoria Magazine Blog Party'/><category term='art'/><category term='Love Your Husband Tuesday'/><category term='macaroons'/><category term='summer'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Beautiful Blogs 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Story Tuesday'/><category term='anemomes'/><category term='where bloggers create'/><category term='teapot and tea things'/><category term='pink saturday'/><category term='music videos'/><category term='Shaker Style'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='remedy'/><category term='architecture'/><category term='soldiers'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='animals'/><category term='Blooming Friday'/><category term='kitchen diary'/><category term='tea time tuesday'/><category term='collection'/><category term='Tuesdays Unwrapped'/><category term='my handsome'/><category term='bridesmaids'/><category term='clothing'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='colloquialisms'/><category term='lemon verbena'/><category term='beauty products'/><category term='Friday Follow'/><category term='homes'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='arts'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='favorites'/><category term='actresses'/><category term='politics'/><category term='music'/><category term='blueberries'/><category term='award'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='Practical Magic Blog Party'/><category term='collecting'/><category term='blog of the week'/><category term='hospitality'/><category term='dog products'/><category term='getting to know you sunday'/><category term='Beautiful Blogs of The Week'/><category term='Blog Parties'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='food'/><category term='kitchen stuff'/><category term='home decor'/><category term='my favorite things'/><category term='gardening'/><category term='chickens'/><category term='milk glass'/><category term='Friday Photo Flashback'/><category term='hats'/><category term='courtney cox'/><category term='living room'/><category term='home tours'/><category term='tea'/><category term='jadite'/><category term='sarah addison allen'/><category term='entertaining'/><category term='rustic style'/><title type='text'>A Blooming Spirit</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>613</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6593898466765049559</id><published>2012-02-10T06:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T06:33:59.369-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trusting by faith not by sight</title><summary type='text'>I am so happy to be joining today in the Five Minute Friday at The Gypsy Mama. I haven't participated in a while which makes it more exciting. I really like this meme because I just write what it is in my heart... Just let it flow.  It is like Chicken Soup for the Soul.  Sometimes, I even surprise myself with what comes out.
This week's word is TRUST. 

Ready…Set…Go!
Trust in the Lord with all of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6593898466765049559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6593898466765049559' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6593898466765049559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6593898466765049559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/02/trusting-by-faith-not-by-sight.html' title='trusting by faith not by sight'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7843576067585231193</id><published>2012-02-08T21:11:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:19:56.166-05:00</updated><title type='text'>loving in a hard place</title><summary type='text'>Love has been overwhelming my heart for the past two months.  My heart was full during December as I celebrated the true meaning of Christmas.  My heart sang with joy at the birth of the Lamb of God who came to earth to redeem us.  That joyful love carried me through January, and then my world came tumbling down and I have been picking up the pieces ever since.  The picking of pieces has become </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7843576067585231193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7843576067585231193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7843576067585231193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7843576067585231193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/02/loving-in-hard-place-but-loving.html' title='loving in a hard place'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5971966825990865211</id><published>2012-02-06T18:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T21:32:36.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hang on because joy is coming</title><summary type='text'>Today I was reading Psalm 30 and this verse filled me with intense hope:
 "weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning."  
And then I was filled with something else: amused anger, if there is anything closely resembling that.  Anger at myself for being afraid of pain.  Why?  Because on more than one ocassion Jesus, God and the Holy Spirit have shown me their mercy and had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5971966825990865211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5971966825990865211' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5971966825990865211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5971966825990865211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/02/hang-on-joy-is-coming.html' title='hang on because joy is coming'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2226771473208886367</id><published>2012-02-04T08:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-04T08:57:09.415-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinterest Pink Saturday No. 2</title><summary type='text'>It's Pink Saturday time! So i'm sharing a few of the Pinterest pinks I like a lot this week...
Can you say romantic?  Oh, I could so live here.

and even though it is a different style I would just have to make this door fit in this house! Too beautiful.

But then I saw this house.  So pretty.  Doesn't it remind you the house in the movie Practical Magic?  

Love these two scenes.  The light is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2226771473208886367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2226771473208886367' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2226771473208886367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2226771473208886367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/02/pinterest-pink-saturday-no-2.html' title='Pinterest Pink Saturday No. 2'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7856822309839599209</id><published>2012-02-02T19:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T19:53:00.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Breaks and Friendships</title><summary type='text'>Since yesterday I have been in a good mood.  The exhaustion is starting to go away and more than ever I am amazed at the blessings I am made aware of when I really focus on the good things in my life versus the stormy moments.  And today I am very thankful for the blessing of friendship.  In real life I do not have a lot of friends; Well, I thought I did not.  One thing this situation with my dad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7856822309839599209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7856822309839599209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7856822309839599209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7856822309839599209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/02/joy-breaks-and-friendships.html' title='Joy Breaks and Friendships'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xvNfYek-P6k/TysuuY-J98I/AAAAAAAAP9s/EvsVAxe7xLo/s72-c/friends.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-3147950880837759776</id><published>2012-02-01T04:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T04:57:00.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Simplest Truth...</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/3147950880837759776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=3147950880837759776' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3147950880837759776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3147950880837759776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/02/simplest-truth.html' title='The Simplest Truth...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2855322518358037439</id><published>2012-01-30T09:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T09:14:09.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Everything Find Joy</title><summary type='text'>
This morning after praying for some reason I came back to my blog and realized this has been a heavy week.  Not just in circumstances but also in my attitude.  I mean, talk about joy kill.  Then it hit me that while dealing with these experiences I have allowed them to really suck the joy out of my life because even in these bad situations, my life if very good.  It has been so hectic that I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2855322518358037439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2855322518358037439' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2855322518358037439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2855322518358037439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-everything-find-joy.html' title='In Everything Find Joy'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yBtx0GAASe0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8963899173943164722</id><published>2012-01-29T16:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T16:45:41.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Intentionally... Having Faith</title><summary type='text'>
When 2012 arrived at our doors, I was full of excitement.  I just knew in my heart this would be my year.  I still do, but with less luster.  Maybe is the exhaustion, maybe it is that I am still in disbelief of all of the things that have happened in two weeks.  It seems that everything is falling apart.  I thought I was catching a break but boy was I wrong.  Yesterday we did a belated birthday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8963899173943164722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8963899173943164722' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8963899173943164722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8963899173943164722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/intentionally-having-faith.html' title='Intentionally... Having Faith'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6005416925232294836</id><published>2012-01-27T09:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T09:54:16.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday... To Me.</title><summary type='text'>
If there is a subdued tone to the me title of this post is because I am in a subdued kind of mood.  The sad and painful phase is over.  There is a long road ahead... and it seems a bit daunting right now.  So right now all I am feeling is exhausted.  And so for my birthday I want to just BE.  So, today I'm spending my birthday by myself... just the way I want it.  One of the gifts Mike gave me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6005416925232294836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6005416925232294836' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6005416925232294836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6005416925232294836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday... To Me.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-389798549028677723</id><published>2012-01-25T22:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:59:32.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big "C"</title><summary type='text'>Yes, the Big "C".  We received the biopsy results and unfortunately the mass in my dad's lung is cancerous, and the mass in his brain is too.  Oddly, while we asked God to heal dad, we also prayed for the strength to handle any storm that comes our way.  And I tell you, when the doctors came I was the only person with my dad, and as I heard the news, I was amazed at the power of the faith in God </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/389798549028677723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=389798549028677723' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/389798549028677723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/389798549028677723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/dealing-with-c-word.html' title='The Big &quot;C&quot;'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1IfUP3N1jw/TyDOwXHCrgI/AAAAAAAAP8A/v1rjLfAwRwk/s72-c/lung.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7583205307823970131</id><published>2012-01-23T22:19:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T22:58:49.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Wait... And Put Everything Into Perspective</title><summary type='text'>I am sitting in our room at the SECU House, a family guest house for family members of patients of the UNC Hospitals.  The hospital offers this beautiful guest house to family members at a lower cost, and this is very convenient especially if you are not from the Raleigh/Chapel Hill area, which we are not.  I have been traveling home every day but not tonight.  Tonight, I could tell my mother </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7583205307823970131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7583205307823970131' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7583205307823970131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7583205307823970131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/we-wait-and-put-everything-into.html' title='We Wait... And Put Everything Into Perspective'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8941186785426099173</id><published>2012-01-20T12:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T15:48:19.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Close My Eyes and Float Away Trying Not to Think</title><summary type='text'>This is the way I am feeling right now. A constant flow between faith interspersed with little slashes of fear that filter through, then I close my eyes and take a deep breath.  I go between thinking "I trust you completely God" and "Forgive me for the slashes of fear".  I hope God does not think less of me for those moments when my human nature takes over, if only for a few seconds.   
If you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8941186785426099173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8941186785426099173' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8941186785426099173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8941186785426099173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-close-my-eyes-and-float-away.html' title='I Close My Eyes and Float Away Trying Not to Think'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7029234643001210106</id><published>2012-01-17T18:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T18:36:53.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When It Rains, It Pours</title><summary type='text'>My day started in a way that I knew would be "interesting" when the dealership called me to tell me my car repairs would total about $2K. I was already in a sad mood because Mike is deploying tomorrow, but this was a bomb that I was not expecting as i'm getting ready for my move.  But the worse was to come...

On Friday my dad was not feeling good and we thought he had fallen and hurt himself. He</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7029234643001210106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7029234643001210106' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7029234643001210106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7029234643001210106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-it-rains-it-pours.html' title='When It Rains, It Pours'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-566497468801537140</id><published>2012-01-13T23:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T08:22:29.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Favorites</title><summary type='text'>

So this week has been hectic but it is finally calming down.  The furniture I am taking with me to school is gone, clothes going to charity is packed and ready to be delivered to church, and now I am kind of relaxing.  And although it has been hectic, because of my knee I have had time to watch a bit more tv and spend some time browsing online and have come across some cool stuff.  Check them </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/566497468801537140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=566497468801537140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/566497468801537140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/566497468801537140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/saturday-favorites.html' title='Saturday Favorites'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8654448805780532043</id><published>2012-01-13T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T21:21:13.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ephesians Bible Study at Good Morning Girls</title><summary type='text'>
Hello everyone!  This is a reminder that the Ephesians Bible Study at Good Morning Girls starts on Sunday, 15 January.  What a fastastic way to build a sisterhood with other women who love God!  

I am so looking forward to this!  Why? Because it was through this book, more specifically Ephesians 6:10-18 that I accepted Christ.  It was an amazing Chaplain during my deployment in 2007 that gave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8654448805780532043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8654448805780532043' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8654448805780532043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8654448805780532043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/ephesians-bible-study-at-good-morning.html' title='Ephesians Bible Study at Good Morning Girls'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aZP5h9mfrs4/TxDiC7aiCLI/AAAAAAAAP60/ygmT5LYOVSU/s72-c/gmg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8479434904925823225</id><published>2012-01-10T15:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T19:10:45.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tranformation Tuesday: Lesson from a Wilting Rose</title><summary type='text'>I can easily freak out right now.  But I have chosen not too.   In the whirlwind I am living right now preparing for my move, the last thing I needed to hear from my doctor were the words "meniscus injury" and "MRI".  Really... seriously?  And then I thought, can my life be any suckier right now?  
These thoughts filled my mind until I arrived home.  And although it was involuntary (because I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8479434904925823225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8479434904925823225' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8479434904925823225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8479434904925823225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/tranformation-tuesday-lesson-from.html' title='Tranformation Tuesday: Lesson from a Wilting Rose'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oz8Gnb7HVcY/TwzTK_azocI/AAAAAAAAP6s/BfYcYIiSUVk/s72-c/rose.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6284995113651630594</id><published>2012-01-06T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T11:59:53.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Simple from the Heart Prayer</title><summary type='text'>
For the past few days things have kicked into high gear in preparation for the pick up of my household goods, finding a new vet in Kansas, working on a referral for an internal medicine specialist at Kansas State University Veterinary (yes, I take better care of my dogs than myself...lol), trying to spend time with the family and more.  I feel like Iam riding a bike... without a helmet!  And I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6284995113651630594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6284995113651630594' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6284995113651630594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6284995113651630594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/simple-from-heart-prayer.html' title='Simple from the Heart Prayer'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2046022406412301571</id><published>2012-01-02T21:20:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T22:52:32.018-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transforming Tuesdays: From One Word to A Phrase for 2012</title><summary type='text'>It fills me with great joy when God puts something in my heart and within a few days He brings it all full circle, showing me the answer has been in front of me all the time.  This is long but bear with me.  Remember last Tuesday when I wrote about how we should pay forward the gift we received  with the birth of Jesus, and use our talents and gifts to serve others.  One of the things I would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2046022406412301571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2046022406412301571' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2046022406412301571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2046022406412301571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2012/01/transforming-tuesdays-theres-work-to-be.html' title='Transforming Tuesdays: From One Word to A Phrase for 2012'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HfP5dwXvtHs/TCeCzktkSpI/AAAAAAAADkk/Ign7Dze90Ls/s72-c/tools.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8113972550933190604</id><published>2012-01-02T08:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T08:17:08.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Tree Growing By A Stream</title><summary type='text'>With the new year, we all strive to be more in tune with God and the Holy Spirit. But more than just going through the paces we want to crave that connection, strength of faith that is unshakable, and fruitfullness in His Spirit... like a tree by a stream. Today is a repost I wrote last January about Psalm 1, which is my favorite. It seems so fitting today as I begin my study of Psalms. 
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Hello everyone!  I hope you all had a great New Year's Eve!  Mine was wonderful.  It was quiet and relaxing.  We went to a lovely dinner at a beautiful restaurant in town, and then we came to my house to chill in for some movies and watch the Times Square ball drop.  It was just very... us.  Now, we are in 2012 and I am excited about the possibilities ahead of me as the year progresses.  In the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7480751933230968998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7480751933230968998' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7480751933230968998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7480751933230968998'/><link 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few minutes I like to browse around and look at the beautiful, sometimes funny, photos.  And is it me or can it be addictive?  Anyhow, here my favorite picks for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6979079367676366335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6979079367676366335' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6979079367676366335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6979079367676366335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/dose-of-cute-until-next-year.html' title='A Dose of Cute Until the Next Year'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6854961528620939</id><published>2011-12-28T21:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:39:33.267-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From My Soapbox: Brawl at the Church of the Nativity</title><summary type='text'>I had a totally different post for Thought Provoking Thursday but I need to get on my soapbox.  Oh, yes I do!  I am stunned, and not in a good way, about the news that clergymen clashed today at the Church of the Nativity.  You heard me: as in Jesus' birthplace.  Inside the building... while cleaning the church.  That noise you just heard is my jaw dropping yet again, as I read the words I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6854961528620939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6854961528620939' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6854961528620939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6854961528620939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/minute-in-my-soapbox-brawl-at-church-of.html' title='From My Soapbox: Brawl at the Church of the Nativity'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4393735537333048951</id><published>2011-12-28T09:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T20:03:40.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Words: My 2012 Word</title><summary type='text'>Last year, after a previous year that will go down in my life's history as one of the worse in earthy terms, I chose three words that would be the focus of the 2011 year.  These words were TRUST, SIMPLIFY, and BALANCE. You can go here to read the entire post titled Renewal: A Good Year.   These three words made me stay focused during 2011, and although my life is not completely perfect, it has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4393735537333048951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4393735537333048951' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4393735537333048951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4393735537333048951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/power-of-words-my-2012-word.html' title='The Power of Words: My 2012 Word'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7055103611483967060</id><published>2011-12-27T09:53:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T03:46:47.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Transforming Tuesdays: Paying Forward The Gift</title><summary type='text'>"Freely you have received, freely give".  This part of Matthew 10:8 seems so much more relevant today, a few days after Christmas.  A simple yet powerful reminder that the free gift we received with the birth of Jesus is meant to be shared with those who have not come to Christ.  The first gift of Christmas was the gift of Love, and I believe the amount of love you have in you is a great measure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7055103611483967060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7055103611483967060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7055103611483967060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7055103611483967060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/paying-forward-gift.html' title='Transforming Tuesdays: Paying Forward The Gift'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMphPDSvOxc/Tvo2Z9PCX4I/AAAAAAAAP1w/PpIb45as_6s/s72-c/ttuesd.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4786144101984918781</id><published>2011-12-25T00:01:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T02:36:50.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Multitude on Mondays: The Light on a Silent Night</title><summary type='text'>I light the cand﻿le...the fifth candle.  The Christ candle.
A symbolic flame announcing the birth of the Lamb of God.  A reminder of His purity.
The Breath of Heaven; God made into flesh.  The Glorious Invisible made Visible.

The four candles embraced by four others in a circle.  A reminder of God's never ending love and His eternal light.
Hope.  Love.  Joy.  Peace.   They all exist in the Flame</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4786144101984918781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4786144101984918781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4786144101984918781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4786144101984918781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/in-stillness-of-silent-night.html' title='Multitude on Mondays: The Light on a Silent Night'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/g7tVQhozwT4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-1419763966812169903</id><published>2011-12-24T08:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T09:42:18.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Gift of Christmas</title><summary type='text'>
All of my life I have been impatient.  I am not good at waiting although I am trying to get better.  Yet this year I have been very intentional about waiting, especially during the Advent season.  What has occurred has changed my life for the better and I believe forever.   I cannot even begin to describe it.  I find myself thinking a lot about two things.  
First, how God said to Satan "check </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/1419763966812169903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=1419763966812169903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1419763966812169903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1419763966812169903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/first-gift-of-christmas.html' title='The First Gift of Christmas'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7799223038700357414</id><published>2011-12-19T13:05:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T23:29:41.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Invited to the Biggest Birthday Party of the Year!</title><summary type='text'>﻿This is it!  You all are invited to the biggest birthday party of the season!  I'm so excited!  A party like this I really have never celebrated in my life.  And the best thing is that you are also invited!  How excited I am for you and me?  So much I want to fill a thousand balloons and jump with glee!!!




So excited that I am feeling like a little girl who cannot wait for that day to arrive.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7799223038700357414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7799223038700357414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7799223038700357414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7799223038700357414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/you-are-invited-to-biggest-birthday.html' title='You Are Invited to the Biggest Birthday Party of the Year!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KaLhlmAHCE0/TLZ5hK1khtI/AAAAAAAABWs/7ObPjNfy2pI/s72-c/tumblr_l3qxg3pXOq1qakcxko1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-615969925139893107</id><published>2011-12-10T08:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T08:30:53.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Grace</title><summary type='text'>"Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound, That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost but now am found, was blind, but now I see."

Today I woke up with this song in my heart. If you ask me, this Is a great way to start the day. Don't you just love when the heart and the Spirit are in synch just to praise God and his infinite Grace? Have a wonderful day!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/615969925139893107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=615969925139893107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/615969925139893107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/615969925139893107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/amazing-grace.html' title='Amazing Grace'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5010874728538934536</id><published>2011-12-08T15:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T16:00:07.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Has Santa Taken Away the Meaning of Christmas?</title><summary type='text'>Yeap, I went there.  I normally try to stay away on this blog from subjects that include the politics behind holidays, but of this one I feel really strongly about.  Let me explain.  A few nights ago I was watching a movie called The Case for Christmas.  In the movie Santa gets sued by someone saying he is creating false expectations for kids.  In his closing statement, Santa's lawyer says (and I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5010874728538934536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5010874728538934536' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5010874728538934536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5010874728538934536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/has-santa-taken-away-meaning-of.html' title='Has Santa Taken Away the Meaning of Christmas?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-3261630302452412638</id><published>2011-12-05T14:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T15:28:11.898-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are You Part of the Servolution?</title><summary type='text'>One of the biggest blessings in my life is that I was able to find a church where I felt welcomed as well as connected with God.  For years I was a wanderer looking for that one church that would speak to me, where I could feel like the Holy Spirit was present.  Because one thing I can tell you is that there is a big difference between a church that just goes through the paces and a church where </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/3261630302452412638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=3261630302452412638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3261630302452412638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3261630302452412638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/are-you-part-of-servolution_05.html' title='Are You Part of the Servolution?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6941978753644755472</id><published>2011-12-04T08:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T09:53:49.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Little Town of Bethlehem: Humble Beginning to the King of Kings</title><summary type='text'>Today, as I lit the second candle of Advent, also known as The Bethlehem Candle or The Candle of Preparation,I  am reminded about the humble beginnings of the greatest love story ever told. I always marvel at the fact that there is nothing "by chance" or "by accident" when it comes to God's perfect plan. Think about it. God chose Mary and Joseph to be the parents of this little lamb, and it is no</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6941978753644755472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6941978753644755472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6941978753644755472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6941978753644755472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-little-town-of-bethlehem-humble.html' title='Oh Little Town of Bethlehem: Humble Beginning to the King of Kings'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZC-Ft6i9ytA/TtpYrjdNu8I/AAAAAAAAPZ8/m3WmGnMxKjM/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6754111975061244809</id><published>2011-12-01T16:27:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T12:31:52.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flame of Hope... Light in the Darkness</title><summary type='text'>It seems this year I am more aware of   my relationship and closeness with God.  As I pray in the morning and dine at night with the first candle of Advent lit, the flicker of the flame makes me think of how fortunate I am to have found the light to guide my path through the darkness. 



It is amazing how a single flame can provide comfort, the feeling of strength and protection because of its </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6754111975061244809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6754111975061244809' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6754111975061244809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6754111975061244809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/12/flame-of-hope-it-seems-this-year-i-am.html' title='The Flame of Hope... Light in the Darkness'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6962335878269813369</id><published>2011-11-30T17:15:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T12:31:30.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for the Arrival</title><summary type='text'>When I was growing up, Christmas was a magical time full of wonder and expectations... not of Santa Claus.  Why?  In Puerto Rico Santa Claus was not the focus of the season; it was the arrival of the Three Wise Men.  On January 6th, we celebrate the day when the Three Wise Men brought gifts to the baby to honor him.  At night, our parents would take us to fill shoeboxes with grass to "feed" the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6962335878269813369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6962335878269813369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6962335878269813369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6962335878269813369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-than-baby-ultimate-gift-of-love.html' title='Preparing for the Arrival'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2630839821146900832</id><published>2011-11-26T19:03:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T19:37:48.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, I am a "I Don't Want to be a Mother"  Poser</title><summary type='text'>
I am.  Oh, yes I sure am.  To the word I portray the image of an independent woman who is "happy" she does not have children.  I have told myself for years that I do not want children and that I am ok with the fact that I do not have them.  I even sometimes make innocent jokes about the "cute little monsters".  
Yes, I am a poser.
I wasn't always like this.  At one point in my PJ (pre-Jesus) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2630839821146900832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2630839821146900832' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2630839821146900832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2630839821146900832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/are-you-poser.html' title='Hello, I am a &quot;I Don&apos;t Want to be a Mother&quot;  Poser'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dVPZp_8hgHk/TtF-DUjBJqI/AAAAAAAAPZ0/wVxLtJAq1Es/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-9037177677080619738</id><published>2011-11-24T20:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T18:40:04.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glimpses of Thanksgiving Day</title><summary type='text'>
Hello everyone!  I hope you had a fantastic Thanksgiving, as wonderful as I did!  I spent it with my parents and it was a perfect day.  The only thing that could have made it more perfect would have been if Mike was here.  Here is a small glimpse into my day.

Have a great day!
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/9037177677080619738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=9037177677080619738' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/9037177677080619738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/9037177677080619738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/glimpses-of-thanksgiving.html' title='Glimpses of Thanksgiving Day'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6mkNudr79I/Ts7xbzeJr5I/AAAAAAAAPZM/QXd3RIuyhcs/s72-c/thanksgiving.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6894153101056573035</id><published>2011-11-22T20:03:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T18:40:36.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Thankful... For Everything</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was reading my devotional and it quoted this verse from Phillipians 4:6, "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." I kept thinking about it all day mostly because it made me reflect about where I am today and where I was yesterday.


This past two years were… interesting. Through the challenging</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6894153101056573035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6894153101056573035' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6894153101056573035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6894153101056573035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/im-thankful-for-everything.html' title='I&apos;m Thankful... For Everything'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oguaV9gxbdM/TsxGavNurBI/AAAAAAAAPY8/7VSyA1A2q5A/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8697561544634995246</id><published>2011-11-20T19:21:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T20:17:51.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She Grows.  She Blooms.</title><summary type='text'>Yes, leave it to me to finally post my FMF post on a Sunday but it has been so busy with preparations for the next coming weeks, plus I have declared war on the fallen leaves around the neighborhood that seem to have decided to end up in my front yard.  But I wanted to participate in this FMF because the subject of  "Grow" is one  that resonates with me.  This is the one word that has defined my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8697561544634995246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8697561544634995246' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8697561544634995246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8697561544634995246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/belated-five-minute-friday-grow.html' title='She Grows.  She Blooms.'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gVeB09jSnmg/TsmZar_lUWI/AAAAAAAAPYU/kwSszWANGyo/s72-c/maria+sig+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2208522699662974599</id><published>2011-11-18T08:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T21:02:39.188-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vase: Intentionally Finding Beauty</title><summary type='text'>Have you noticed that an empty vase can be beautiful? When you first buy it is by itself. That beauty is what attracts you to it. Yet for the most part it is not until we get flowers to fill them that we bring it out. I normally think "why bring out the vase if I don't have anything beautiful to put into it?".  Well, why not?  A vase in itself can be a beautiful thing.  It reminds us that in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2208522699662974599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2208522699662974599' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2208522699662974599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2208522699662974599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/intentional-meaning-of-vase.html' title='The Vase: Intentionally Finding Beauty'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ts8vfuKtm_w/TsZeK5B5oNI/AAAAAAAAPSg/omb79lujV1A/s72-c/maria+sig+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-541276749801911560</id><published>2011-11-16T12:34:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T19:34:41.287-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thankful Feeling: Love, Distance and Everything in Between...</title><summary type='text'>I knew it the first time I saw him.  He was THE one for me.  Many people ask me why I've never been married, and although I give many answers, the one is that they were not him.  To me it was love at first sight.  To this day, after many years, I remember everything about the day I met him.  It may seem a romantic notion but I have always known it is him.  It took putting everything in God's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/541276749801911560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=541276749801911560' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/541276749801911560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/541276749801911560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/love-airplanes-and-everything-in.html' title='A Thankful Feeling: Love, Distance and Everything in Between...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GDut31g8ywg/TsPzwwZ1E-I/AAAAAAAAPSM/YQQSF2R5AyY/s72-c/maria+sig+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4374819218721140760</id><published>2011-11-14T20:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T12:36:03.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Christmas Lodge: A Movie Review</title><summary type='text'>I am not very much into doing movie reviews because I normally feel like I don't do them justice.  But I watched the Christmas Lodge last night and just fell in love with it.  There are plenty of movies showing right now and they are very cute stories centered around Santa.  And believe me, I love that jollie old man a lot.  But this movie was different.  


The Christmas Lodge is the first of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4374819218721140760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4374819218721140760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4374819218721140760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4374819218721140760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-lodge-movie-review.html' title='The Christmas Lodge: A Movie Review'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RsCDKULU70c/TsHD6WuECKI/AAAAAAAAPSE/Q4G8XS3d6Pk/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8538380506979285461</id><published>2011-11-12T19:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T12:35:28.442-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is in the Air</title><summary type='text'>Over the past few weeks I have mentioned that there is a lot going on right now in my life.  Lots of changes.  and while changes scare me sometimes, this time I completely and wholeheartedly put everything in God's hands.  I have been praying for guidance, to get the discernment to make the right choice, especially when it comes to my career.  And while I knew he would provide me his answer, what</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8538380506979285461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8538380506979285461' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8538380506979285461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8538380506979285461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/change-is-in-air.html' title='Change is in the Air'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DCQmzOX7nj0/Tr8SPsX6QTI/AAAAAAAAPR4/Wlf4h62DLNM/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-1421634339394503203</id><published>2011-11-11T16:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:35:11.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Pretties for Pink Saturday</title><summary type='text'>
It has been a while since I stopped by the lovely Beverly's for Pink Saturday.  So I'm sharing with her some of my favorite pink pretties from Pinterest.

Also, just a reminder that 28 November is the kick off of the Home for the Holidays Book Reading Challenge 2011.  Sign up and join in the fun that can only be found on the pages of a book.  For more information click on the button below.  


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/1421634339394503203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=1421634339394503203' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1421634339394503203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1421634339394503203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/pink-pretties-for-pink-saturday.html' title='Pink Pretties for Pink Saturday'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NXvpArZ0oyI/Tr2EoYqC51I/AAAAAAAAPRA/JDjSYrC31BM/s72-c/pinks.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-3954706592086951518</id><published>2011-11-11T08:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:37:31.465-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected: Veteran's Day Reflections</title><summary type='text'>
Unexpected is the fact that I can use the word "veteran" when it refers to me.  When I joined the Army in 1998, I had no idea that one day the term "veteran" would apply to me.  This was a word I associated with my father, Luis, who fought in Vietnam.  Even today, after many deployments, it is hard to associate that word with me.  But it is easy for me to see the image of my baby brother, who is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/3954706592086951518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=3954706592086951518' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3954706592086951518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3954706592086951518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/veterans-day-reflections-to-veterans-in.html' title='Unexpected: Veteran&apos;s Day Reflections'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_lCeOMfY0_fQ/TWly2m-jN_I/AAAAAAAAFEY/k8HJ__cvkws/s72-c/5%20minute%20friday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4482031755952750206</id><published>2011-11-09T12:57:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T20:39:24.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for The Holidays Book Challenge 2011</title><summary type='text'>
Christmas is just around the corner.  Can you believe that?  Where has this year gone?  If you are a book lover as I am, you know that with the new season comes a whole new throng of holiday books.  New releases abound, and for the minutes or hours that we read the books we seem to get lost inside the pages enjoying the magic of the holiday season through the eyes of our favorite characters.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4482031755952750206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4482031755952750206' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4482031755952750206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4482031755952750206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/home-for-holidays-book-challenge-2011.html' title='Home for The Holidays Book Challenge 2011'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v1Jf4tdyH08/TryNOJ4omyI/AAAAAAAAPQw/sbVAb9zZ4wE/s72-c/hfh.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4191981407173656497</id><published>2011-11-08T20:39:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T19:18:28.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Main Ingredient</title><summary type='text'>

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I am a firm believer that women have a gene that immediately makes us crave chocolate when we are in particular situations.  Not just any chocolate, but the type that requires liking your fingers.   This gene is activated during childhood and never goes away.  In my case I start craving chocolate in the form of pot de creme or pudding.  When you have a craving for something as a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4191981407173656497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4191981407173656497' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4191981407173656497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4191981407173656497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/main-ingredient.html' title='The Main Ingredient'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lonioBMjfL4/Trneuy7d93I/AAAAAAAAPPY/e1Ez_i0mUX4/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-1183882323037846753</id><published>2011-11-07T21:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:41:27.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did You Say?</title><summary type='text'>

I am a helper.  When somebody is in pain I want to help, or say the right things.  But as I have gotten older, I have come to realize that sometimes what the other person needs is for me to listen... not to speak.  We may have the right words to say but it may not be wise to say what is in our minds.  

James 1:19 says "My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/1183882323037846753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=1183882323037846753' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1183882323037846753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1183882323037846753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-did-you-say.html' title='What Did You Say?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I6hxcefB3B8/TriagY6JuRI/AAAAAAAAPPE/t4TvsrewbDI/s72-c/maria+sig+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-140421076735507009</id><published>2011-11-05T18:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T18:29:53.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Surprises on a Cold Morning</title><summary type='text'>
This morning it was cold and windy, and I decided to put away some of the patio decorations I have in my backyard.  When I was going down the steps I stopped right on my tracks because in the middle of the mess that is my yard right now (I didn't have much time this year to do a lot with it) were... my dahlias in full bloom!  I honestly thought they were dead because they did not bloom this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/140421076735507009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=140421076735507009' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/140421076735507009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/140421076735507009'/><link 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season!  My friends always ask me why I never go out much during the Fall and Christmas season.  And the answer is very simple: TV.  One of the things I look most forward to every year towards the end of Fall is the lineup of family Christmas movies on the Hallmark Channel.  I simply ♥ them!  And this year looks like they have a fantastic lineup of new movies that are not only heart </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6456806094125012289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6456806094125012289' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6456806094125012289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6456806094125012289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/11/let-holiday-movies-begin.html' title='It&apos;s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year... at the Hallmark Channel!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LgpKPWRLoE/TrRrkPKYkTI/AAAAAAAAPIk/8aYPxn6sMuk/s72-c/824.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-1740485278636317553</id><published>2011-11-01T02:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T20:04:13.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Natural Decor for A "Thank You" Girls-Only Get Together</title><summary type='text'>I am planning a small dinner party in two weeks for my girl neighbors to thank them for being such great neighbors.  I have been blessed with the best neighbors ever.  They are sweet and so caring, and they are always there for the "single" girl. :-)  I honestly cook because I love to, not because I have to.  They are always bringing me food.  They are too cute!  For decor, I want something that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/1740485278636317553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=1740485278636317553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1740485278636317553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1740485278636317553'/><link 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126)</title><summary type='text'>
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This week has been one of many "epiphanies" and decisions, and although some things have not been thoroughly resolved, this time I have someone who provides all the comfort I need: My God. I went through this situation two years ago, facing some of the same challenges mainly the prospect of a new career, but this time I am not feeling nervous nor hesitant because I have been praying for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/3701607715311787243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=3701607715311787243' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3701607715311787243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3701607715311787243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/multitude-on-mondays-decisions-and.html' title='Multitude on Mondays: Decisions and Blessings (No. 112 to No. 126)'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s2VY6E6BaVM/TZx8k4gm8QI/AAAAAAAALvM/jJ13coM8gy0/s72-c/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2333800340676739537</id><published>2011-10-28T21:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T21:54:45.018-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Do You Hear What I Hear? Listen To Your Heart</title><summary type='text'>If you ask me what is something I wish I could be better at, I would say praying because I don't pray... it is more of a talk with God.  I don't use big words when talking to Him.  He knows what is in my heart before I do, so there is no sense in trying to be something I am not.  And a big words person, I am not.  Talking to God is one of the ways I connect with Him in a deeper level.  I pray, or</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2333800340676739537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2333800340676739537' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2333800340676739537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2333800340676739537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/do-you-hear-what-i-hear.html' title='Do You Hear What I Hear? Listen To Your Heart'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmJcHCl93yc/Tqtbjh_MLXI/AAAAAAAAPBk/VzoQAs414nU/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-3483981192634298916</id><published>2011-10-26T21:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T22:11:55.928-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Full of Grace, Every Day</title><summary type='text'>I love this picture because it reminds me that every day God blesses me with his grace in a thousand ways.  I am not going into details but I am going through a lot of significant events in my life right now.  Holding on to his love has made a difference in how I see things, and most importantly how I react to them.   The biggest form of his grace that he has bestowed upon me is that of HOPE.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/3483981192634298916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=3483981192634298916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3483981192634298916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3483981192634298916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/full-of-grace-every-day.html' title='Full of Grace, Every Day'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4071561100542943917</id><published>2011-10-25T23:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T23:33:45.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: A Lesson in the Power of Words</title><summary type='text'>
You have heard these words before:
Words Have Power
Yes, they do.  They have the power to lift the spirit, to comfort, to admonish, to make you think, and to diffuse conflict.  This last one is one that I often tend to avoid.  As strange as it may sound for someone in the military-- I tend to avoid getting involve in situations that may involve diffusing conflict.  Yet lately I have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4071561100542943917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4071561100542943917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4071561100542943917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4071561100542943917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_3896.html' title='31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: A Lesson in the Power of Words'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7700079253556685497</id><published>2011-10-25T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T12:37:31.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: A Lesson in Patience</title><summary type='text'>
Today I was going to talk about Sarah, and how her actions founded in her impatience delayed her personal blessing.  But then I found this picture and thought that I couldn't put it any better.  
Timing is everything.  How many times have we heard this phrase?  Yet, how many times do we try to do things now instead of when they are supposed to happen?  It happens all the time, and what we do not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7700079253556685497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7700079253556685497' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7700079253556685497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7700079253556685497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_25.html' title='31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: A Lesson in Patience'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4128651702199194713</id><published>2011-10-20T21:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T21:30:16.172-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooming Friday: Queen Anne's Lace</title><summary type='text'>all photos via pinterest

With the simplicity of Baby's Breath yet a bit more sophisticated look, the Queen Anne's Lace flower makes a femenine and delicate statement especially when displayed on their own.  I look at it and I think of softness and whispery days.  I love how some flowers have the ability to change a mood or the feel of a moment by their look.  Enjoy a beautiful day. 
</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4128651702199194713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4128651702199194713' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4128651702199194713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4128651702199194713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/blooming-friday-queen-annes-lace.html' title='Blooming Friday: Queen Anne&apos;s Lace'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G9_m-7KV_hc/TqDFL-uTPHI/AAAAAAAAOdQ/SRgokoK1wl4/s72-c/maria+14+parma.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5867389048898807229</id><published>2011-10-20T18:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:39:35.068-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: A Lesson of Acceptance</title><summary type='text'>


How many times have you thought about God's love for you when suddenly a little voice in your head puts a doubtful question in your mind: 

"Am I Worthy of that Love?"
This question reminds me of the story of the woman at the well.  Why?  Because it shows that in order for God to shower His grace over her, she needed to see herself as a person of worth and value. She knew she was a sinner and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5867389048898807229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5867389048898807229' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5867389048898807229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5867389048898807229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_20.html' title='31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: A Lesson of Acceptance'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YXkg0edUrfE/TqCe2n2oVGI/AAAAAAAAOc4/-hU1mg7lZjE/s72-c/samaritan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5564240424568831637</id><published>2011-10-16T09:04:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T10:29:53.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: Day 11-15</title><summary type='text'>


Whether you are a Christian or an Atheist, everyone knows the story of Eve.  How she is "ultimately" responsible for the downfall of mankind by eating from the Forbidden Fruit and then convincing Adam to partake in the tasting, thus disobeying by God and the only order He gave Adam.  And while this is central of foundation of our Christian Faith and the one start to all of the things and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5564240424568831637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5564240424568831637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5564240424568831637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5564240424568831637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_16.html' title='31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: Day 11-15'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v01_c98kZv8/TprO-E6e4kI/AAAAAAAAOcE/y1O_F0ZE2lg/s72-c/Eve.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4929176892256769475</id><published>2011-10-11T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T20:33:00.021-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: Day 5-10</title><summary type='text'>
Do you sometimes feel that being a Christian seems to be controversial?  I some times watch the news and think "Wow, it is so hard to be a Christian some times".  Have you ever felt like that?  Or maybe it is that you seem to always be facing obstacle after obstacle, and it seems like you are not making much headway.  If  you do, then welcome to Priscilla's world.  

Priscilla, wife of Aquilas, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4929176892256769475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4929176892256769475' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4929176892256769475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4929176892256769475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_11.html' title='31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: Day 5-10'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pjefiyD_eKk/TpLcddA_v9I/AAAAAAAAOaA/A-jinO_gxkQ/s72-c/priscilla.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6604631634203910698</id><published>2011-10-08T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-08T12:48:10.512-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Again...</title><summary type='text'>Hi everyone!  Just wanted to stop real fast to say thank you for all of your prayers.  My mom is doing better, and back at home.  On Thursday, I ended up having to takeher back to the ER, and yesterday we followed up with her doctor.  Thank goodness she has been fortunate to be treated by amazing doctors at the ER, which made a big difference.  I will be back on Monday to pick up where I left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6604631634203910698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6604631634203910698' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6604631634203910698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6604631634203910698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/hello-again.html' title='Hello Again...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-3273368799011598721</id><published>2011-10-05T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:29:15.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon The Interruption</title><summary type='text'> I am taking a few days off the blog because I'm taking care of my mom.  She got pretty sick yesterday, and I even had to take her to the ER because she was having some heart palpitations that spiked her heart rate to 145, and was having some breathing problems.  She is better now, thank God, but I am spoiling her rotten until she is completely herself again.  Even better is that my boss is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/3273368799011598721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=3273368799011598721' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3273368799011598721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3273368799011598721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/pardon-interruption.html' title='Pardon The Interruption'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lFWN_1dSJCY/ToyFuUV-JXI/AAAAAAAAOUY/6mslVKVXvSY/s72-c/mari+aquarelle+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2459078801805038728</id><published>2011-10-04T21:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T00:03:55.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From The Women of The Bible (Day 4): Do You Negotiate With God?</title><summary type='text'>
Many people do not realize that sometimes when we (yes, me included) unknowingly we do the quid pro quo, or this for that... "Yes God, if you make me feel better I will be a better Christian", "If you help my marriage I will go to church every Sunday" or my personal favorite because I used it so many times when I was let's just say.. less wise.. "God, if you bring a good man into my life I will </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2459078801805038728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2459078801805038728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2459078801805038728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2459078801805038728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_04.html' title='Lessons From The Women of The Bible (Day 4): Do You Negotiate With God?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cnfRbBgKy70/TouZj0s85dI/AAAAAAAAOUQ/PJsHLrmNbQQ/s72-c/jephtats.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-812838139811569191</id><published>2011-10-03T00:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T12:22:18.417-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons From The Women of The Bible (Day 3): Do You Believe?</title><summary type='text'>

Some of the most powerful lessons in the Bible can be learned from unnamed people, women included.  And the story of the woman who touched the hem of Jesus' garment is one of the most moving and powerful lessons in the Bible.  Jesus was on the way to Jairus when he was surrounded by a crowd.  Right outside the crowd a woman lingered away from everybody.  She had been sick from bleeding for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/812838139811569191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=812838139811569191' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/812838139811569191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/812838139811569191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_03.html' title='Lessons From The Women of The Bible (Day 3): Do You Believe?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wptaOvEHP_0/TokrQ9W4h1I/AAAAAAAAOTo/tFcHFx_EzEs/s72-c/hem.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-1804104388338653958</id><published>2011-10-02T10:38:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T11:16:42.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: Day 2</title><summary type='text'>

Martha, Martha, Martha... as sad as it is to say, I can really identify with this woman.  When someone says that you are such a Martha (and I am not talking Martha Stewart here), some take it offensively.  Yet, why?  She was a faithful woman who loved God  and she loved Jesus just like her sister Mary.  She also seemed to be independent, and hospitable.  So why the negative connotation?  
We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/1804104388338653958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=1804104388338653958' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1804104388338653958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1804104388338653958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible_02.html' title='31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible: Day 2'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FGbAr7Whbr0/TodxdCe-LtI/AAAAAAAAOTM/b8h91Pss6tU/s72-c/martha.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4314360365750280059</id><published>2011-10-01T09:19:00.015-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T09:23:54.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible</title><summary type='text'>Welcome everyone!  Today is the beginning of the 31-Day Series hosted by the Nester.  My theme subject is part of the 31-Day Series hosted by The Nester.  For the next 31 days I will be discussing the story and lessons from 31 Women of the Bible, and how they relate to the 21st century Christian women.  The women I will discuss are in no specific order.  I am letting my heart tell me who to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4314360365750280059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4314360365750280059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4314360365750280059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4314360365750280059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/10/31-days-of-lessons-from-women-of-bible.html' title='31 Days of Lessons From The Women of The Bible'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rFNqUnocNJY/ToknbsCcIPI/AAAAAAAAOTk/JcAWI1EID1M/s72-c/naomi.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7844668905947167373</id><published>2011-09-30T19:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T19:58:21.479-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unplanned Post: A Moment that Takes Your Breath Away</title><summary type='text'>I was not planning on posting anything else today but when I saw this video I knew I had to share with you.  If you have already seen this video, then I apologize for the repeat, but if you are like me this is the first time you are seeing this video.  And believe me, this will bring joy to your day.  In the video, a deaf baby receives a Cochlear implant and hears his mother for the first time.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7844668905947167373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7844668905947167373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7844668905947167373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7844668905947167373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/unplanned-post-moment-that-takes-your.html' title='Unplanned Post: A Moment that Takes Your Breath Away'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZDD7Ohs5tAk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4582502318715049480</id><published>2011-09-29T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:19:27.079-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooming Friday: Girls Who Lunch</title><summary type='text'>
As someone who loves everything bridal, I am always looking at wedding blogs.  While I was in Style Me Pretty, I saw these photos and loved it.  The relaxed femininity of the bouquet is beautiful yet I also find it very classy.  And the mix of flowers just works.  And what about this table setting?  More than wedding, it says to me: girls who lunch.  Oh, and I'll take six of those chairs, please</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4582502318715049480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4582502318715049480' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4582502318715049480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4582502318715049480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/blooming-friday-girls-who-lunch.html' title='Blooming Friday: Girls Who Lunch'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ek7AvR7C3yI/ToUK8zYTPrI/AAAAAAAAORU/_C_haad74iQ/s72-c/mari+aquarelle+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5561005367553706190</id><published>2011-09-28T23:25:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T08:04:34.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Days Series 2011 Edition: The Women of the Bible</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever been very excited to join a linky party series?  Well, I am!  I am joining the 31 Days Series.  For the third year, The Nester will be hosting this series with seven other bloggers starting 1 October.  This year the group has been gracious to welcome any blogger who wants to participate with their own 31 Days theme.  So I am linking with Darcy at my3boybarians (oh, I love this blog </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5561005367553706190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5561005367553706190' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5561005367553706190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5561005367553706190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/31-days-series-2011-edition.html' title='31 Days Series 2011 Edition: The Women of the Bible'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tO_7ZK4Lvg/ToPt4VH86DI/AAAAAAAAORM/u2nG3LMen00/s72-c/31+days.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5115603446381985372</id><published>2011-09-28T21:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T23:54:50.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Circle of Prayer: Praying for Katie &amp; Lindsey</title><summary type='text'>One of the most wonderful aspects of blogging has been meeting wonderful new people, and if you are lucky some become very dear friends.  I have been very lucky in that regards and met one of my most dear friends, Sherri, thanks to blogging.  Then there are the friends that unfortunately you cannot meet face to face because of distance.  Through their blogs, though, you get to meet them and learn</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5115603446381985372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5115603446381985372' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5115603446381985372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5115603446381985372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/circle-of-prayer-praying-for-katie.html' title='A Circle of Prayer: Praying for Katie &amp; Lindsey'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_2YlpJieHo/ToPHbuSTEvI/AAAAAAAAOQk/FocBZQfzXOE/s72-c/mari+aquarelle+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-895452637660881961</id><published>2011-09-27T23:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T13:08:53.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely Morning Routine Full of Hope</title><summary type='text'> photo via 

I have discovered that I am a morning person.  I love opening my eyes and realizing that I am alive...
"Thank you God", I whisper half awake, half asleep.  Deep down I am so grateful that I get another day to live a good life.  To make a difference.
After I wake up and wrap myself in the warmth of my flannel robe, comes one of my favorite moments of the day.  With my cup of coffee in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/895452637660881961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=895452637660881961' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/895452637660881961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/895452637660881961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/lovely-morning-routine.html' title='A Lovely Morning Routine Full of Hope'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEqyrJKDKGA/ToKOgtFwJJI/AAAAAAAAOQQ/Tf0gQjLNH1k/s72-c/mari+aquarelle+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-1371863793765401341</id><published>2011-09-25T00:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T08:20:32.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Season, New Possibilities</title><summary type='text'>
The season of the year, after youth has passed away, the colored leaves shall waltz, until at last they lay.  Alone each must dance, and foretell of coming glory. 

Autumn's beauty giving hope in an unfolding story.  A hope of eternal life, beyond what the eye can see, a promised resurrection, and God who holds the key. 

The cycle will continue, till she blooms again at last, through the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/1371863793765401341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=1371863793765401341' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1371863793765401341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1371863793765401341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/give-thanks-for-new-season.html' title='New Season, New Possibilities'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jKZx7No5UWU/Tn554UC8VmI/AAAAAAAAOOk/ParozrffEuo/s72-c/maria+aquarelle.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-983299418539780792</id><published>2011-09-23T20:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T21:28:19.429-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspiration of A Different Kind</title><summary type='text'>photo via  pinterest

Pink.  It is my favorite color.  Soft Pink...it reminds me of gentleness.  It reminds me of a better me.  It brings images of calm, quiet and delicate.  That is what my spirit has been craving lately.  
You may have noticed that the content of my posts have turned a bit more to discussing my faith.  I am going through a season in my life when there are a few changes (all for</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/983299418539780792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=983299418539780792' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/983299418539780792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/983299418539780792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/inspiration-of-different-kind.html' title='Inspiration of A Different Kind'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PSJAw-WY8tc/Tn0jWnvW9AI/AAAAAAAAOOE/-D-suOdp_Nw/s72-c/mari+aquarelle+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5169029219279188178</id><published>2011-09-22T19:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T20:35:49.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Loving... Simple Fall Decorations</title><summary type='text'>

Every Fall I go all out with my Fall season decorations but this year I am going very simple.  First, I am not buying any additional decorations because still love the ones I have.  And second, I want to keep it clean and unfussy which is why I love all of these inspirations photos.  These decorations are beautiful and literally can be made with leaves from your yard (if you are lucky to live </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5169029219279188178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5169029219279188178' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5169029219279188178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5169029219279188178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-loving-clean-and-classy-fall.html' title='I Am Loving... Simple Fall Decorations'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dAL4ZTv093Y/Tn0l3KBYD_I/AAAAAAAAOOQ/Vk8vm05MMrM/s72-c/mari+aquarelle+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-162099270275039997</id><published>2011-09-22T01:16:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T20:37:03.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Ms. Universe... Because I Want World Peace</title><summary type='text'>For the past week I have been waking up to slowly waking days surrounded by foggy skies, and I know that autumn is definitely here.  I always look forward to this season of the year with great anticipation.  Not only because of the changes in leave colors, but because to me it is a season of meditation.  To me it signifies quiet and calm, a season of reflection... 

Yes, I have been reflecting a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/162099270275039997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=162099270275039997' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/162099270275039997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/162099270275039997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-want-world-peace.html' title='Call Me Ms. Universe... Because I Want World Peace'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N0Jh3oAdRWY/Tn0mGNUMAFI/AAAAAAAAOOU/H9c6zgfrdSc/s72-c/mari+aquarelle+24.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2914383249104205870</id><published>2011-09-20T23:46:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T00:42:36.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stepping Inside the Sisterhood Box</title><summary type='text'>
When I see photos like this one my first reaction is wishing I had a group of friends like that.  I have never been comfortable with making news friends because I have a very reserved personality.  I have also had some bad experiences with friendships that have made me retreat to a point where I have found an imagined semblance of comfort... with myself.  Going up to a person and striking a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2914383249104205870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2914383249104205870' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2914383249104205870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2914383249104205870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/stepping-inside-sisterhood-box.html' title='Stepping Inside the Sisterhood Box'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oIMvajr7_XI/Tnq8qtl5CgI/AAAAAAAAONE/jvrAoB4lqlE/s72-c/Maria+32+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2686324348444305991</id><published>2011-09-19T19:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:41:46.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Viva La France: The French General Store</title><summary type='text'>The other day I was visiting a blog and there was a link to this beautiful site called The French General.  And when I clicked on it I found myself in French paradise.  And I know there are a few francophiles who read this blog and will love all the things this site has to offer.  This beautiful online shop is just beautiful and has some of the most unique French inspired and French found items </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2686324348444305991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2686324348444305991' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2686324348444305991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2686324348444305991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/viva-la-france-french-general.html' title='Viva La France: The French General Store'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MVwgQ2NbwAk/TnfPVFxUjFI/AAAAAAAAN_o/99gYV4djsoA/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4408387290128275865</id><published>2011-09-17T22:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:26:05.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strength &amp; Joy: A Girl Named Sara</title><summary type='text'>
On Thursday night I was reading a post from one of the few male bloggers I read.  His name is Craig, and this man has one of the most beautiful and generous hearts I know.  And he also has a great way with words.  On this specific night he wrote about a girl named Sara.  Sarah is ill and Craig wrote a beautiful post about her that by the end had in me in tears.  After I finished reading the post</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4408387290128275865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4408387290128275865' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4408387290128275865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4408387290128275865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/strength-joy-girl-named-sara.html' title='Strength &amp; Joy: A Girl Named Sara'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lCeOMfY0_fQ/S6Q0Vm0n9GI/AAAAAAAADsQ/aGNiCUxtMZE/s72-c/1+me+riley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-32857983069531804</id><published>2011-09-17T09:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T18:27:39.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Weekend!</title><summary type='text'>Photo Via  

Oh goodness, the past two days have been beautifully autumn-like.  Yesterday I woke up to go for a run and it was like 52 degrees Farenheit!  I had to go back in an put on a long-sleeve shirt.  Then towards the end of the day it started raining, and suddenly it just felt like Autumn.  It makes sense also because this is the last weekend of Summer.  

So, today is about 57 degrees and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/32857983069531804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=32857983069531804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/32857983069531804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/32857983069531804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-weekend.html' title='Happy Weekend!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ndx0_KjMky0/TnSiDL5toyI/AAAAAAAAN-M/qDWLH4JtZSQ/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7269269162003671009</id><published>2011-09-15T20:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T23:04:49.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Never Ending Letter...</title><summary type='text'>
Are you a letter from Christ?  
I asked myself this question as I read a passage in the Bible and it struck me that it popped in my head.  I am reading 2 Corinthians as part of my Bible study, and when I read 2 Cor 3: 3 I was so taken by the sweet yet deep words:
"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7269269162003671009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7269269162003671009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7269269162003671009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7269269162003671009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/never-ending-letter.html' title='A Never Ending Letter...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D8FF-YxaiYg/TnKa7oKK0SI/AAAAAAAAN94/3CMOMIfVM_g/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4092546416828144245</id><published>2011-09-13T22:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T22:38:29.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Heart My Girlie Side</title><summary type='text'>Hello everyone!  I was looking over one of my favorite new websites, Pinterest, and they have so many beautiful fashion photos, among other subjects.  Normally I do not post about fashion because let's be honest, I spend 15 hours of my week days in my uniform.  Oh, I remember the good old days when I used to have style... but after 13 years of wearing my military uniform, I think I have lost some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4092546416828144245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4092546416828144245' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4092546416828144245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4092546416828144245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-heart-my-girlie-side.html' title='I Heart My Girlie Side'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gLAXsaW4_H8/TnATmKyCzgI/AAAAAAAAN9Y/FOQ40JEUElE/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6253076505437207698</id><published>2011-09-11T19:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T19:57:40.704-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Loving... Vintage Graters</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever been somewhere and you find a little utensil that just sparks your imagination?  You probably have.  This happens to me all the time, but I never really act on it.  However, I have found one utensil that has me going gaga and looking for vintage pieces: graters.  I subscribe to Culture Magazine, which is all about cheeses, and in the Fall issue they have a photo essay on graters </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6253076505437207698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6253076505437207698' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6253076505437207698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6253076505437207698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-loving-vintage-graters.html' title='I Am Loving... Vintage Graters'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q60Hoo7j5CM/Tm0jKD9GRAI/AAAAAAAAN8s/F58Zs3aR3LA/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2641377496467210205</id><published>2011-09-10T00:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:39:28.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Choosing Light</title><summary type='text'>photo via Pinterest

This weekend we remember those who died on 9/11.  There are many things that can be said of the events that occured on that day, but this year I chose different.
I choose light. 
 For the past few days I have been bombarded with images of that day, and at the risk of sounding cold-hearted, emotionally I cannot take it.  The emotions are still very raw.  I cry, get angry, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2641377496467210205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2641377496467210205' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2641377496467210205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2641377496467210205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/choosing-light.html' title='Choosing Light'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PAMxesnGaPs/Tm1GgF3_xNI/AAAAAAAAN9A/C7DM0e0OZg8/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8690969577913776144</id><published>2011-09-08T20:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T20:28:51.634-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Happy</title><summary type='text'>


Hello ladies!  These two weeks of leave were great.  Had fun with the family and friends, and did a lot of cleaning around the house.  LOTS of decluttering.  Today I was back at work and was a bit bummed because I love being on vacation.  But then I went to Starbucks, and was happy to see that my dearly beloved, the Pumpkin Spice Latte, is back.  As I drank it, I realized that I had liquid </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8690969577913776144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8690969577913776144' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8690969577913776144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8690969577913776144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/return-of-happy.html' title='The Return of Happy'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b8ZXsJEnn0E/TmldCtSam8I/AAAAAAAAN7c/LW5zqVhJgq8/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-725437281891034465</id><published>2011-09-02T23:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T21:00:31.169-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Mom!</title><summary type='text'>﻿﻿﻿You are the most important woman in my world. You were so young when when I took my first breath into this world and I cannot even begin to imagine what an immense responsibility was to suddenly find yourself responsible for that little bundle in your arms.  Every time I think about it and I am so immensely proud of you.  You saw me grow, cared for me through my many stays in the hospital, and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/725437281891034465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=725437281891034465' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/725437281891034465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/725437281891034465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-most-important-woman-in-my-life.html' title='Happy Birthday, Mom!'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2245735209503974862</id><published>2011-09-01T21:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:56:27.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooming Friday: Enchanting Ranunculus</title><summary type='text'>

All Photos from PINTEREST
Really, is there anything else to say about these beauties?  Ranunculus are so enchanting and adorable.  They always make me smile and very happy.  Little miracles from nature.  Have a beautiful weekend.


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2245735209503974862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2245735209503974862' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2245735209503974862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2245735209503974862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/09/blooming-friday-enchanting-ranunculus.html' title='Blooming Friday: Enchanting Ranunculus'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c9iCFm3ir-g/TmA2LFTbSoI/AAAAAAAAN6c/66RVrPSmcOE/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5273724348558807369</id><published>2011-08-31T17:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T17:38:36.742-04:00</updated><title type='text'>When Doing The Right Thing Hurts Other</title><summary type='text'>A few days ago I was reminded that even when we do the right thing, some times it hurts people.  It is something that is really hard for me because this was a friend I cared about, and although I knew the person would be hurt, it was the right thing to do.  A lot of times when it involves emotions, usually somebody gets hurt.  But in this case I had to be true to myself and what my heart was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5273724348558807369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5273724348558807369' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5273724348558807369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5273724348558807369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-doing-right-thing-hurts-other.html' title='When Doing The Right Thing Hurts Other'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9UX-S7ZqjdY/Tl6pFuZ7K9I/AAAAAAAAN5k/8w-seFVKpRg/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2622610842611865731</id><published>2011-08-29T22:41:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T22:42:46.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pioneer Woman Cooking Show: What Did You Think?</title><summary type='text'>Hello everyone! Ok, I am sure you noticed something different... as in a new header. Yes, I know it is not Fall yet but I couldn't help myself. I needed something to look forward to after all the craziness this week, weather issues included. As I am typing this I hear the rumble of a severe thunderstorm we have going on right now. And I get nervous truth be told with thunderstorms and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2622610842611865731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2622610842611865731' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2622610842611865731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2622610842611865731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/pioneer-woman-cooking-show-what-did-you.html' title='The Pioneer Woman Cooking Show: What Did You Think?'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LSynIRll7Wc/TlxNsYG1zUI/AAAAAAAAN3s/LQtaA3Ykb5c/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-1681567928973562289</id><published>2011-08-28T07:38:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:53:51.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be THAT Woman...</title><summary type='text'>

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A few weeks ago I was watching the GOP debate from Iowa and I was really surprised that Michelle Bachman was asked about her comment that she is a submissive woman.  To summarize her response she said that she loved her husband and by submissive she meant that she respects him.  She then went on to give more examples of her response.  While, I was happy with her answer, others </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/1681567928973562289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=1681567928973562289' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1681567928973562289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/1681567928973562289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/be-that-woman.html' title='Be THAT Woman...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PObqHIjIyVU/TllyTjKgwsI/AAAAAAAAN2Y/H_JSDYfWsjg/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-3128528792476663989</id><published>2011-08-27T20:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T23:06:39.382-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For YOU...</title><summary type='text'>


</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3128528792476663989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/3128528792476663989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/because-you-asked.html' title='For YOU...'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ck19p04dyx8/TlmK9FmL8JI/AAAAAAAAN28/uu32X7w2KS8/s72-c/graphic1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2394288706146299377</id><published>2011-08-27T09:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T09:49:14.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Loving Struggle</title><summary type='text'>
That is the question.  
Which one are you?  
If the question was directed at me I would quietly have to admit that I am a Martha.
The story of sister Mary and Martha has been told many times.   Mary the devoted God loving sister, sitting at the feet of Jesus.  Martha, also God loving and Jesus follower, yet so busy making sure that everything in the house was prepared for the men gathering at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2394288706146299377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2394288706146299377' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2394288706146299377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2394288706146299377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/loving-struggle.html' title='A Loving Struggle'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YwG7Clb7HUA/TlcAyC3RxCI/AAAAAAAAN1c/g6FiIYgbC58/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2643001882355838691</id><published>2011-08-26T00:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T09:02:56.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blooming Friday: Delicate &amp; Dramatic Dahlias</title><summary type='text'>
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The stunning dahlia is a flower that I have come to love an an adult.  It's beauty very striking.  God's divine engineering genius is exquisitely shown in the petals of this flower.   How can one not marvel at it?

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In the Victorian era, the dahlia represented dignity, elegance, and forever thine.  These, as you can see, are terms that still apply today.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2643001882355838691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2643001882355838691' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2643001882355838691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2643001882355838691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/blooming-friday-delicate-dramatic.html' title='Blooming Friday: Delicate &amp; Dramatic Dahlias'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yOOJqsQBlGo/TlbVZxVawXI/AAAAAAAAN1Y/nQqo8xGJTYc/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7258848702218229727</id><published>2011-08-25T12:32:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T19:49:29.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lightness of Being Patient</title><summary type='text'>I strive every day to be a good Christian, and everyday it seems that something threatens to bring out the worse in me.  Job is one of those things. I work in the human resources arena and sometimes I deal with situations and people that make me want to either scream at them or pull my hair out.  They really test my patience.  However, I think I am getting better. 
In a not too distant past, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7258848702218229727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7258848702218229727' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7258848702218229727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7258848702218229727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-patience-in-me.html' title='The Lightness of Being Patient'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A1i-Dee5a14/TlZ38rLllHI/AAAAAAAAN1U/8yDQc5YKdn0/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-7151780409925672441</id><published>2011-08-23T20:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T21:35:59.214-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Inspiration: Pretty Working Areas</title><summary type='text'>




This next one is my favorite...

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I spend my entire day in an office.  I am not complaining because I love my job.  But on days like today with issues and then an earthquake that I felt all the way in southern NC, I wanted to look at something soothing.  And because again, I spend monst of my day in an office, I wanted to share just some pretty inspiration for your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/7151780409925672441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=7151780409925672441' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7151780409925672441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/7151780409925672441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/home-inspiration-pretty-working-areas.html' title='Home Inspiration: Pretty Working Areas'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BqZIsc_KPA0/TlI-liK0UOI/AAAAAAAAN0w/HaFp5nGoFpo/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-4459222466209445066</id><published>2011-08-22T23:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T23:05:25.011-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brewing Storm... Literally</title><summary type='text'>In North Carolina, when you mention the word 'hurricane', we get excited and immediately we thing "Go, Canes!" as in the Carolina Hurricanes hockey team.  Well, this ain't no hockey game unfortunately.  I am sure you have probably heard about Hurricane Irene on its path across the Caribbean and onto the U.S.  I am praying this thing does not come our way, or if it does that it does not causes too</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/4459222466209445066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=4459222466209445066' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4459222466209445066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/4459222466209445066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/brewing-storm-literally.html' title='The Brewing Storm... Literally'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Two055l65NY/TlMUUaI2d9I/AAAAAAAAN08/o2qqO-YpCx8/s72-c/irene.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5786990955341625246</id><published>2011-08-21T19:03:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T19:41:01.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Multitude on Mondays: Summer Flavors (Nectarines and Blackberry Summer Pie)</title><summary type='text'>
This may not be the post you expected for Multitudes on Monday but I think it is fitting.  Why?  Because I love cooking and I think it is my God-given talent.  I hope you are not chuckling (some people do when I tell them this) because I am serious.  And I also hope I do not sound conceited because that is not the intent.  I just prayed hard for a long time to discover what my talent was, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5786990955341625246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5786990955341625246' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5786990955341625246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5786990955341625246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-flavors-nectarines-and.html' title='Multitude on Mondays: Summer Flavors (Nectarines and Blackberry Summer Pie)'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lnuM0okiOGA/TlGF-KVbjzI/AAAAAAAAN0Y/0i0cwO-f4q0/s72-c/summer+pie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-8514121443275399757</id><published>2011-08-21T05:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T07:59:02.685-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Love</title><summary type='text'>photo via 
Our Father Loves us unconditionally even when we are not perfect.  It is an endless love that fill us with peace.  It conquers everything especially fear.  I want to share with you one of my favorite songs.  I heard it for the first time when I saw the movie Billy: The Early Years and I could have easily missed had I not been the movie geek I am and sat through the end credits.  The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/8514121443275399757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=8514121443275399757' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8514121443275399757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/8514121443275399757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/amazing-love.html' title='Amazing Love'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/G4Kt_m-H8xY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6059087628962781</id><published>2011-08-19T18:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T20:16:09.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Give Thanks... and Be Happy</title><summary type='text'>
I saw this picture and found it so cute!  Here is why.  This looks like the "I am thankful" list of a child.  It is simple and uncomplicated.  But if you ask an adult, this list will probably become very complicated and rightfully so.  With adulthood comes more responsibilities and issues that we were never cognizant of when we were children.  Day-to-day life can take a toll to the point that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6059087628962781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6059087628962781' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6059087628962781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6059087628962781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/give-thanks-and-be-happy.html' title='Give Thanks... and Be Happy'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WnD724Le0ec/Tk7k-CDipCI/AAAAAAAANxE/rUc2y2u1I7s/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6483856817102855879</id><published>2011-08-18T19:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T19:18:22.897-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blooming Friday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anemomes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Blooming Friday: The Femenine Boldness of Anemones</title><summary type='text'>


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I love anemones.  There is something that is very femenine and delicate about this flower but the black centers also makes it the perfect choice when looking for a flower to give your bouquet or decoration a bold hint of sophistication.  The perfect choice whether it is used alone or in combination with other flowers.  Just lovely.  Have a great weekend.


</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6483856817102855879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6483856817102855879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6483856817102855879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6483856817102855879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/blooming-friday-femenine-boldness-of.html' title='Blooming Friday: The Femenine Boldness of Anemones'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O-dwPCFh38o/Tk2cvgx1O0I/AAAAAAAANvw/HQW_16oceFo/s72-c/Maria+32+Khaki+Sig.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-6568100048180934709</id><published>2011-08-16T20:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:16:03.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something To Look Forward To: Late Summer Vacation</title><summary type='text'>
Source: etsy.com via Maria on Pinterest
I have had a day when certain people's ridiculousness just baffles me.  So I have been thinking about this photo all day, because that is what I am planning on doing.  In two weeks I am going on leave for 10 days.  Yes, 10 days!  Yeay!  I am so ready.  This has been a super busy Summer and I really need the break.  And it couldn't come at a better time.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/6568100048180934709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=6568100048180934709' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6568100048180934709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/6568100048180934709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/late-summer-vacation.html' title='Something To Look Forward To: Late Summer Vacation'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-5992773651340236019</id><published>2011-08-14T17:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T18:57:51.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>From Martha's Kitchen: Martha's Green Glass</title><summary type='text'>


Yesterday I got the new September issue of Martha Stewart Living Magazine and y'all know I love Martha.  I literally yelped with excitement.  This is one of my favorite issues of the year because you can tell the articles content transitions into more cozy subjects.  But then I really yelped when I saw this article.  Y'all know I only collect two things: jadeite and milk glass.  So I am sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/5992773651340236019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=5992773651340236019' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5992773651340236019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/5992773651340236019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/from-marthas-kitchen-marthas-green.html' title='From Martha&apos;s Kitchen: Martha&apos;s Green Glass'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3RWlFhLYQO0/Tkg0hU7hyJI/AAAAAAAANvA/5W11Yb4mgis/s72-c/glass1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7133981954488794907.post-2438404201920813745</id><published>2011-08-12T17:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T17:37:12.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Saturday: Pretty Girlie Things</title><summary type='text'>via

When I was deciding on what to post for Pink Saturday (which I have been wanting to do since I have not participated on for a while), I came across this inspiration board above and just fell in love with it.  It is girlie, it is French-inspired, and... it is pink and pastels.  Then I came across this one and seriously, can it get any girlier than pastel macaroons?
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Then I saw this one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/feeds/2438404201920813745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7133981954488794907&amp;postID=2438404201920813745' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2438404201920813745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7133981954488794907/posts/default/2438404201920813745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jsimplylive.blogspot.com/2011/08/pink-saturday-pretty-girlie-things.html' title='Pink Saturday: Pretty Girlie Things'/><author><name>Maria</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08186185655849001364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_LR13qyoAcA/Ty8Bi9q1CUI/AAAAAAAAP-U/B_FF9NUtgAY/s220/me150.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CjNu4XuT5x8/TkSar-Nr-SI/AAAAAAAANtY/encLzvpE6lk/s72-c/balloons.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
