<?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-1192031313610865107</id><updated>2012-01-30T15:20:28.099-08:00</updated><category term='from Justin...'/><title type='text'>dontwasteyourcancer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>320</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-9157302641264693015</id><published>2012-01-30T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:36:39.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;i love going away. we need it sometimes. i crave it. the Lord filled us both. it was an incredible week. i have so much to share. it was like nothing i have been apart of. maybe ever. but our baby is sick. so sharing my heart will wait... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQqhpgqsiU/Tya4NYJLgXI/AAAAAAAABj8/W0GNR3Jh8NQ/s1600/photo-269.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQqhpgqsiU/Tya4NYJLgXI/AAAAAAAABj8/W0GNR3Jh8NQ/s1600/photo-269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3mGQ_e-uBHI/Tya4O3Wc9bI/AAAAAAAABkE/tbaIrlJPvsY/s1600/photo-270.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-9157302641264693015?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9157302641264693015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/home.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/9157302641264693015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/9157302641264693015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/home.html' title='home.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QbQqhpgqsiU/Tya4NYJLgXI/AAAAAAAABj8/W0GNR3Jh8NQ/s72-c/photo-269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-1106551288502540644</id><published>2012-01-23T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T20:12:55.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to keep it together.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;so tomorrow i will no longer be a single momma. i will actually still be a momma just without her baby. i am heading to orlando to meet up with my husband. who i now know. for sure. so positively that i like life so much better with him in it. i think i knew that already but these past nine days confirmed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am heading to the young life all staff conference in flordia. it only happens once ever four years so it should be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am excited in theory about it. i know it will be fun but life has felt so unsettled lately. way to many lists. too many to do's. sweet friend's hanging with ava (we could not do it without you). a new job. scarves (love the order overload). i do not feel rested. not at all. i am looking forward to getting away and enjoying 80 degree days. but there is a twinge of guilt about ava. not that we are going to flordia exactly. i have not felt very present with her this past week. way to many days that were go...go...go. i realize this is just the way it happens sometimes. that is fine. but for tonight. for this moment i hate the anxiety i have inside and i wish i had a cleaning lady and someone to pack my bags. maybe in another life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully once i am finally packed. i give little ava a goodbye kiss and i am on the plane i can relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the week. i maybe back again this week or i might take the whole week off. we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3wsAvu3kvQ/Tx4vj2erZxI/AAAAAAAABjs/dJn_z7K1C6Y/s1600/photo-267.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3wsAvu3kvQ/Tx4vj2erZxI/AAAAAAAABjs/dJn_z7K1C6Y/s640/photo-267.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that face. i am in love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-1106551288502540644?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1106551288502540644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/trying-to-keep-it-together.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1106551288502540644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1106551288502540644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/trying-to-keep-it-together.html' title='trying to keep it together.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u3wsAvu3kvQ/Tx4vj2erZxI/AAAAAAAABjs/dJn_z7K1C6Y/s72-c/photo-267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-7743894369929616145</id><published>2012-01-19T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T10:37:51.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful people.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://babaloud.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/amazing-inspirational-quotes-19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://babaloud.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/amazing-inspirational-quotes-19.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babaloud.com/2011/05/amazing-inspirational-quotes/amazing-inspirational-quotes-19/"&gt;http://www.babaloud.com/2011/05/amazing-inspirational-quotes/amazing-inspirational-quotes-19/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is some good stuff. i don't care who you are...&lt;i&gt;that is good&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;when i read it yesterday i could not stop thinking about it. as i read the beginning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;about defeat, suffering, struggle, loss i thought of cancer. of july 2010. of justin. of ava. of our family. of our friends. of myself. of what was ahead and this scary unknown world of...&lt;i&gt;cancer&lt;/i&gt;. i never wanna go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i spent more time thinking about the rest of it. i know we struggled. a lot of people struggle. we all carry our own pain and loss. sometimes with the world like we choose to or sometimes alone. i hate that people walk through the valleys alone. but they do. maybe you do. but i could not stop thinking. literally could. not. stop.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the part on appreciation, sensitivity, compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is that who i am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do i love deeply?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;am i really that compassionate?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;how gentle am i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think it is good to reflect. i think we need to stop or maybe not literally stop because i have not stopped in the past 72 hours. but mentally allow yourself to go there. to really think about your life. your heart. how you care for others. who you are. what you are about. where you have been. where you are going. what has made you...you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where are you hurting?&lt;br /&gt;what is your pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i so easily get engrossed in my own life. the whole...&lt;i&gt;i am too busy thing&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please. we are busy. you are busy. everyone is busy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but you make time for what is important. i know that i fail everyday. i can not be all things to all people. that would be bad for them and for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i do not have any answers or much wisdom on this to offer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i simply had to share because i could not stop the way it is taking over my head and my heart. i desire that our pain. that cancer. wow i hate cancer. that it did not happen in vain...but me. my husband. our little girl..well..i will just say it...that we would come out of it as more beautiful people. because the grief and pain of cancer made us into different people. we are not the same. something like that is too big. it does to much to your heart to simply go back to way things were. what i do love is that in many ways our life has returned to normal. i am thankful for that. but who we are in our heart and in our gut...well&lt;i&gt; beautiful people do not just happen&lt;/i&gt;. i believe our pain has brought us more beauty and joy than we ever knew before i got cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pain, sorrow, suffering, and loss we all experience is not wasted if our understanding of life and our heart and our compassion demonstrates that our pain...can also be our joy. i do not want to miss what the Lord is doing in me and in our family. about who we are. what we are about as a couple and what we are about as a family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i want to be one of those people that elizabeth kubler ros wrote about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-7743894369929616145?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7743894369929616145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/beautiful-people.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7743894369929616145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7743894369929616145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/beautiful-people.html' title='beautiful people.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-7524342486015726455</id><published>2012-01-18T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T07:23:38.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss my other half.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i like my life better when my husband is home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MQCLdUXXWg/Txd0_YPy7uI/AAAAAAAABjk/JtxCz_dOoyU/s1600/photo-266.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MQCLdUXXWg/Txd0_YPy7uI/AAAAAAAABjk/JtxCz_dOoyU/s400/photo-266.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;letters are from restoration hardware (6 years ago)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;the ampersand is from hobby lobby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-7524342486015726455?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7524342486015726455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-miss-my-other-half.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7524342486015726455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7524342486015726455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-miss-my-other-half.html' title='i miss my other half.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4MQCLdUXXWg/Txd0_YPy7uI/AAAAAAAABjk/JtxCz_dOoyU/s72-c/photo-266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3582473536650052808</id><published>2012-01-16T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T11:05:04.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the inn and my hobby.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my husband hates surprises. he seriously gets a little mad about it. but me...i like surprises. i pretend like i don't...but i do and my husband is good at surprising me. he did real good on friday night. i had no idea about anything and when i did find out about it was friday afternoon and i thought we were going away saturday. then on friday at 7:30pm after yl leadership he said let's go home and pack a little bag because we are headed out of town. i of course did the obvious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"what?...now? where? who is watching ava? what should i pack? i need to clean up the house if people are coming over to watch ava and the guest room is really messy..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he of course did not answer any of my questions. so we packed a little bag. straightened up the house. perrin and trish came over and off we went. (thanks girls for loving ava so well).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it was dark and we drove through the mountains and 45 minutes later we arrived in the little town of Luray and stopped &lt;a href="http://www.mimslyninn.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NbAoybZteE/TxTtpCsEVlI/AAAAAAAABjE/ng3-119bJnA/s1600/photo-262.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NbAoybZteE/TxTtpCsEVlI/AAAAAAAABjE/ng3-119bJnA/s400/photo-262.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fryQccQ1Z8/TxTtly3gBqI/AAAAAAAABis/wYyzE9G9Trs/s1600/photo-259.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1fryQccQ1Z8/TxTtly3gBqI/AAAAAAAABis/wYyzE9G9Trs/s400/photo-259.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QrNhM4Y2S90/TxTte22ViNI/AAAAAAAABh8/Tb0xkqW8Aq8/s1600/photo-253.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QrNhM4Y2S90/TxTte22ViNI/AAAAAAAABh8/Tb0xkqW8Aq8/s400/photo-253.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIGRrChEho8/TxTtmz4u1lI/AAAAAAAABi0/GkFCZ9bUua4/s1600/photo-260.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIGRrChEho8/TxTtmz4u1lI/AAAAAAAABi0/GkFCZ9bUua4/s400/photo-260.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we are not fancy people...&lt;i&gt;clearly&lt;/i&gt;...but i did feel fancy when i saw that our room had a fireplace, robes, and a jacuzzi. i felt like "pretty women" except we're married. it was the best night. i had no idea it was happening. i love being with my husband. &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-decided-last-night-justin-and-i-can.html"&gt;i love that we celebrate just to celebrate&lt;/a&gt;. thankful for another positive dr appointment. thankful for life &amp;amp; for my husband...who loves me so well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;don't waste your chance to plan little surprises...big or small they go a long way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CjJmf_loNPg/TxTtn-jFKAI/AAAAAAAABi8/HiUWZk9M6GY/s1600/photo-261.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CjJmf_loNPg/TxTtn-jFKAI/AAAAAAAABi8/HiUWZk9M6GY/s400/photo-261.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRaLAhVMHVs/TxTtgMqZooI/AAAAAAAABiE/YBdmyzzjH1U/s1600/photo-254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sRaLAhVMHVs/TxTtgMqZooI/AAAAAAAABiE/YBdmyzzjH1U/s400/photo-254.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-nuYNw-udA/TxTthHtGvyI/AAAAAAAABiM/ytIRwMOdFoY/s1600/photo-255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OE3rGEQcC0I/TxTtk67GPSI/AAAAAAAABik/OGxgU5RB030/s1600/photo-258.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OE3rGEQcC0I/TxTtk67GPSI/AAAAAAAABik/OGxgU5RB030/s400/photo-258.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-nuYNw-udA/TxTthHtGvyI/AAAAAAAABiM/ytIRwMOdFoY/s1600/photo-255.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-nuYNw-udA/TxTthHtGvyI/AAAAAAAABiM/ytIRwMOdFoY/s1600/photo-255.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l-nuYNw-udA/TxTthHtGvyI/AAAAAAAABiM/ytIRwMOdFoY/s400/photo-255.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-TOHImCK7A/TxTtifEPCZI/AAAAAAAABiU/LMQFok4JOyo/s1600/photo-256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6-TOHImCK7A/TxTtifEPCZI/AAAAAAAABiU/LMQFok4JOyo/s400/photo-256.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeRi82fMrO4/TxTtjZDf07I/AAAAAAAABic/amSAq7xC-w0/s1600/photo-257.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IeRi82fMrO4/TxTtjZDf07I/AAAAAAAABic/amSAq7xC-w0/s400/photo-257.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZkND6ZbJVw/TxTtpQZDIyI/AAAAAAAABjM/G8KGnd4LlzA/s1600/photo-263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZkND6ZbJVw/TxTtpQZDIyI/AAAAAAAABjM/G8KGnd4LlzA/s400/photo-263.JPG" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;* * *&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;making and selling scarves. i love it and so do these ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dizWPzfDYU/TxTtqcLqqKI/AAAAAAAABjU/dsSZBL_gEDY/s1600/photo-264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dizWPzfDYU/TxTtqcLqqKI/AAAAAAAABjU/dsSZBL_gEDY/s400/photo-264.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nice picture angie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7gjTUdyBKDE/TxTsPLikpZI/AAAAAAAABh0/zk4nHaR9Tz0/s1600/photo-252.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7gjTUdyBKDE/TxTsPLikpZI/AAAAAAAABh0/zk4nHaR9Tz0/s640/photo-252.JPG" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LtqkhAtUke0/TxT4yDlEq4I/AAAAAAAABjc/hxVml77TNwI/s1600/lib.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LtqkhAtUke0/TxT4yDlEq4I/AAAAAAAABjc/hxVml77TNwI/s640/lib.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;congrats sweet friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6p9_zygqTMA/TxTrkl20L7I/AAAAAAAABhs/z9uK0A5HFQI/s1600/lib.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoMTMqMrgyc/TxTrBycbH0I/AAAAAAAABhk/7F4OOVSzDGY/s1600/libby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="379" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoMTMqMrgyc/TxTrBycbH0I/AAAAAAAABhk/7F4OOVSzDGY/s640/libby.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smzGrXzo9-A/TxTqtQs33tI/AAAAAAAABhc/YxaBxMzlepQ/s1600/DSC_0707.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="424" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-smzGrXzo9-A/TxTqtQs33tI/AAAAAAAABhc/YxaBxMzlepQ/s640/DSC_0707.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you would like to order your own cute little scarf for the winter&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; email me at libbyryderblog@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is just funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvwlrsRLr81r7myemo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&amp;amp;Expires=1326913258&amp;amp;Signature=HwY0IQ4P%2FEcCCRXBRK2xJ%2F6q6Yg%3D" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvwlrsRLr81r7myemo1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&amp;amp;Expires=1326913258&amp;amp;Signature=HwY0IQ4P%2FEcCCRXBRK2xJ%2F6q6Yg%3D" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;happy monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3582473536650052808?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3582473536650052808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/inn-and-my-hobby.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3582473536650052808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3582473536650052808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/inn-and-my-hobby.html' title='the inn and my hobby.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3NbAoybZteE/TxTtpCsEVlI/AAAAAAAABjE/ng3-119bJnA/s72-c/photo-262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-4215645698171299222</id><published>2012-01-14T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T15:34:04.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little saturday special.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's start the new year off right...with some great products, blog headers, and our little getaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Bean&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;love them and they are back this month with some great capes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H33HVHtoAgo/TrqT1oNRaVI/AAAAAAAABFs/bKpnvoGMbiw/s640/Banner-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We’ve  always been struck by the importance of creative development and  imaginative play for children. The quest to keep pace with our own  children’s imagination led to a number of costumes and creative  projects.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it took to unplug our kids from the TV and help them  build a world of their own.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eventually a birthday present for a  daughter’s friend turned into a booth at a craft fair, and then an  online shop.&amp;nbsp; Almost two years (and thousands of capes) later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Bean&lt;/a&gt; sells custom superhero capes, costumes, masks…etc. all over the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Bean&lt;/a&gt; is an active supporter of “Inspiration Through Art” (&lt;a href="http://www.inspirationthroughart.org/"&gt;www.inspirationthroughart.org&lt;/a&gt;) an awesome NPO that supports children with illnesses by helping them see their own inner super hero.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Check out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Bean at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for those of you that have already begun supporting this amazing business&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; even better cause. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--v9Y816ODO4/ToX_pH8EdII/AAAAAAAAAyo/CY8kLc966dw/s640/libby+pub+gif.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_567113009"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/a&gt; is a sustainable movement to provide food for children of The Bali Orphanage. The vision is simple: “&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; piece-1 child-1 week of food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;With every piece of jewelry purchased, &lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/a&gt; provides one week of nutritious food (that's 21 meals!) for a child in need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;So whether you choose feather earrings, a necklace, or bracelet you're really choosing to make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;: The most affordable and effective way to make a difference in the life of a child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;Put “Libby” in the comment box at checkout and receive 5 free leather bracelets!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;check out the site &lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;love love love it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dresses from Shabby Apple" border="0" height="192" src="http://www.shabbyapple.com/affiliate-images/aff_ban_200x120_3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Dresses from Shabby Apple" border="0" height="192" src="http://www.shabbyapple.com/affiliate-images/aff_ban_200x120_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i love shabby apple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;they help dress us all no matter what age or season of life.&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/c-59-viewall.aspx"&gt; jewelry.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/c-16-shabby-baby-dresses.aspx"&gt;babies, toddlers&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/c-35-mama-apple.aspx"&gt;maternity&lt;/a&gt;. check it out&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;they  are kicking off the New Year at Shabby Apple with a SALE!&amp;nbsp; how does 20%  off site wide sound? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;the sale lasts through the entire month of January.&amp;nbsp; use code NEWYEAR at checkout for 20% off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;www.shabbyapple.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;***&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Shaklee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;keeping our house safe and clean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/us/en/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VuQ-HWCBnE/Tt_058HD2II/AAAAAAAABMc/pIbLjxNEhyM/s640/FotoFlexer_Photo4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have begun using these products in our home over the past couple months and they are great.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;pure. clean. safe. i am loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;’m Missy. I blog over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticateddivablog.com/" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;The Domesticated Diva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;. I’m here to share Shaklee with you! &lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/us/en/" style="color: black;"&gt;Shaklee&lt;/a&gt; has been around for over 50 years and is the number one natural nutrition company in the US. You may have heard about &lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/us/en/" style="color: black;"&gt;Shaklee’s&lt;/a&gt; awesome non-toxic cleaning products from  the blogosphere, but we offer so much more! Here are a few things you can expect from &lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/us/en/" style="color: black;"&gt;Shaklee:&lt;/a&gt; Our products are always safe, always effective, and always green. We have products to help you maintain a healthy home, healthy body, and healthy weight. All of our supplements are truly top of the line and we have a great weight loss program (perfect for your New Year’s Resolution!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;It’s been great meeting you all. Visit my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Shaklee site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; to begin your journey to wellness!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomlove.etsy.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;PomLove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;kirsten over at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pomlove"&gt;PomLove&lt;/a&gt; is currently making some custom designed tissue poms for ava's nursery.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i. can. not. wait. will post pictures when they arrive and are hung up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pomlove"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJJOgh0yRKk/Tt-2o_y_OcI/AAAAAAAABMU/L7PQ-o5bnw8/s640/pomlove.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pomlove" style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;PomLove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; sprouted   in early 2008 by a crafty mom who was experimenting  with handmade   decorations for her 6 year-old's birthday party. It  evolved into a   business that same year - partially due to countless  requests for poms   from family and friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pomlove" style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;PomLove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; is  the  original  (that's right, the very first!) pom shop on Etsy,  providing  the biggest,  fullest and most vibrant tissue paper poms,  made from 100%  recycled  paper. With over 80 colors to choose from, and  dozens of  color  combinations available, they are sure to brighten up  any space -  whether  it's for your next party, or just to brighten up a  room. Take a  look at  all of the eye-candy: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomlove.etsy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.PomLove.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; - then use coupon code BLOG15 to get 15% off &lt;/span&gt;of your order with us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://designthirstyhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;thirsty hearts design&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;every blog could use a little update. maybe a button. a new header. a custom signature or an entirely new look that represents&lt;i&gt; you&lt;/i&gt;. angie is your girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://designthirstyhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a7dOPps6p3M/TxIP2DRSnOI/AAAAAAAABhQ/JL5ZVHuForg/s640/libad.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;check out these amazing blogs she did. &lt;a href="http://jenniferbrzinski.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://rachelridd.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.coffeeatnordstrom.org/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here at thirsty hearts we believe that life is meant to be lived in  transparency and authenticity. &amp;nbsp;Therefore let your blog be a reflection  of you. &amp;nbsp;Each design is created with the finest detail in mind. &amp;nbsp;We're  now offering design services for baby announcements and wedding! &amp;nbsp;please  email &lt;a href="mailto:angposton@gmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;angposton@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; for more info.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now a little treat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our blog...in headers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dz3psYjLN_w/TvtnsHlVS4I/AAAAAAAABUY/fBoUSCbJLZ0/s1600/IMG_libblog1010+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dz3psYjLN_w/TvtnsHlVS4I/AAAAAAAABUY/fBoUSCbJLZ0/s640/IMG_libblog1010+copy.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;there was a lot of fear and heartache in that very first blog picture. sara took that of us just days after my diagnosis. but our joy has remained throughout. i love looking back.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;i love remembering where we have been and where we are going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;what picture is your favorite? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;justin surprised me last night with a little getaway to celebrate life, each other, and our marriage. the inn is gorgeous. here is a sneak peek. more to come next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhypmOuZVts/TxHk-vTnazI/AAAAAAAABhI/_KdF58PHqOc/s1600/photo-251.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MhypmOuZVts/TxHk-vTnazI/AAAAAAAABhI/_KdF58PHqOc/s400/photo-251.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-4215645698171299222?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4215645698171299222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-saturday-special.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4215645698171299222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4215645698171299222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/little-saturday-special.html' title='a little saturday special.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H33HVHtoAgo/TrqT1oNRaVI/AAAAAAAABFs/bKpnvoGMbiw/s72-c/Banner-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-1617132283334444713</id><published>2012-01-12T18:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T18:03:58.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just as we thought...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;no signs of cancer in this body. blood work looked great. i feel great. we are good to go. we will go back in march for a scan...if that sucker is clear we can start trying for more little babies. ava said she wants a sister. we would love a baby. it will be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate we bought some new running shoes since i am officially training for the rock n roll 1/2 marathon in nashville, tn. the running begins tomorrow morning. here we go. that may seem like a lame way to celebrate and honestly it sorta was...i do not like running all that much. i have never really done it. but when friends and strangers rallied together and&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-nashville-how-i-love-thee.html"&gt; ran as &lt;i&gt;teamlibby&lt;/i&gt; last year in nashville &lt;/a&gt;i knew i wanted to do it this year. accomplish something i never thought i could...let's hope i can do it. but please...come on...joking aside...after cancer i can do &lt;i&gt;anything.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKEKfegl2HE/Tw-M_3C6TiI/AAAAAAAABhA/Oj95-Gp255E/s1600/photo-249.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKEKfegl2HE/Tw-M_3C6TiI/AAAAAAAABhA/Oj95-Gp255E/s400/photo-249.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;be back tomorrow with some january sponsors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-1617132283334444713?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1617132283334444713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-as-we-thought.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1617132283334444713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1617132283334444713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-as-we-thought.html' title='just as we thought...'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKEKfegl2HE/Tw-M_3C6TiI/AAAAAAAABhA/Oj95-Gp255E/s72-c/photo-249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3810031104261950754</id><published>2012-01-12T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T10:06:33.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>post cancer # 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;next month it will be a year. one year since we said goodbye to cancer. hopefully forever. but today we head to UVA for our fourth post cancer visit. no scan this time. just a little blood work and check in with my doctor. i feel fine. i have no indication that we will not hear the best of news today. i feel good. no weird pain. no lumps or aches anywhere. should be a pretty routine normal visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i hate. what is still the hardest part is that we even have to go. that this is even apart of our lives. i think there are moments when it seems to creep up on me. like i forgot for a second. i never forgot. i never will. i know that and i am okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are trying to make it feel like a little mid week date.&amp;nbsp; ava will be at home with a few different babysitters. it will be a nice drive through the mountains today as it is unusually warm today. after we see the doctor we are going to get some new running shoes so this whole...1/2 marathon training thing becomes real for me. not just an idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post the good news tonight. thank you for praying. thank you for still sending texts and calling and remembering...it really helps. not feeling alone does seem to take the sting away a little bit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3810031104261950754?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3810031104261950754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/post-cancer-4.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3810031104261950754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3810031104261950754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/post-cancer-4.html' title='post cancer # 4'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-1574564632985980094</id><published>2012-01-11T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T10:44:49.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>selfishness and a book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" class="Bs nH iY"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Bu"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Bu"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Bu"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't waste your talents. don't waste your dreams. don't waste your heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't believe anyone who tells you can't...because you can.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;(i am currently reminding myself of these same truths everyday)&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;***&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i can't get the italics to go away. so its fancy writing today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i was selfish &amp;amp; although i hate to admit i am currently selfish.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i was pretty selfish when i had cancer. people emailed and i never wrote back. people sent facebook messages and i never wrote back. not one thank you note was ever written. i was pretty much...libby ryder focused with a side of ava ryder. even justin did not get much of my time or energy. well, he got my time. i had a lot of time on my hands. but he certainly did not get much of my energy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;disclaimer: i had cancer and i realize that is a big deal but...there is a lot more going on in the world and in the lives of loved one's than my own story.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i justified myself a lot. pretty much for anything i did or did not do. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but now it's time. it's 2012 and in a little over a month we celebrate one year cancer free. oh, the joy. the gifts we experience in my healing. but what i really want to be about and what my hearts desire is to love other people well. to not be so "me" focused but others focused. being intentional. sending cards. little gifts. texts. picking up the phone. being available. many of you did that for us last year. thank you for walking in the valley with us. you did not have to. no one asked you or made you. most of you were strangers. not anymore though. you walked through cancer with us so now you are apart of &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;the story. a part of &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;our story.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*** &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am going to write a book this year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i have been praying about it and talking about it for several months. however, i will get all inspired and then i get stuck. paralyzed in the lies.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;who would read this? can i even write a book? am i good enough? talented enough? what if i fail? do i have the time?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;well...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;what if i fail? (what does that even mean? what constitutes failure when i am writing a book about my own story. because no one reads it...is that failure? i am sure my mom would at least read it)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am beginning to realize it is less about failing and more about being vulnerable. putting myself out there to publishers and editors. to the world. i realize that i do that every time i press publish on this blog...but a book feels so permanent. like my one chance to say anything i would ever want to say. talk about strange pressure i am putting myself. i am missing the whole point. i know this. i am creating something from nothing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;write. just write. it is not that hard. (that is what i tell myself about ten times a day).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i was talking with a friend recently who said...go away. be alone. turn on some music and write. really allow yourself to go &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;there. enter back into those first days after the diagnoses. first chemo. telling family. ava. hair loss. weight gain. fear of dying. loneliness. anger. distance from my husband. drinking. isolation. pain.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;let's just get it out there...i am scared to write it down because for some reason it makes me think i am going to get cancer again. if i talk about it and really go back to those days and months of cancer and everything having to do with it. i am scared. i am scared to enter into that and then boom...back to current day of being a wife and a mom. i have so much more respect for authors now. it is not easy. but it is my heart. i love to write. i love sharing our story. i love trying to provide some sort of hope and peace and encouragement in the midst of death and fear and darkness. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i can talk about the lord. i can talk a out joy. i can talk about not wasting your cancer and not&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;wasting your life. that is natural. that is my heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but what about the other stuff? the ugly stuff. the scary stuff. the shameful stuff. the whole...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;i could have died or &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;what if i am not around to watch ava grow up kind of stuff. that is where i am stuck. those are the places in my heart i do not want to enter. i do not want to go there. that's too deep and too scary.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i keep coming back to this...what if i can go there? what if i am not alone in this? the truth is i am not alone. the same God that carried me through cancer will carry me through writing our story. the dark parts that i have not never shared on this blog or with family or with friends or even with justin. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the dark layers that are easier to ignore and pretend don't exist and certainly never did. but you see those places. the dark ones are just as much a part of our story as everything else i have shared in this space since it started back in july of 2010. i believe our journey of cancer is one of hope and joy in the midst of pain and death. but it is easier to talk about joy. it is harder to admit areas of failure, shame, doubt, and anger.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;as i was walking through cancer i was numb in many ways. i only realize this now as i look back and see how deep the pain and hurt was...but i wanted to fight. i wanted to be strong. i wanted to find joy because there was joy. but when you are walking in trauma you do not even realize it is trauma because it is your life. i knew it was a valley. i knew a dark cloud hung around while i had cancer. but we wanted light. life. joy. peace. hope. we refused to waste what the Lord had for our little family in cancer. we hope we did not waste it. i do believe we did not waste our cancer. do not waste yours.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i want to get to that place. the place i am scared to go. i want to be real. i want to be honest. i want to cry. i want to yell. i do not want to sugar coat any of it. but the hope i have and the joy in our story is that our God is big enough for all of that. that in the midst of cancer there can be joy. there can be life. there can be hope. that is our story. that is His story in us. how thankful i am for that. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i pray i leave this place. this paralyzed place where i am right now. but my heart won't stop aching when i think about writing and about our story being shared further than this little blog. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;so as i enter into this process of writing book and being others focused...i pray i do not grow weary and stop. i believe the Lord can work through anything and what He did in us and through us in cancer is worth writing down. even if my mom is the only person to read. it would be worth it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if my life and my heart is about not wasting any of it. not one  second. than what i am doing here. just write a book. because it is my  heart and my passion and my dream. not mention it is one of my 2012  goals.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i re-read this email a lot. it is from a successful photographer. wife. author, and women who loves and loves hard.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh, libby, your story is just beautiful. &amp;nbsp;really and my mama always  taught me if you put your mind to something, you can achieve it. &amp;nbsp;so i  guess this means i believe you'll write your book. &amp;nbsp;really. &amp;nbsp;and if you  think about it in the worst possible way (i.e. no one reads it), you at  least have your story documented for ava. &amp;nbsp;how precious and amazing will  that book be for her when she's a mom?! augh...i love it! i wish you all the best!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;let's do this. don't waste your life...your talents....your dreams. follow them and follow them hard. my husband taught me that. he is disciplined and consistent and real and honest and loves the Lord more than anyone i know. he told me babe...you have something to say...so i am writing a book.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Bu"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-1574564632985980094?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1574564632985980094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/selfishness-and-book.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1574564632985980094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1574564632985980094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/selfishness-and-book.html' title='selfishness and a book.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-5766305216295059561</id><published>2012-01-09T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T11:45:07.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>highs and lows</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;this weekend in highs &amp;amp; lows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high: our little baby turned two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low: we spent most of her birthday in the car driving to a wedding in ohio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high: all three of us where together. in one place. for 7 hours straight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low: i like planning parties. being a bit crafty. no party this year. but next year. number three for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high: iced mocha's on the road. crocheting scarves. connecting with my husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low: giving ava a gift each hour of the trip. she could have cared less. we got her these fake glasses because she broke the pair she had. after she opened it she looked at me and said..."here you go mommy" and handed them right back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high: ava is an incredible traveler (thanks to her dvd player, ipod, books, and a few smarties). she watched&lt;i&gt; curious george&lt;/i&gt; for the first time and was belly laughing from the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;low: we were not with ava for the entirety of her second birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high: roma (justin's mom) met us at our hotel with balloons, cupcakes, &amp;amp; lots of gifts.&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(she drove up from ky and stayed with ava while we were at the wedding. that was the only way i was okay with this whole...not being with my baby. THANK YOU ROMA).&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;low: we chose a hotel specifically with a pool for aves to swim. it was freezing. blue lips kind of cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;high: great wedding. congrats will and janis. (they are the new YL area directors in chesapeake).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;low: saying goodbye to all our chesapeake friends who were there. we love you, dearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;high: dancing, catching up with friends, and going to steak n shake at midnight. anyone recall how much i loved my chocolate milkshake? it was that good. i had to go on and on about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;low: the drive home. we took the back roads to save time. it was through the mountains. too curvy and scary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;high: it was gorgeous and we saw a lot of cows. aves favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;low: ava's second birthday was only documented by pictures of her in a car seat. mommy failure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;high: ava is two. wow. little girl...i sure hope you know much we love you and cherish you and the precious gift you are to us. this is going to be a fun year little one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WfdF390Cvs/Tws-6N5bOkI/AAAAAAAABf8/uau8Hv4D0Js/s1600/photo-242.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WfdF390Cvs/Tws-6N5bOkI/AAAAAAAABf8/uau8Hv4D0Js/s400/photo-242.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;balloons welcomed ava when she woke up &amp;amp; the elmo one had to make the trip.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrnKr50XXRI/Tws-7QWi6VI/AAAAAAAABgE/tClj2asj0y0/s1600/photo-243.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HrnKr50XXRI/Tws-7QWi6VI/AAAAAAAABgE/tClj2asj0y0/s400/photo-243.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4gQ1OMQJjyo/Tws-9xIT3gI/AAAAAAAABgU/6YDbNDrwOi8/s1600/photo-245.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4gQ1OMQJjyo/Tws-9xIT3gI/AAAAAAAABgU/6YDbNDrwOi8/s400/photo-245.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOJByHr9fRc/Tws_B2xrV1I/AAAAAAAABgs/VGHRGlXOs6Q/s1600/photo-248.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOJByHr9fRc/Tws_B2xrV1I/AAAAAAAABgs/VGHRGlXOs6Q/s400/photo-248.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;potty training here we come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhLiFn3lBt0/Tws_Agb-PAI/AAAAAAAABgk/N5ghRkxM4Mw/s1600/photo-247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OhLiFn3lBt0/Tws_Agb-PAI/AAAAAAAABgk/N5ghRkxM4Mw/s400/photo-247.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSzHDAY5ft0/Tws-8v_lArI/AAAAAAAABgM/EH9Qtb4eVcE/s1600/photo-244.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oSzHDAY5ft0/Tws-8v_lArI/AAAAAAAABgM/EH9Qtb4eVcE/s400/photo-244.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;very sleepy after a long weekend and turning two. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;laying low today. it is going to be a busy week. (three month oncologist is thursday)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it is snowing here today. ava called it rain. but we straightened that out and now she can not get enough. i like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DS5pSaJJLJ8/Tws-_KesfGI/AAAAAAAABgc/1gSgJq6DJjw/s1600/photo-246.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DS5pSaJJLJ8/Tws-_KesfGI/AAAAAAAABgc/1gSgJq6DJjw/s400/photo-246.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HOJByHr9fRc/Tws_B2xrV1I/AAAAAAAABgs/VGHRGlXOs6Q/s1600/photo-248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-5766305216295059561?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5766305216295059561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/highs-and-lows.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5766305216295059561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5766305216295059561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/highs-and-lows.html' title='highs and lows'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0WfdF390Cvs/Tws-6N5bOkI/AAAAAAAABf8/uau8Hv4D0Js/s72-c/photo-242.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-9065456013822536903</id><published>2012-01-06T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-06T19:08:02.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the eve of year number two.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_321849735"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_321849736"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a little daddy daughter dancing before bedtime. perfect way to end the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rat8YJ9eYDE/TweokJW2_3I/AAAAAAAABf0/7UyhAnl3CDk/s1600/photo-241.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rat8YJ9eYDE/TweokJW2_3I/AAAAAAAABf0/7UyhAnl3CDk/s400/photo-241.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;we have good friends and one of those good friends decided to give our family a year membership to the downtown children's museum. thank you whoever you are...ava and i checked it out for the first time this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n10Y1ifJMtU/Tweobe_jBKI/AAAAAAAABe0/Tmu050HKx7A/s1600/photo-233.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n10Y1ifJMtU/Tweobe_jBKI/AAAAAAAABe0/Tmu050HKx7A/s400/photo-233.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8r2tcEoMo8Q/TweoVMJS1OI/AAAAAAAABeM/BufLuf36NlA/s1600/photo-228.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8r2tcEoMo8Q/TweoVMJS1OI/AAAAAAAABeM/BufLuf36NlA/s400/photo-228.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJoN4J51PPI/TweoTy3UnuI/AAAAAAAABeE/24FsYRxPcBY/s1600/photo-227.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NJoN4J51PPI/TweoTy3UnuI/AAAAAAAABeE/24FsYRxPcBY/s400/photo-227.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7e_dfwDIaU/TweofCW89aI/AAAAAAAABfU/MQVNFUV05Kg/s1600/photo-237.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7e_dfwDIaU/TweofCW89aI/AAAAAAAABfU/MQVNFUV05Kg/s320/photo-237.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there was a bit of a love/hate relationship with bessie the cow. hence blurry ava running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5p3Rnm5u3cs/TweoY8DIPCI/AAAAAAAABek/jm3ugBxgsIs/s1600/photo-231.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow our baby turns two. i feel like i am supposed to say...&lt;i&gt;where did the last two years go? &lt;/i&gt;but  in actuality between her, cancer, and moving...i feel like ava has been  in our life forever. she arrived at just the right time. ava was barely  seven months old when i got sick and it was devastating and gut  wrenching. but our little aves...well she saved my life (not literally).  she brought purpose and joy when i had a hard time finding it. so this  little almost two year old entered into our life on the brink of the  biggest adventure of our lives. i am thankful that my baby is growing up  healthy and compassionate and loving as well as strong and independent  and sometimes a bit out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's go down memory lane a bit shall we? her birth story &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/06/avas-birth-story-for-you-on-fathers-day.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; and party number one &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/01/our-little-girl-is-one.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are headed on a little road trip for ava's birthday. some  friends are getting married and we are driving to ohio. thankfully  justin's mom was more than willing to meet us at the hotel to hang with  ava while we are at the wedding. we have a few fun things planned for  her tomorrow. currently she is sleeping peacefully in her new birthday  pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jCni9XyhkDE/Tweoi23kMBI/AAAAAAAABfs/Y4IaBAbWZHM/s1600/photo-240.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1763670793"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1763670794"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* * *&lt;/div&gt;a new year and some new bedroom decor. kristen at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/PomLove"&gt;pomlove&lt;/a&gt; is hooking us up with some super cute poms for ava's room. here's a peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhnXrpG_gus/Twd85TKIXtI/AAAAAAAABaM/woedylYcZLo/s1600/photo.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhnXrpG_gus/Twd85TKIXtI/AAAAAAAABaM/woedylYcZLo/s320/photo.PNG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;exhausted and leaving early in the morning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodnight. goodnight. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(thanks for those of you that ordered scarves. so fun. i love it)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1733071800"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1733071801"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-9065456013822536903?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9065456013822536903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-eve-of-year-number-two.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/9065456013822536903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/9065456013822536903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/on-eve-of-year-number-two.html' title='on the eve of year number two.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rat8YJ9eYDE/TweokJW2_3I/AAAAAAAABf0/7UyhAnl3CDk/s72-c/photo-241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8765711211376823103</id><published>2012-01-04T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T06:11:42.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nye. scarves. sick baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;loved reading some of the goals you all shared. some were similar and many were unique and&amp;nbsp; personal. i love that. we all have different visions and goals for our lives in 2012. let's achieve a few.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;our new year's eve plans changed pretty last minute (bummer wrights) but we were able to spend some time with josh and&lt;a href="http://adreamforus-joshandally.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;ally&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. they lead young life in chesapeake and justin had the honor of marrying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;them in the outer banks this past summer. being apart of it was for sure a highlight for both of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so last minute i cleaned the house. which needed to be done so so so badly and ran to the store and got some dips. i think that is the best go to quick appetizer. i bought four pre-made dips. guacamole. red pepper dip. spinach artichoke and pub cheese. just sayin' they were pretty good and it was quick and easy. we ate. talked. bowled and rang in the new year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6i-xHlYiDk/TwRTatwAQiI/AAAAAAAABYo/jsygw4BBP98/s1600/photo-217.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6i-xHlYiDk/TwRTatwAQiI/AAAAAAAABYo/jsygw4BBP98/s640/photo-217.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbmSNBstlow/TwRTbhQ7HmI/AAAAAAAABYw/TB5j1Doeb1M/s1600/photo-218.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EbmSNBstlow/TwRTbhQ7HmI/AAAAAAAABYw/TB5j1Doeb1M/s640/photo-218.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we bowled boys vs girls and although we did lose by a little bit. i think the guys and us girls were pleasantly surprised by our bowling skills. who knew?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j4pX32uiixM/TwRTcXEQvBI/AAAAAAAABY4/Oc_uppN7JmE/s1600/photo-219.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j4pX32uiixM/TwRTcXEQvBI/AAAAAAAABY4/Oc_uppN7JmE/s640/photo-219.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NW0IXf0ohJ8/TwRTdLS4xkI/AAAAAAAABZA/VMGlX1h_gak/s1600/photo-220.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NW0IXf0ohJ8/TwRTdLS4xkI/AAAAAAAABZA/VMGlX1h_gak/s640/photo-220.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YfbvBavYooQ/TwRTeHNPCkI/AAAAAAAABZI/fZa0dYoQcOI/s1600/photo-221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YfbvBavYooQ/TwRTeHNPCkI/AAAAAAAABZI/fZa0dYoQcOI/s640/photo-221.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj6rQgKp1Q0/TwRTfKSxqtI/AAAAAAAABZQ/TEG75RY2cgs/s1600/photo-222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qj6rQgKp1Q0/TwRTfKSxqtI/AAAAAAAABZQ/TEG75RY2cgs/s400/photo-222.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ava assisting me a bit and we got a &lt;b&gt;spare&lt;/b&gt;! maybe bowling will be her sport...oh, i hope not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AevB39zBGzY/TwRThpG6FPI/AAAAAAAABZg/2vTaf2wbVKs/s1600/photo-224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AevB39zBGzY/TwRThpG6FPI/AAAAAAAABZg/2vTaf2wbVKs/s640/photo-224.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hvEnyOB2K0k/TwRTiqECMPI/AAAAAAAABZo/tZO_tsg9sqM/s1600/photo-225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hvEnyOB2K0k/TwRTiqECMPI/AAAAAAAABZo/tZO_tsg9sqM/s640/photo-225.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it was a fun low key new year's eve and we loved being with you all...you too, ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i mentioned on &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/bit-of-reflection.html"&gt;monday's post&lt;/a&gt; that i crocheted a few or ten scarves as christmas gifts. my friend trish taught me how to crochet a month or so ago and i am in love. i really love it. since i made a few as christmas gifts for my sister's...a couple of their friends have order a few.&amp;nbsp; i even got an order after someone saw me wearing the scarf i made in our &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_1295010330"&gt;christmas video&lt;/a&gt;. then i had two more people order have i mentioned it on monday. so here are a few pictures of the scarves. this is just for fun. not even a legit business with a name or anything. it's my new little hobby. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzbYLcZyEEw/TwRTZoNUyUI/AAAAAAAABYg/Adh4YaTQMkE/s1600/photo-216.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzbYLcZyEEw/TwRTZoNUyUI/AAAAAAAABYg/Adh4YaTQMkE/s640/photo-216.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;infinity style scarf that you wrap around your neck a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vzbYLcZyEEw/TwRTZoNUyUI/AAAAAAAABYg/Adh4YaTQMkE/s1600/photo-216.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiPRJGADEJI/TwRTYcuYeMI/AAAAAAAABYY/4Oimf51c3dI/s1600/photo-215.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oiPRJGADEJI/TwRTYcuYeMI/AAAAAAAABYY/4Oimf51c3dI/s640/photo-215.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a much wider cowl neck style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***email me if you would like to place an order. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;libbyryderblog@gmail.com &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;***&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMQp048Xr_o/TwRTjzg-zXI/AAAAAAAABZw/6W0wulU6XO0/s1600/photo-226.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMQp048Xr_o/TwRTjzg-zXI/AAAAAAAABZw/6W0wulU6XO0/s1600/photo-226.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMQp048Xr_o/TwRTjzg-zXI/AAAAAAAABZw/6W0wulU6XO0/s640/photo-226.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dMQp048Xr_o/TwRTjzg-zXI/AAAAAAAABZw/6W0wulU6XO0/s1600/photo-226.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this picture was taken a few moments before little aves decided to throw up all over herself. me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her blanket and her chair. she seems a lot better this morning. let's hope it stays that way. it is an inside day here for us and it is real cold here today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy your wednesday. we are staying in and getting better. somebody turns 2 on saturday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8765711211376823103?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8765711211376823103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/nye-scarves-sick-baby.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8765711211376823103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8765711211376823103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/nye-scarves-sick-baby.html' title='nye. scarves. sick baby'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6i-xHlYiDk/TwRTatwAQiI/AAAAAAAABYo/jsygw4BBP98/s72-c/photo-217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8167209332927961231</id><published>2012-01-02T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T12:39:00.928-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit of a reflection.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hg0U6GW_Z78/TwH5652DI9I/AAAAAAAABYM/Qf5aPz3pGGk/s1600/photo-214.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hg0U6GW_Z78/TwH5652DI9I/AAAAAAAABYM/Qf5aPz3pGGk/s640/photo-214.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let's begin with this incredible sketch of the river house my friend ellie made for us. (check her and her hubby out at &lt;a href="http://www.tommyandellie.com/"&gt;www.tommyandellie.com&lt;/a&gt; and order your own house portrait) needless to say i am obsessed. i love it. i love the river. my souls aches for that water and that upstairs view. but it was only for a season.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was thinking about today. the beginning of a new year i was curious to read what i wrote last year around this time. so i went back. i found exactly what i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no..."here my goals of this year"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let's reflect on 2010 shall we"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was much more present. nothing profound or particularly insightful. i wrote &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/01/we-are-back.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/01/reality.html"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; last year during the first week of january. the only that really stuck out was...&lt;i&gt;"and its almost time for number ten. typing that made me smile. in about a  month we will be done with chemo. the end is near. goodnight."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me 2011 was not a year of big vision. it was much more simple. &lt;i&gt;heal. &lt;/i&gt;heal from cancer and the rest will come. healing and fighting simply felt like more than enough at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets go back a bit shall we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in january of 2010 justin and i welcomed ava into the world. she feel right into place. in the midst of joy and excitement there was fear and uncertainty. the questions all new parents have surrounding anything and everything to do with a new child. but i would not have believed you if you had tried to tell me what that excitement and joy about what this little life would do to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things changed...it's only natural. our family of two was now three...it felt so right. so natural. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 began with a blessing. she rocked us to our core. in the best way that possibly exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a storm came. one full of unknowns. fears. medicine. pain and anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because the Lord is good. we found joy in the midst of death. joy that causes deep emotion even as i type these words down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cancer entered our lives and changed everything. i mean everything. forever. so it is fair to say that 2010 was a bit of a mixed bag for us. ava's birth and my cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when the new year came around. we welcome it with a twinge of fear and illness. my last three chemo treatments met me in early 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within one month of 2011 i was declared CANCER FREE. i do not like punctuation, as you know, but that deserves all caps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words we had been waiting to hear since we were told i was sick. a mixture of emotion is under statement. thankfulness, joy, shock, fear...i experienced it all. i had cancer and then i didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how is it that the thing i prayed for...hundreds prayed for...then became my biggest struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i spend my time? what do I do? i felt a bit lost. in many was the celebration of post cancer lasted a few months. i continued to heal and slowly entered back into life. but my life...though very&lt;br /&gt;much the same but felt so entirely new because i was not who i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;within two months of chemo ending we began praying and taking through a possible move to harrisonburg.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this brought some serious anxiety. fear. desiring comfort. honestly...i plain and simple did not want to leave the river or chesapeake. but we did. for two reasons. i trust the Lord and trust my husband. even in fear. i trust His plan over my own. even when i do not like it or wish this plan was not for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we moved. new home. new city. new job. new relationships. lots of newness. after four months it&lt;br /&gt;is beginning to feel more like home. although many things are still new the initial sting of newness&lt;br /&gt;has subsided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it is 2012. two days in and we think (justin and i) this is going to be our year. as far as we&lt;br /&gt;know...which is not much. this is our year, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is the year. living it as if it were our last. not in a morbid way but a very intentional way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some big goals (not resolutions since they seem fleeting). here are a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;few&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* falling more in love with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* loving my husband more intentionally. daily and in new ways. being honest and intimate and real. not forgetting why we fell in love in the first place (more on that sometime soon...one real. deep. honest conversation last wednesday night brought us back).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* guide and nurture ava. teach her new things and take her on adventures. love her so hard it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* maintain and grow the relationships in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* write a book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* train and run a half marathon&amp;nbsp; (i can not believe i just wrote that for all to see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* hopefully get pregnant. woohoo baby number two. (if my scan next week and in april are clean we will start trying for another baby late spring).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* crochet. no joke i love it. i made like 10 for christmas gifts and i am selling scarves now.&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; (email me.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* working a little. i started working for an agency that provides in home counseling. getting back to my social work roots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i am not the best with goals. kind of embarrassing to say. justin is better at goals than me. but we want this year to be an intentional one. not wasted. another year of life and celebrating what a gift that is. goals are good. sometimes you reach them and sometimes you don't. but without vision and goals and trying for something...what are you doing? i like to be realistic but i also like challenges. for example i hate running. i am not sure why i am doing it. but a lot of people ran last year for&lt;i&gt; team&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;libby&lt;/i&gt; and i am joining in this year.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a lot happens in one year. we all now that. in a span of 12 months....babies are born. marriage begin. people get sick. children start school. new job. new friends. relationships start and finish. i say this a lot..."i truly am in awe of what the difference one year can make." the context is usually in regards to cancer but this year it is full of so much more joyful anticipation for what's to come. no fear. although trials may come our way...but &lt;i&gt;what if.&lt;/i&gt; what if for the first time in a couple years our little family did not have any major major life changers. or maybe we do. we will roll with that too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here's to 2012. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;share your goals in the comment section. i would love to&amp;nbsp; hear them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8167209332927961231?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8167209332927961231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/bit-of-reflection.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8167209332927961231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8167209332927961231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2012/01/bit-of-reflection.html' title='a bit of a reflection.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hg0U6GW_Z78/TwH5652DI9I/AAAAAAAABYM/Qf5aPz3pGGk/s72-c/photo-214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-2454991770775897986</id><published>2011-12-31T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T06:24:43.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;this needs to be said. so i will say it and then we can move on...i planned on writing on thursday. never happened. then i planned on doing it on friday. never happened. now it is saturday morning i am here. sitting at my computer feeling a little tired and overwhelmed by the current condition of my home. not sure where this pressure comes from. this idea of..."i have to blog or i need to blog." i said that last night at dinner and justin said..."you seen discouraged. do not write then. that's okay. you are tired. be tired." so last night after we put ava to bed i fell asleep in my clothes on the living room couch. i never do that. i prefer comfy clothes and my bed. all that to say is that i am catching up. i am getting back into life here and sometimes a week away sets me back a bit. but i am on my way...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;so it is new years eve! a time to celebrate what was and what is to come. more on that tomorrow. for real. my heart is full. but today does not allow for the time i want to spend reflecting a bit on 2011. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;we are not that cool when it comes to new year's eve. we like to celebrate but pretty low key. we were planning to head out of town to see friends but last minute we decided to stay home. stay out of the car for a bit. sleep in our own beds. what's better is that our last minute decision to say home turned into our good friend's josh and ally coming for the night to bring in the new year with our little family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i loved being in kentucky for christmas. we saw a lot of people. slept a few different places and it was full. full of family, love, food, gifts, and simply being with some of the people we love the very most in the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;her first movie. appropriately happy feet 2. she did not sit still for more than three minutes and ended up in the very front row running around and dancing. the 12 other people there did not seem to mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktl44Nx3g4I/Tv8QhlRX3jI/AAAAAAAABVQ/1myQ0egIfs8/s1600/photo-191.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktl44Nx3g4I/Tv8QhlRX3jI/AAAAAAAABVQ/1myQ0egIfs8/s640/photo-191.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ktl44Nx3g4I/Tv8QhlRX3jI/AAAAAAAABVQ/1myQ0egIfs8/s1600/photo-191.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9XOLGVNu7T4/Tv8QjcRdHyI/AAAAAAAABVY/UCeumW-FQrI/s1600/photo-192.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9XOLGVNu7T4/Tv8QjcRdHyI/AAAAAAAABVY/UCeumW-FQrI/s640/photo-192.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;glasses were a bit of a theme this trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldnKZJ2Uk1Q/Tv8Qk2Cz1ZI/AAAAAAAABVg/zlQvfEvBXGA/s1600/photo-193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ldnKZJ2Uk1Q/Tv8Qk2Cz1ZI/AAAAAAAABVg/zlQvfEvBXGA/s640/photo-193.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNLD7kDOudY/Tv8Qqn-Jz6I/AAAAAAAABVw/Uj1Ma_fR_Tk/s1600/photo-195.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pNLD7kDOudY/Tv8Qqn-Jz6I/AAAAAAAABVw/Uj1Ma_fR_Tk/s640/photo-195.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hW6OACkxTWc/Tv8VQ-6O4yI/AAAAAAAABX0/cREUfAclqfc/s1600/photo-211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hW6OACkxTWc/Tv8VQ-6O4yI/AAAAAAAABX0/cREUfAclqfc/s400/photo-211.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;christmas morning with roma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttEE3cwnwFM/Tv8QuoltThI/AAAAAAAABWI/mWvyqX-0mV4/s1600/photo-198.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ttEE3cwnwFM/Tv8QuoltThI/AAAAAAAABWI/mWvyqX-0mV4/s640/photo-198.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cfFClF9SX8/Tv8QwtYXTcI/AAAAAAAABWY/biqRQ1pLXbE/s1600/photo-200.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cfFClF9SX8/Tv8QwtYXTcI/AAAAAAAABWY/biqRQ1pLXbE/s640/photo-200.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xd9ulircRiQ/Tv8QxpNTSyI/AAAAAAAABWg/5BtxoYSshp0/s1600/photo-201.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xd9ulircRiQ/Tv8QxpNTSyI/AAAAAAAABWg/5BtxoYSshp0/s640/photo-201.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a little blurry. but the joy. oh, the joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christmas day at the uncle tommy's and aunt sara. we walked in to there house and immediately started exchanging gifts. i did not even get a chance to take pictures. the day was so mild that we spent the afternoon outside. not your typical christmas weather. the love ava has for her cousins...there are no words. i am so thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bf_YBrX0Mrk/Tv8Qvt1FTGI/AAAAAAAABWQ/DmW0eRQBNSM/s1600/photo-199.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bf_YBrX0Mrk/Tv8Qvt1FTGI/AAAAAAAABWQ/DmW0eRQBNSM/s640/photo-199.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;day after christmas with my immediate family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThEm2hMvL1o/Tv8Q0c9PilI/AAAAAAAABWo/lDdvt7WVlm4/s1600/photo-202.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ThEm2hMvL1o/Tv8Q0c9PilI/AAAAAAAABWo/lDdvt7WVlm4/s640/photo-202.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0H4eOcdSJ8/Tv8Q2Si37TI/AAAAAAAABW4/fzGLBOStFZg/s1600/photo-204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P0H4eOcdSJ8/Tv8Q2Si37TI/AAAAAAAABW4/fzGLBOStFZg/s640/photo-204.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNp3ebg_gi8/Tv8Q3dP-V9I/AAAAAAAABXA/4T-EGG06j0Y/s1600/photo-205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gNp3ebg_gi8/Tv8Q3dP-V9I/AAAAAAAABXA/4T-EGG06j0Y/s640/photo-205.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;family rules from the grandkids and drake's cute little belly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fp7bQA2vL4k/Tv8Q4o18rEI/AAAAAAAABXI/e1E08T_0YIo/s1600/photo-206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fp7bQA2vL4k/Tv8Q4o18rEI/AAAAAAAABXI/e1E08T_0YIo/s640/photo-206.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;opened and immediately tried to ride it. girl needs one a little more her size.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1cIRQ8swXkA/Tv8Q5oz20HI/AAAAAAAABXQ/Reiyz5f_fnQ/s1600/photo-207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1cIRQ8swXkA/Tv8Q5oz20HI/AAAAAAAABXQ/Reiyz5f_fnQ/s640/photo-207.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-NTcIf0_g/Tv8Q7ykyWqI/AAAAAAAABXg/yeflo1y859w/s1600/photo-209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KH-NTcIf0_g/Tv8Q7ykyWqI/AAAAAAAABXg/yeflo1y859w/s640/photo-209.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;putting together ava's new kitchen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HXA7FOtCsZ0/Tv8QsIfGGjI/AAAAAAAABV4/89uaatDBd_w/s1600/photo-196.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HXA7FOtCsZ0/Tv8QsIfGGjI/AAAAAAAABV4/89uaatDBd_w/s320/photo-196.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFUqtt_L_pU/Tv8YPKa8xNI/AAAAAAAABYA/_43psZo_Opo/s1600/photo-213.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nFUqtt_L_pU/Tv8YPKa8xNI/AAAAAAAABYA/_43psZo_Opo/s320/photo-213.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love christmas. i love what it means. i am sad it is over. i think i am feeling a little down about it all being over. like all events so much gets missed and so many moments are not photographed...especially since all my pics come from my iphone.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to my family. who we love so dearly...thank you, thank you, thank you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXKegIqV304"&gt;a little christmas eve dancing video for you.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy your new year's eve. be safe and have fun. i am excited to kiss my husband at midnight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ava is yelling...mommy, mommy, mommy...in sweet desperation. have a good saturday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste this year. much more on that this whole next year.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-2454991770775897986?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2454991770775897986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-5271068365939775378</id><published>2011-12-28T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T07:17:34.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;what a trip. what a christmas. i loved it all. we have returned to our own home and our own beds...all three of us missed that the most. ava did not say it but girl was up abnormally early the entire time we were gone. being home means lots of laundry, no food, and more gifts than we have space for...little ava got hooked up. i am tired so much more to come tomorrow...on christmas, my goals &amp;amp; my new little job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a few things before i go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love the matching pajamas for ava and her cousins. thanks to my sister, allison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe5E9KCeREA/TvvIeV_qq7I/AAAAAAAABUw/ijZQrdqYz7Y/s1600/photo-188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe5E9KCeREA/TvvIeV_qq7I/AAAAAAAABUw/ijZQrdqYz7Y/s640/photo-188.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christmas day in kentucky. warm enough to sit on the back porch and enjoy this giant bouncy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_PKIz4Np7I/TvvIg9AXq2I/AAAAAAAABU4/ENcJQ_pXQ3Q/s1600/photo-189.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P_PKIz4Np7I/TvvIg9AXq2I/AAAAAAAABU4/ENcJQ_pXQ3Q/s640/photo-189.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;now all ava's cousins are represented. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5IhIwIxu08U/TvyEQDyGaoI/AAAAAAAABVE/erNn6lyx_lc/s1600/photo-190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5IhIwIxu08U/TvyEQDyGaoI/AAAAAAAABVE/erNn6lyx_lc/s640/photo-190.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lastly...&lt;i&gt;obsessed&lt;/i&gt;. in a healthy way with the new blog header. nice little surprise from aunt sara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-5271068365939775378?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5271068365939775378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-are-back.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5271068365939775378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5271068365939775378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-are-back.html' title='we are back.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fe5E9KCeREA/TvvIeV_qq7I/AAAAAAAABUw/ijZQrdqYz7Y/s72-c/photo-188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-6953917729887542417</id><published>2011-12-22T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T18:18:39.851-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas vacation has begun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we drove to ky yesterday and it was a long, but great drive. ava was practically perfect. as long as she has her DVD player she is good to go...except when she was fast asleep and daddy accidentally woke her up when he yelled from excitement about an upcoming trip to greece with young life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWn8deW11j8/TvM-An4PKEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/tkbamzIIZHA/s400/photo-184.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;our picture order arrived tuesday and i tore through them like a little kid on christmas morning. seriously it was funny...i was so excited to see them up close. they did not disappoint...&lt;i&gt;they never do&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gyvzpZj5mz0/TvM-EvntE1I/AAAAAAAABSY/k-C92UnEMn8/s1600/photo-185.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gyvzpZj5mz0/TvM-EvntE1I/AAAAAAAABSY/k-C92UnEMn8/s400/photo-185.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ava on our 8 hour road trip yesterday. i thought she might fall asleep around 2pm (her normal nap time)...nah she feel asleep at 6pm. two hours before we arrived at pop pop and lee lee's house. as you can tell by the glazed over look she has...she was watching an elmo movie. or maybe you noticed that little bruise on her forehead. see below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2QoYrDBphM/TvM-LjrsTKI/AAAAAAAABSg/cDd1hAOHxc0/s1600/photo-186.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2QoYrDBphM/TvM-LjrsTKI/AAAAAAAABSg/cDd1hAOHxc0/s400/photo-186.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;on sunday afternoon ava tripped on our rug and hit her little head on the bottom edge of the stairs. it was awful. i did not see it, but justin did. although i was pretty sure she was fine (i am the calm one in these situations) justin was not too sure so we headed to our first ER visit with little aves. she ended up being fine and is healing just fine. she is seriously tough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hebrews 10:24. been thinking about that a lot this week. wanted to share.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yF2ggVm392w/TvM-MS1m7zI/AAAAAAAABSo/2pRmZmPLtFY/s1600/photo-187.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yF2ggVm392w/TvM-MS1m7zI/AAAAAAAABSo/2pRmZmPLtFY/s320/photo-187.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christmas traditions. sharing just a few before we spend the next several days with the vast majority of both sides of our family. as we began our drive yesterday i could not hold back the tears as we talked about this week. seeing family. moving all over the place. the craziness in the midst of wanting to be intentional and restful. i am just so thankful that this christmas is about family and celebrating...not about chemo and cancer. for those of you fighting...my hear aches for you. especially during this christmas weekend. this season will pass. &lt;i&gt;i promise.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a few ryder family traditions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. lots of christmas movies. especially the holiday. the family man. the family stone (a little sad for me now). four christmases. love actually. serendipity. ava prefers frosty the snowman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2. baking. we bake a lot. mostly cookies and banana bread this year. ava bakes right alongside me. we love it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. making some of our gifts. this year i think i made about ten gifts. can't show them yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. send christmas cards. will put on blog this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. spend more time at home together as a family than any other time of year. i love love love that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6. new pajamas for ava. we do this for each holiday or special occasion. birthday, halloween, christmas, summer time, etc. i tend to find them at old navy. usually on sale. right now she loves her scary pajamas from halloween the best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7. host a little christmas party. this year was my first time. it was just a few women from my tuesday night bible study but i loved it. good food. good drinks. great conversation. so thankful for my new friendships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8. growing up we did a birthday party for jesus. with a cake. bible verses. a poem. some singing. i love it. my mom wrote it all up for me and put it into a great little email. if you would like a copy simply email me at libbyryderblog@gmail.com and i would love to share this special christmas tradition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;off to get ready and take ava to happy feet 2 with her roma and aunt marlene. her first movie ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;not sure how this will go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;t minus 3 days.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-6953917729887542417?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6953917729887542417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-vacation-has-begun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6953917729887542417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6953917729887542417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-vacation-has-begun.html' title='christmas vacation has begun...'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RWn8deW11j8/TvM-An4PKEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/tkbamzIIZHA/s72-c/photo-184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-6352884711419181529</id><published>2011-12-19T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:36:38.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>little avie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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brain behind our family rules, the i love ava suzanna because frame, and every photo we have on our walls). they are gorgeous. she is officially no longer my baby. but my little girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mamalode.com/"&gt;mamalode&lt;/a&gt; magazine giveaway winner is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;dl class="avatar-comment-indent" id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c4622955085569804550" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/03381852028102527646" rel="nofollow"&gt;Cathy's world&lt;/a&gt; said... My favorite decorations are my lighted garland that is everywhere in  my  house. When I turn that and the tree on it speaks peace. I love the  lights and a warm fire. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;congrats cathy! please send your name and address to &lt;i&gt;libbyryderblog@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enjoy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;also as far as we know...ava &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;did not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; win the fisher price animal sound contest. sad. sad. sad. thank you for those of you that voted. some of you everyday. we tried our best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;goodbye monday...i am glad you are over. not my best day. let the rest of the week begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let us know what picture is your favorite? they are numbered to make it real easy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-6352884711419181529?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6352884711419181529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-avie.html#comment-form' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6352884711419181529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6352884711419181529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-avie.html' title='little avie.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ny1mqzJXrk/TvAFU0RMVpI/AAAAAAAABRc/cUw2P-2_5M8/s72-c/DSC_edit0029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-1375458895439078357</id><published>2011-12-16T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T10:25:14.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your space. our home for the holidays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we have been spending our time doing a little bit of this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBm-qT0_WRk/Tut8YvXmXHI/AAAAAAAABOU/wmTuCTzzhgo/s1600/photo-160.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBm-qT0_WRk/Tut8YvXmXHI/AAAAAAAABOU/wmTuCTzzhgo/s640/photo-160.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;great great christmas idea!!! aunt sara (professional photographer) got this for ava. we write on it each day...we love a lot things about this little girl. (email her to order one for your house &lt;i&gt;sarabethfloyd@yahoo.com&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UAzRt5fDAeE/Tut7KOAeZjI/AAAAAAAABN0/h2N-ALD3bNk/s1600/photo-156.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UAzRt5fDAeE/Tut7KOAeZjI/AAAAAAAABN0/h2N-ALD3bNk/s640/photo-156.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jKvKXtEPIE/Tut99WKH54I/AAAAAAAABQU/FNfsY8c7h30/s1600/photo-176.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0jKvKXtEPIE/Tut99WKH54I/AAAAAAAABQU/FNfsY8c7h30/s640/photo-176.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we love baking. especially snickerdoodles. in turn my jeans are tighter. just the way it goes i guess if you decide to eat cookies pretty much daily. ava loves using straws...so these cheap 97 cent snowman straws from walmart (4 in a pack) are perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nsX923XD-w/Tut8Wd_xnKI/AAAAAAAABOE/vq3Q3H_d4cI/s1600/photo-158.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nsX923XD-w/Tut8Wd_xnKI/AAAAAAAABOE/vq3Q3H_d4cI/s640/photo-158.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;my friend trish taught me to crochet. let's just say whenever i get a second you will find me on the couch working on yet another scarf. i love it. especially when the yarn i love is from micheals and those 40% coupons come in real handy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we have been busy picking up christmas/baking gifts this week which = lots of wrapping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J897g3BU0bw/Tut8Z8NKeSI/AAAAAAAABOc/bqIFP1GjZtw/s1600/photo-161.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J897g3BU0bw/Tut8Z8NKeSI/AAAAAAAABOc/bqIFP1GjZtw/s640/photo-161.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J533dl_I0yI/Tut8fHDxU9I/AAAAAAAABO8/UEV-A9wnDOI/s1600/photo-165.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J533dl_I0yI/Tut8fHDxU9I/AAAAAAAABO8/UEV-A9wnDOI/s640/photo-165.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js5lhLkgBNE/Tut-FYSP1uI/AAAAAAAABRE/-WvYsY7W7e0/s1600/photo-182.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-js5lhLkgBNE/Tut-FYSP1uI/AAAAAAAABRE/-WvYsY7W7e0/s640/photo-182.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_nsX923XD-w/Tut8Wd_xnKI/AAAAAAAABOE/vq3Q3H_d4cI/s1600/photo-158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this year we used brown craft paper from the dollar store to wrap gifts &amp;amp; then when i ran out of that i improvised with using some of my craft design paper. a huge packet from micheals is around $10. i used it for smaller gifts as well as paper bunting hanging in most our windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWG5G2oghAY/TuuDt7Fjj9I/AAAAAAAABRM/MakMbveER2A/s1600/photo-175.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uWG5G2oghAY/TuuDt7Fjj9I/AAAAAAAABRM/MakMbveER2A/s640/photo-175.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;first off i am not a huge fan of pictures of dirty kitchens, etc on blogs. i mean all of our houses get messy. no one really lives in a perfectly neat house. if you have kids there is not a chance that your house remains picked up for longer than ten minutes. all that said...check out our craft room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byOCRi1PM1Y/Tut9-vQ4KkI/AAAAAAAABQc/r8SXvVrtVSI/s1600/photo-177.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-byOCRi1PM1Y/Tut9-vQ4KkI/AAAAAAAABQc/r8SXvVrtVSI/s640/photo-177.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBm-qT0_WRk/Tut8YvXmXHI/AAAAAAAABOU/wmTuCTzzhgo/s1600/photo-160.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really loving decorating this year so i wanted to share a bit of our house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B9G17rdPKbQ/Tut-BPfyn2I/AAAAAAAABQs/Jj9xaAVHoGo/s1600/photo-179.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B9G17rdPKbQ/Tut-BPfyn2I/AAAAAAAABQs/Jj9xaAVHoGo/s640/photo-179.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3obUDLuUCnE/Tut-CVflr2I/AAAAAAAABQ0/vOi7NoxatGc/s1600/photo-180.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3obUDLuUCnE/Tut-CVflr2I/AAAAAAAABQ0/vOi7NoxatGc/s640/photo-180.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPEpsR1-L48/Tut8lhCf1JI/AAAAAAAABPk/LClsGATEmd4/s1600/photo-170.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oPEpsR1-L48/Tut8lhCf1JI/AAAAAAAABPk/LClsGATEmd4/s640/photo-170.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J897g3BU0bw/Tut8Z8NKeSI/AAAAAAAABOc/bqIFP1GjZtw/s1600/photo-161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFX5WxTg1IE/Tut8cSPjZiI/AAAAAAAABOs/VYuJqap2bF0/s1600/photo-163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IFX5WxTg1IE/Tut8cSPjZiI/AAAAAAAABOs/VYuJqap2bF0/s640/photo-163.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;twine and some mini clips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMrtEMjbaiY/Tut8dmlXpeI/AAAAAAAABO0/fcMMQtk0vJI/s1600/photo-164.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KMrtEMjbaiY/Tut8dmlXpeI/AAAAAAAABO0/fcMMQtk0vJI/s640/photo-164.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3obUDLuUCnE/Tut-CVflr2I/AAAAAAAABQ0/vOi7NoxatGc/s1600/photo-180.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH-cwGot4MU/Tut-D-fgrwI/AAAAAAAABQ8/W85Dg04tqiQ/s1600/photo-181.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qH-cwGot4MU/Tut-D-fgrwI/AAAAAAAABQ8/W85Dg04tqiQ/s640/photo-181.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J533dl_I0yI/Tut8fHDxU9I/AAAAAAAABO8/UEV-A9wnDOI/s1600/photo-165.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;musical note garland. found an old book and cut it up...felt a little guilty. but i love how it turned out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OdXbKymc1To/Tut8gs6uEyI/AAAAAAAABPE/Gyq-e_Dwa3I/s1600/photo-166.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OdXbKymc1To/Tut8gs6uEyI/AAAAAAAABPE/Gyq-e_Dwa3I/s640/photo-166.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-STOLhw39gu4/Tut93kzqRSI/AAAAAAAABP8/PKj0Mh7XG0Y/s640/photo-173.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ava's little tree in the basement. thanks roma. we love it.&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghYe1IQmJ1I/Tut8kc7Vl9I/AAAAAAAABPc/0zvclH5yfew/s1600/photo-169.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ghYe1IQmJ1I/Tut8kc7Vl9I/AAAAAAAABPc/0zvclH5yfew/s640/photo-169.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0peZrEIBIt4/Tut8jI-w5gI/AAAAAAAABPU/3O4O6YALVWg/s1600/photo-168.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0peZrEIBIt4/Tut8jI-w5gI/AAAAAAAABPU/3O4O6YALVWg/s640/photo-168.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZzBAnowC90/Tut9__tVJQI/AAAAAAAABQk/eHmsUdkzWkc/s1600/photo-178.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZzBAnowC90/Tut9__tVJQI/AAAAAAAABQk/eHmsUdkzWkc/s640/photo-178.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;ava's bedroom has a little bunting too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wwAKNLI11c8/Tut8XQa9NYI/AAAAAAAABOM/ZcppES6yWnE/s1600/photo-159.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wwAKNLI11c8/Tut8XQa9NYI/AAAAAAAABOM/ZcppES6yWnE/s400/photo-159.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the house smells a lot like this. i love it. i love it. i love it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***now i must admit. i come up with nothing on my own...well sometimes i do. but for the most part a lot of things in our house are a straight copy from things i see on this &lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://jonesdesigncompany.com/"&gt;BLOG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. take a look***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they are offering a &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt; 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if you want to follow our feed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my decor ideas are pinned on my pinterest boards. check it&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/libbyryder/"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just have to say this...um, i had cancer at this time last year. yup that's right. never ever under estimate the difference&amp;nbsp; one year can make.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the weekend baby. enjoy it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-1375458895439078357?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1375458895439078357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-waste-your-space-our-home.html#comment-form' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1375458895439078357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1375458895439078357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-waste-your-space-our-home.html' title='don&apos;t waste your space. our home for the holidays.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PBm-qT0_WRk/Tut8YvXmXHI/AAAAAAAABOU/wmTuCTzzhgo/s72-c/photo-160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-4082002895921880824</id><published>2011-12-14T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:54:57.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>harrisonburg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" class="Bs nH iY"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="Bu"&gt;&lt;div class="nH if"&gt;&lt;div class="nH"&gt;&lt;div class="nH hx"&gt;&lt;div class="nH"&gt;&lt;div class="h7 ie nH oy8Mbf"&gt;&lt;div class="Bk"&gt;&lt;div class="G3 G2"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div id=":em"&gt;&lt;div class="adn ads"&gt;&lt;div class="gs"&gt;&lt;div class="ii gt adP adO" id=":10p"&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;people have been asking me a lot lately if I like it here. if i am happy in harrisonburg. in all sincerity i do like it here and i think that &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; is turning to &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;. who would have ever thought? certainly not me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just feel like i want to be fair to chesapeake like i wanted to be fair to lexington, ky and how i wanted to be fair to grand rapids, mi. i felt bad saying i liked where i was living because then it meant i did not like where i used to be. nothing about that is true. however, there is a little pride when it comes to the places you live. friendships, school, growth,  experiences, relationships... they are all a part of my life and my story and how  one day a long time ago my dear young life leader told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;you are becoming  now who you are going to be forever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all those places and now this place are all apart of who i am becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new friendships. new stories. new growth. i feel alive here. not all the time but most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;when we found out we for sure moving i told myself that maybe if we had stayed living in the river&lt;br /&gt;house it would have been hard. i only knew cancer there. would it be to hard to stay? would i feel stuck? i think i was trying to convince myself of that because i was so sad to leave the elizabeth river. but that house was full of so much more than cancer. it was full of healing, ava learning to walk, justin and i falling in love all over again, friendships, meals, a flooded mailbox, the blog, family, friends, sidewalk chalk, nights on the river, sisters cuddling with me in bed after chemo, my husband battling alongside me, and my baby growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see...to make it easier on myself that we were leaving this place i sorta told myself that the river house was too full of cancer and too much pain. some parts are true...i did fight cancer in that place but more than that...the part of our story i care so much more about and i want the world to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i healed in that house. i went from death to life in that house. that's how i felt at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the truth is...i miss the river. i miss chesapeake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love harrisonburg. i love our little house on paul street. i love our new relationships. i love that justin and i are on the same page. same sentence. same word even. that does not happen everyday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think you can have both. i love grand rapids. that is where i grew up. that place is where my story was formed and told for 22 years. some of my best friends are there. but i love lexington too. i got my master's&amp;nbsp; degree there. that is where i feel in love with the south. some of my best friends are there. i love cheapeake. we were newlyweds there. we threw ourselves into ministry there. ava was born there. i had cancer there. some of our best friends are there. and now i love harrisonburg too. i am adding it to the list of places where i am becoming who i am created to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;i do like to choose joy. not in just cancer but in all aspects of life. however, i planned on  choosing sadness and a little anger when it came to moving. does anyone remember that i had cancer this past year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;as we discussed moving i thought about how i really needed a second. i deserved a break. i  needed a little normalcy after cancer and staying in cheapeake and living  on the river would provide me that much needed break. a place to grow  and reflect and continue to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see what i am learning about God is that He knows what's best. even  when the thought of moving made me cry so hard i threw up. He knew what  was the best and wow did He surprise me with this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you see...what i thought i needed...what i convinced myself i needed was to be comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;comfort is not bad. most of us love it. change is what we seem to fear. but i am learning right now is that if we believe the Lord we serve is for is and not against us and will never leave us...than i will go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now is any of this easy? not really. starting over is hard. building new relationships take time. many times over this past fall i reverted back to a 13 year old middle school girl with thoughts of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;i just want people to like me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;i wanted to know where i stood with people. i wanted them to get me and i would get them. i wanted it to be quick and natural. i have not arrived. we never really do. we never stop learning and forming and becoming who we were meant to be forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am surprised. this little town is surprising me. i am making friends. good real ones. justin and i are more in love than ever. ava is becoming a strong compassionate beautiful little girl. she says, "bless you momma." when i sneeze. melts my heart every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would not have picked to move this year. please no one take that personally. last year was just by far the hardest year of my last 28. i just want a break. i do not think that's too much to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but because the Lord is good. all the time. even when we do not seem to see it or don't want to&lt;br /&gt;or life is just too too hard. He surprised me with this last year and again with this move. even as i type this i feel this loyalty to chesapeake and people there that made cancer bearable. yes, you. you know who you are. we miss you. i hope you know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...once again i was wrong. moving has not been awful or too much or too hard or too scary.&lt;br /&gt;there were moments where it was hard and there maybe more to come. but for now i believe two things are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id=":vl"&gt;1. i trust the lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i will go anywhere in the world if justin and ava are with me. seriously. they are my family. they are my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;give-jewelry &lt;/a&gt;winner***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;congrats Sam...&lt;i&gt;I love all of them! the cuff bracelets especially :) This color is great! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I liked them on facebook, subscribed to their blog, followed them on twitter, and subscribed to their youtube page! Thanks Libby!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sam &lt;/i&gt;please email me at libbyryderblog@gmail.com to get your $100 credit to give-jewelry.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you for all of you who are supporting this awesome company and more importantly there mission to provide meals to children in need. &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.libbyryder.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="gA gt ac5"&gt;&lt;div class="gB"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" class="cf gz ac3" id=":12k"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="io"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="ip iq"&gt;&lt;div id=":vc"&gt;&lt;table class="cf FVrZGe"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="amq"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="amr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Bu"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="Bu"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-4082002895921880824?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4082002895921880824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/harrisonburg.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4082002895921880824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4082002895921880824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/harrisonburg.html' title='harrisonburg.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3879019051625079307</id><published>2011-12-12T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T12:17:49.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend &amp; give-jewelry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: small;"&gt;this weekend began with our YL Christmas party. a time for the leaders and committee to come together to eat. worship. exchange some gifts and just be together. we had a great time. see...oh, and ava's signature lip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/376169_2302001597169_1463070072_31957219_928179045_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/376169_2302001597169_1463070072_31957219_928179045_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387835_2302001117157_1463070072_31957217_974592984_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387835_2302001117157_1463070072_31957217_974592984_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;look how thrilled ava looks? i knew something was off from the moment she woke up from her nap a little feverish, wanting to cuddle, and just not herself. but we got ready and i thought she would turn a corner. nah...never happened...she would not leave my side the enter night. after about an hour or so i figured out what wrong..she threw up on me and a few people standing with us. sorry about that. first time in her little life that she has thrown up me. funny how as a mom you really do not care that you smell a little like throw up or in my case &lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt; like throw up and your clothes may never be the same...you simply clean it up the best you can and head home. so that's what we did. when i was getting her out of the car seat she said..."me go to party?" sweet girl is always up for a good time. she ended up not getting sick again just slept a lot. then cliff and laura came and it was so great to relax. talk. eat good food. talk all little baby wright (i am not pregnant. laura is) and share life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfycqG40DP4/TuZVDpD8oeI/AAAAAAAABMw/I-I7Faeifxo/s1600/photo-148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfycqG40DP4/TuZVDpD8oeI/AAAAAAAABMw/I-I7Faeifxo/s400/photo-148.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7w6yVw0jXxQ/TuZViy-qaZI/AAAAAAAABM4/PFjmPMxM-Jk/s1600/photo-149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7w6yVw0jXxQ/TuZViy-qaZI/AAAAAAAABM4/PFjmPMxM-Jk/s400/photo-149.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;it was a great great weekend. mostly because ava ended up not being sick all weekend which i was preparing for after friday night. loved being with our friends. loved having some girls over dinner and then some senior girls from JMU over to eat cookies. drink coffee &amp;amp; hot chocolate. share life and talk thru &lt;i&gt;one thousand gifts&lt;/i&gt; and how the Lord is working in our lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;justin and i are on the same page too...love it love it love it. i really am thankful and joyful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;now to keep with our theme of giving this Christmas season we have&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;give-jewelry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; joining the post today. don't we all love giving a gift that gives back? i know i do. i LOVE what they are about. seriously. let's help spread the word...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=63"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1tDLRQU8_M4/Tt0TiQxaajI/AAAAAAAABK8/wTwbXE9QUL4/s400/give-jewelry_logo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;i found&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt; &lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;Give Jewelry &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a month or so ago when i was reading a friend's blog. i then began an email correspondence with a sweet women who works for &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. there products are cute. affordable. above all: &lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: black;"&gt;every &lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;bracelet&lt;/a&gt; you make provides a week worth of food for a child in need&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;pretty incredible. i believe in there movement and mission to end world hunger.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;will you join? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;Give-Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; are bracelets with a purpose. &lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;is a sustainable movement to provide food for children in orphanages throughout Indonesia. the vision is simple: every bracelet purchased directly benefits kids in need. so no matter what type of bracelet you choose:&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=65" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;friendship&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=19" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;charm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=52" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;leather&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=46" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;beaded&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=45" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;cuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=45" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;or any of our other bracelets, you’re really choosing to make a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;here are a &lt;i&gt;few&lt;/i&gt; (they have a huge selection on there site&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt; &lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;HERE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) of there bracelets that i really love. not just saying it. i was very impressed when they arrived this week. so was ava. great stocking stuffers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue7FDxur1yk/TuZY26TuRkI/AAAAAAAABNg/7zxb3qIQ7ls/s1600/photo-151.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ue7FDxur1yk/TuZY26TuRkI/AAAAAAAABNg/7zxb3qIQ7ls/s640/photo-151.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4JqTkmgNak/TuZZ0-DwGfI/AAAAAAAABNo/V9NBt8ZF9KA/s1600/photo-155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4JqTkmgNak/TuZZ0-DwGfI/AAAAAAAABNo/V9NBt8ZF9KA/s640/photo-155.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AtNbtS_WaGk/TuZYuNbqQrI/AAAAAAAABNQ/dUbGYIqKxGY/s640/photo-153.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbNMFM-RixU/Tt0U0ScU8VI/AAAAAAAABLE/yYM7nSJOeBU/s1600/photo-142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qbNMFM-RixU/Tt0U0ScU8VI/AAAAAAAABLE/yYM7nSJOeBU/s640/photo-142.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-QQVUDxpSY/Tt0U68fA16I/AAAAAAAABLM/4FV0zMJ85gI/s1600/photo-143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e-QQVUDxpSY/Tt0U68fA16I/AAAAAAAABLM/4FV0zMJ85gI/s640/photo-143.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;each bracelet is individually packaged in these adorable little bags. super cute touch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 9px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;just for our readers &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;Give-Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is offering a &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://give-jewelry.com/index.php?cPath=63&amp;amp;osCsid=7eb064148d81cb0995e3484c5cfb4970" style="color: black;"&gt;FREE cause &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(like cancer)&lt;/span&gt; bracelet when you make a purchase&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; w&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;rite “&lt;i&gt;Libby&lt;/i&gt;” in the comment box to receive a free cause bracelet of your choice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;thank you for making a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;give-jewelry&lt;/span&gt; wants to give away a $100 credit to the winner of our giveaway. &lt;/span&gt;Yup, that's right a random commenter&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; will win a $100 credit to &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;Give-Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;that is a lot of bracelets and most importantly a lot children fed. to enter the giveaway simply go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;www.give-jewelry.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and choose your favorite bracelet. then post a comment on the blog and put a link back to the bracelet you like the best with a little description.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;"&gt;a few bonus entry options: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul type="DISC"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; 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You are our largest  supporters in the entire United States HANDS DOWN!! Keep sharing the  "1-1-1" movement here on facebook - it's helping to make a REAL  difference to children that would not have much of a chance without  people like each of you.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*don't forget to leave a comment for each bonus entry option and increase your chance to win a &lt;b&gt;$100&lt;/b&gt; credit to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;Give-Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;enjoy checking it all out and be sure to enter the giveaway. the winner will be announced on the blog wednesday. happy shoppping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;***&lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt;one delightful button &lt;/a&gt;giveaway winner***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment number 8: &lt;i&gt;Great post Lib. Southland has been doing a series on joy as well. Must  be something I'm needing to hear :) Love that you're getting to really  celebrate this season and that you're not sick. Miss you girl. Very cute  stuff in the giveaway! I'd take it all :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet nina. send me your email address and home address please to libbyryderblog@gmail.com &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;get ready to shop. you have $25 to katie's precious store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3879019051625079307?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3879019051625079307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend-give-jewelry.html#comment-form' title='59 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3879019051625079307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3879019051625079307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/weekend-give-jewelry.html' title='the weekend &amp; give-jewelry.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QfycqG40DP4/TuZVDpD8oeI/AAAAAAAABMw/I-I7Faeifxo/s72-c/photo-148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>59</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8218718032926768155</id><published>2011-12-09T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T08:45:00.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your cancer &amp; a giveaway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;anything bold and black is a link&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know i am all about &lt;i&gt;not wasting your cancer...or your life. &lt;/i&gt;but i have never actually used that as a title for a post. but today i am. i woke up this morning (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;writing this thursday but posting friday. tricky&lt;/span&gt;) and immediately thought &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2010/12/8-down-and-4-to-go-and-two-sick-girls.html" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; got chemo today last year&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. this exact day i received chemo. it was by far my worst treatment of the 12. not sure why. there really was no rim or reason. all i know is that from 10am thursday to 10am monday i threw up anything and everything. even a few saltines made me sick. it was really awful. i remembering laying in bed and begging...pleading to the Lord to take it all away. the cancer. the pain. the nauseous. the fatigue. on sunday morning while justin and his mom were at church and ava was napping. she probably should have gone with them&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-snowing-here.html"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;but she was sick too and when i was sick i struggled a bit with control and wanting to prove to &lt;i&gt;whoever&lt;/i&gt;...clearly myself that i could still take care of ava regardless of how sick i was.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;this day was no different. as i laid in bed i wept. over the pain. over the cancer. over my life. over my fear. over how much i was missing out on &lt;i&gt;life&lt;/i&gt;. i now know that in many ways these valleys. these trials. my cancer...well...this is life. we have no idea what is in store or what is ahead. but we can choose to &lt;i&gt;fear it&lt;/i&gt; or we can choose &lt;i&gt;joy in it&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose joy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think if you know me personally or know me through this blog than you know that cancer was not easy. i did not like it. i hope i never get it again. but i did learn very quickly and held it tight throughout my treatment that in the midst of pain and fear and asking god why? it only brought me to a place&lt;br /&gt;of despair and anger. you need to allow yourself to feel. but after much reflection and reading emails from people about someone they know with cancer and not knowing what to do or say i believe my encouragement is this... simply this...&lt;b&gt;choose joy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still reading &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://onethousandgifts.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;one thousand gifts&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and loving it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read this a week or so and it is not even from the author. it's from scripture. something i have read many times before. but i could not stop thinking about it as i began to write this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I have &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;learned&lt;/span&gt; how to be content with whatever I have. I know now how to live on almost nothing or with everything. I have&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; learned&lt;/span&gt; the secret of living in every situation, whether is it with a full stomach or empty, with plenty or little."&amp;nbsp; Philippians 4:11-12&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what Ann Voskamp helped me see...really see for the first time is what Paul says twice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;learned.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing happens overnight. nothing is automatic. we can not just tell our hearts to feel a certain way and then it does. like it is with cancer...or with any type of suffering or joy...in order to find life. fullness. joy. real joy is to learn to live in such a way where your heart yearns and craves for joy. it's simply the nature of your heart. as Ann says, &lt;i&gt;"learn to live fully...like i know my skin, my face, the words on the end of my tongue. Like I know my own name. Learn to be thankful-whether empty or full. Could the list (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;her one thousand gifts&lt;/span&gt;) teach me even that hard language? Over time? Gratitude in the midst of death and divorce and debt-that's the language I've got to learn to speak-because that is the kind of life I'm living, the kind I have to solve. If living in gratitude is the key to unlocking the mystery of life, this I want."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;also for me...this i want&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my inbox has been full of new cancer stories lately. other young sick mom's. many with babies. trying to do it all in the midst of &lt;i&gt;it all.&lt;/i&gt; some are sharing their story just like us. but for now it is still to hard for me to read. at least it was last night. i know it is Christmas time and no one should have to be sick at Christmas, but many people are...my encouragement is this: although i do not know your story or&lt;br /&gt;what is ahead..&lt;i&gt;.this season will pass&lt;/i&gt;. you will not be the same. cancer will change you. but my prayer&lt;br /&gt;is that you are made new, healed, and full of life. i hope you begin to develop a far grander vision of the Lord and your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate chemo. i hate it for you. i wish it were not your story. i really do. no one picks this story. but this will not always be your life. although every story is different and unique...i can only speak of my own. but one year later we are in a new house, new job, and new town. this Christmas my time and energy is spent decorating, baking, shopping for gifts, hosting Christmas parties, wrapping gifts, and living. really living. if you had told me this last year i would not have believed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even when it hurts and your sick and your scared and your angry and your real and your raw. i believe&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;you can experience all that and still choose joy. i tried to then &amp;amp; i try to now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday in every moment we are given the chance to decide what are we  about...how we act...how we speak...how we respond. without joy we may quickly become bitter and angry.&amp;nbsp; but what if...even in the midst of chemo, dr appts, scans, blood work, fear, anger, and pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choose joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was nice of people to tell me that this would not always be your life and chemo was healing me...but i hate chemo. i am thankful it exists and the Lord used it to destroy the cancer inside&lt;br /&gt;me but it sucks. i get it. every story is different and i will not pretend i know you and your circumstances or the road you are on...but if it's cancer than i have walked a similar road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is another side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will not always be your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will end. it always does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cancer will always be&lt;i&gt; a part&lt;/i&gt; of your story but not&lt;i&gt; your&lt;/i&gt; whole story. last year it was our story. we were walking right in it...but now...on the other side of cancer. the healed side (&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;that is all i know how to speak to&lt;/span&gt;). it's a part of our life. mostly our hearts. they are new and know grateful on a whole new way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray your heart does not become callus and hard and bitter. although there maybe be seasons and moments of that. do not stay there forever. we were not meant to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you will or at least consider it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;choose joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in cancer we tried our best and it made all  the difference. in life post cancer we are continuing that and it is making all the  difference. don't waste it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;*** now on a lighter note and because it's the weekend baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; text-align: center;"&gt;let's have a giveaway ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our sweet Katie from &lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;One Delightful Button&lt;/a&gt; is giving away a $25 credit + free shipping to her adorable store. check out her adorable shop&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to enter simply&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; "like"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; her on facebook &lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/onedelightfulbutton"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; then come back to &lt;b&gt;our blog&lt;/b&gt; and leave a little comment love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winner will be announced monday on the blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly i am linking up with another libby today in her &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace;"&gt;10 things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; series. check it out&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://libbylifeblog.blogspot.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your cancer. choose joy. celebrate the weekend. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8218718032926768155?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8218718032926768155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-waste-your-cancer-giveawaybecause.html#comment-form' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8218718032926768155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8218718032926768155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/dont-waste-your-cancer-giveawaybecause.html' title='don&apos;t waste your cancer &amp; a giveaway.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-1403326649117710068</id><published>2011-12-07T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T15:42:00.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for some christmas shopping. i got a few to share.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;not much to say. i just love it all. hope you to do. enjoy shopping...this stuff is good. no lie&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;hope you enjoy. be back friday with a giveaway and some thoughts on life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;all pictures and bold print are a direct link to the site.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mamalode.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OMjv8a-FL4k/Tt6MdtZ8qHI/AAAAAAAABL8/k9qxcDhN52Y/s640/Web+ad+%2528640+x+300%2529_+Libby+copy.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So thrilled Mamalode is joining us this month. love them love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;My name is Elke Govertsen and I am the founder and publisher of  &lt;a href="http://www.mamalode.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;Mamalode&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.mamalode.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;Mamalode&lt;/a&gt; is a magazine about moms-- real moms, real stories,  really well told. As a matter of fact Libby will be a writer in our  upcoming print issue! We NEVER have how-to articles, just authentic and  real moments about being a mom. Or thinking about being a mom. Or about  YOUR mom. We also always have dad's perspectives and a great section  from kids of "Everything they think moms should know". We are a print  magazine (quarterly, you can &lt;a href="http://www.mamalode.com/subscribe/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;ubscribe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;), website (new content every  weekday, it is free), social (&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/Mamalode"&gt;facebook&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#%21/Mamalode"&gt; twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/mamalode/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pinterest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;--- feel free  to like, follow or pin us) and tablet (iPad launching soon!) We started  as a local publication and are moving into national, with the help of  blogs like this and readers like you. Please help us spread the word and  grow. Our scales are tipping in a great way! Thank you, Libby! Check us out &lt;a href="http://www.mamalode.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;www.mamalode.com.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjIO2pigOUI/Tt2Y3R3zDpI/AAAAAAAABLU/CFCslbExg6M/s640/libby-new.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;katie is back this month with great Christmas gifts ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Delightful Button&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  for handmade jewelry, accessories and other fun things all surrounding  the buttons. All the items are handmade by Katie &amp;amp; come packaged  ready for gift giving. All orders needed for Christmas must be placed  by &lt;b&gt;December 17th&lt;/b&gt; to make sure to arrive on time! Free gift wrap for the holidays upon request. &lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;his month orders over $25 will&amp;nbsp;receive&amp;nbsp;free shipping. just add&amp;nbsp; 'DWYC' in as the coupon code.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;heck out One Delightful Button&amp;nbsp;at&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_579472847"&gt;http://www.&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt;onedelightfulbutton.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/us/en/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3VuQ-HWCBnE/Tt_058HD2II/AAAAAAAABMc/pIbLjxNEhyM/s640/FotoFlexer_Photo4.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;excited for missy to be joining us this month. i like a safe home.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;I’m Missy. I blog over at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://domesticateddivablog.com/" style="color: black;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;The Domesticated Diva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;. I’m here to share Shaklee with you! &lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/us/en/" style="color: black;"&gt;Shaklee&lt;/a&gt; has been around for over 50 years and is the number one natural nutrition company in the US. You may have heard about &lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/us/en/" style="color: black;"&gt;Shaklee’s&lt;/a&gt; awesome non-toxic cleaning products from  the blogosphere, but we offer so much more! 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Visit my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://missysmith.myshaklee.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;Shaklee site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt; to begin your journey to wellness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pomlove"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mJJOgh0yRKk/Tt-2o_y_OcI/AAAAAAAABMU/L7PQ-o5bnw8/s640/pomlove.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomlove.etsy.com/" style="color: black;"&gt;PomLove&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;sprouted  in early 2008 by a crafty mom who was experimenting  with handmade  decorations for her 6 year-old's birthday party. It  evolved into a  business that same year - partially due to countless  requests for poms  from family and friends. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pomlove" style="color: black;"&gt;PomLove&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;is the  original  (that's right, the very first!) pom shop on Etsy, providing  the biggest,  fullest and most vibrant tissue paper poms, made from 100%  recycled  paper. With over 80 colors to choose from, and dozens of  color  combinations available, they are sure to brighten up any space -  whether  it's for your next party, or just to brighten up a room. Take a  look at  all of the eye-candy: &lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomlove.etsy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.PomLove.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - then use coupon code &lt;b&gt;BLOG15&lt;/b&gt; to get &lt;b&gt;15% off &lt;/b&gt;of your order with us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: transparent; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lastly lets support our troops shall we...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;this is written from a past sponsor liz&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;In an attempt to thank our soldiers who are  spending their Christmas away from family &amp;amp; friends, I am running an  event called Operation Zipper Pouch. My brother is in the Air Force &amp;amp; although he is stationed in  Delaware now, he did spend last Christmas in Iraq. It's not only hard on  him to be away from us, but it was difficult for us to know that he was  by himself miles &amp;amp; miles away. This is just a small way to show how  grateful we are to those serving and willingly spending their holidays  in a war zone to keep us safe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mythirtyone.com/lizedwards"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oW96OoPH6Qw/Tt66hcIV8aI/AAAAAAAABME/dX3Nc1_FQ9E/s640/page0001.jpg" width="494" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1701596624"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-1403326649117710068?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1403326649117710068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-for-some-christmas-shopping-i-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1403326649117710068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1403326649117710068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/time-for-some-christmas-shopping-i-got.html' title='time for some christmas shopping. i got a few to share.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OMjv8a-FL4k/Tt6MdtZ8qHI/AAAAAAAABL8/k9qxcDhN52Y/s72-c/Web+ad+%2528640+x+300%2529_+Libby+copy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-5949149100014622026</id><published>2011-12-06T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T08:02:24.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit of ava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in case you missed it...our family Christmas video can be seen &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/33095840"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;,Courier,monospace; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we hope you like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just a few little funny things about ava right now that i thought i would share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2af0UOyQQM8/Tt42_I_XeBI/AAAAAAAABLk/9gBQKwMa2Zw/s1600/photo-145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2af0UOyQQM8/Tt42_I_XeBI/AAAAAAAABLk/9gBQKwMa2Zw/s400/photo-145.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;she is wearing a sleep sack. it is usually for newborns. but she loves her &lt;i&gt;eepsack&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;every morning when she wakes up she talks to herself for a bit. sings a little. then eventually begins calling for justin or i to come get her. she will usually ask if she can read her &lt;i&gt;cistmas&lt;/i&gt; books and &lt;i&gt;nowman&lt;/i&gt; book in bed...to which i gather a few of her favorites for a bit of "reading" in bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxJmKRxr77M/Tt43B16nytI/AAAAAAAABLs/K1itOyQaaIY/s1600/photo-146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IxJmKRxr77M/Tt43B16nytI/AAAAAAAABLs/K1itOyQaaIY/s400/photo-146.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVn3bIpMtc/Tt428EkUT2I/AAAAAAAABLc/VJ2AXsv6INg/s1600/photo-144.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gg2YBzN_UlY/Tt43EZkDhmI/AAAAAAAABL0/AQGBiae9IX8/s1600/photo-147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gg2YBzN_UlY/Tt43EZkDhmI/AAAAAAAABL0/AQGBiae9IX8/s400/photo-147.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she is getting a new little table just for her this Christmas but until then we improvise.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's precious i think...such a big table and such a little girl. she loves her little stool. we use it for eating and when she wants to help me cook and bake. she is really into helping and doing this on her own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVn3bIpMtc/Tt428EkUT2I/AAAAAAAABLc/VJ2AXsv6INg/s1600/photo-144.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DtVn3bIpMtc/Tt428EkUT2I/AAAAAAAABLc/VJ2AXsv6INg/s400/photo-144.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seems like an ordinary pancake huh?! well it is but the only difference is that she prefers it frozen. no butter. no syrup. just a cold frozen pancake. when she is older we will remind her of when she was almost two and loved to eat frozen pancakes. she actually asks for them and says...&lt;i&gt;no syrup please. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;be back tomorrow with some new sponsors for december and be sure not to miss our giveaways this month. we have a new one for every friday until Christmas. we are getting into the spirit of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;giving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-5949149100014622026?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5949149100014622026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-bit-of-ava.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5949149100014622026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5949149100014622026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/little-bit-of-ava.html' title='a little bit of ava'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2af0UOyQQM8/Tt42_I_XeBI/AAAAAAAABLk/9gBQKwMa2Zw/s72-c/photo-145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-2944275705613238568</id><published>2011-12-03T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T20:14:06.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are getting into the spirit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;the past two seasons of Christmas have been a little different for us. back in 2009 i was 37 weeks pregnant and although we did decorate a bit i did not go above and beyond. it was still just the two of us and i had not really developed the passion i know have for decorating, creating, and being a little crafty. then 2010 came and went and it was full of cancer. chemo. exhaustion. lots of exhaustion. but since it was our little ava's first Christmas we did decorate a little and put up a tree and stockings. justin documented it all&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=52fSil3O19g#%21"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as i was linking the video up to this post i was quickly brought back to that season. that cancer season. as my throat chocked up a bit and the tears started flowing. i thought about how sick i was and how i am now healthy. there truly are no words to the joy i feel in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we just finished decorating. what a night it was. things do not always go the way we imagine they will...tonight was just that. broken ornaments. ava crying. me getting flustered by the mess. but that is life. that is what is real. it is not the movies. but it is us. the three of us entering into this holiday season. the season of Christ's birth with joy and gratitude like nothing we have ever known before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i am healthy. this Christmas i am healthy and cancer free. there are no words. just thankful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; a whole lot of thankful.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a little look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqSSyGyIlVg/Ttrtyd6TCjI/AAAAAAAABKM/03G4zB3sdHc/s1600/photo-137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqSSyGyIlVg/Ttrtyd6TCjI/AAAAAAAABKM/03G4zB3sdHc/s640/photo-137.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xkKgbqk7pY/Ttrt1Dag-FI/AAAAAAAABKU/f0NHnF_1X18/s1600/photo-138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_xkKgbqk7pY/Ttrt1Dag-FI/AAAAAAAABKU/f0NHnF_1X18/s640/photo-138.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VpLlPrVc5tY/Ttrt4MbqHXI/AAAAAAAABKc/7x5QbJeG0Pw/s1600/photo-139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VpLlPrVc5tY/Ttrt4MbqHXI/AAAAAAAABKc/7x5QbJeG0Pw/s640/photo-139.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a little unfinished project for ava...something special for each day of december.&lt;br /&gt;print off free gift tags &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://jonesdesigncompany.com/holiday/christmas-goodies-week-gift-tags/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. it is a great site.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6cwJWGoBTU/Ttrt52eqexI/AAAAAAAABKk/w8zgOCrZzr4/s1600/photo-140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K6cwJWGoBTU/Ttrt52eqexI/AAAAAAAABKk/w8zgOCrZzr4/s640/photo-140.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lZmTj88kW_E/Ttrt8ZC5MGI/AAAAAAAABKs/iVcnp96NFWQ/s1600/photo-141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lZmTj88kW_E/Ttrt8ZC5MGI/AAAAAAAABKs/iVcnp96NFWQ/s640/photo-141.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;unfinished mantle. just a peek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the best way to end the evening. ava is in bed. we are on the couch watching our favorite movie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the best Christmas movie. watch it. seriously.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iu9FexzYHXA/TtruAGTneJI/AAAAAAAABK0/D1PDw6MYCt4/s1600/photo-136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iu9FexzYHXA/TtruAGTneJI/AAAAAAAABK0/D1PDw6MYCt4/s640/photo-136.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;since you just watched &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=52fSil3O19g#%21"&gt;Christmas 2010&lt;/a&gt;...do not miss the beginning of Christmas 2011 for the&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;ryder family.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;watch our evening of decorating and remaining thankful video&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/33095840"&gt; HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-2944275705613238568?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2944275705613238568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-are-getting-into-spirit.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/2944275705613238568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/2944275705613238568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/we-are-getting-into-spirit.html' title='we are getting into the spirit...'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqSSyGyIlVg/Ttrtyd6TCjI/AAAAAAAABKM/03G4zB3sdHc/s72-c/photo-137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-9116018509939779394</id><published>2011-12-01T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T12:13:09.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving recap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;although it is officially december one and the Christmas season is upon us i wanted to give a little recap on our thanksgiving travels and why this year is especially joyful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were gone for ten days. wow. it was good. so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved that our trip was full of lots of little and some long road trips. not that traveling with a little one is easy but as a child i loved what driving to grandma's meant. usually some fun times and some presents. not that it's all about the presents, because it isn't. but i love everything about what family and time together means. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we began our thanksgiving adventure in sandusky, ohio at this pretty incredible indoor water park called &lt;a href="http://kalahari./"&gt;kalahari.&lt;/a&gt; justin was asked to speak at a young life high school fall weekend trip for students and leaders from northern ohio. it was a special weekend. justin spoke four times over the course of the weekend on who Jesus is, the reality of Sin, His death and resurrection, and what it means for us all.&lt;br /&gt;it was a powerful and fun weekend. we did enjoy some fun times at the water park. ava loves all things having to do with water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vxYCaheGOE/TtfUoDadZRI/AAAAAAAABIk/pOvxLbUoDOE/s1600/photo-135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vxYCaheGOE/TtfUoDadZRI/AAAAAAAABIk/pOvxLbUoDOE/s640/photo-135.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNGBiLYG87U/TtfUu721AJI/AAAAAAAABIs/dryJuRzSh4o/s1600/photo-127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNGBiLYG87U/TtfUu721AJI/AAAAAAAABIs/dryJuRzSh4o/s640/photo-127.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dlo_tkSQdY/TtfUzNwh1_I/AAAAAAAABI0/rbWwfesmpOQ/s1600/photo-126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5dlo_tkSQdY/TtfUzNwh1_I/AAAAAAAABI0/rbWwfesmpOQ/s640/photo-126.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;there were giant animals everywhere and ava &lt;i&gt;loved&lt;/i&gt; it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390587_2646544079287_1126201847_33097225_858844117_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390587_2646544079287_1126201847_33097225_858844117_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;thanks kristy (young life staff wife like me. blog reader and huge supporter and now officially a friend) for taking a few shots of ava. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was given the chance on saturday night to share our story and really getting into the details of cancer, chemo, hair loss, and how the Lord was in all of it. thanks for those of you that took the time to be there. it was a privilege. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the weekend we headed to hudson, ohio to spend a few days with our good friends and their three little kids. one being justin's namesake and our godson, ryder kessick. it was great to be together and we loved meeting the newest addition to the family...only 6 weeks old. we love you phoebe and sweet charis. thank for opening your home to us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally we headed to michigan for thanksgiving with my family. we all came together for many reasons but especially for my dear aunt deb who is fighting cancer as we speak. check out her blog &lt;a href="http://www.debhoksbergendiary.blogspot.com/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. i loved seeing her. i loved being with her. i loved hearing from her and her heart and how strong she is...she is one strong lady. seriously. she does not take naps. i am still in shock. i slept &lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; the time when i sick. she even returns your emails. i barley did that. sorry about that by the way. she is responding to chemo which is a huge answer to prayer but the road ahead maybe long and weary. we are in this with you aunt deb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of our time was spent at a hotel with my entire immediate family. so we swam. ate out. shopped and celebrated being together. ava loves her cousins. there were sporting events. lots of food and time with my grandparents, uncles, aunts, and cousins. many i have not seen since i was sick. it was extra special for me this year. how far we have come. what a gift that is. how thankful we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WaFSQIIXqm4/TtfaEmzPlLI/AAAAAAAABJE/d04voXtg-G4/s1600/photo-123.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WaFSQIIXqm4/TtfaEmzPlLI/AAAAAAAABJE/d04voXtg-G4/s640/photo-123.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ2GR5vmmuI/TtfaK_ksrkI/AAAAAAAABJM/EtuN8evF_H8/s1600/photo-124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mQ2GR5vmmuI/TtfaK_ksrkI/AAAAAAAABJM/EtuN8evF_H8/s400/photo-124.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIpXjTseJxk/TtfZ_gmBe1I/AAAAAAAABI8/Mr2W6GlPEoU/s1600/photo-125.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIpXjTseJxk/TtfZ_gmBe1I/AAAAAAAABI8/Mr2W6GlPEoU/s320/photo-125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yd8zaHbuyyE/TtfaObzQQwI/AAAAAAAABJU/_xmwfQVF6HI/s1600/photo-132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yd8zaHbuyyE/TtfaObzQQwI/AAAAAAAABJU/_xmwfQVF6HI/s640/photo-132.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGT6Q-lIe6g/TtfbZDrLN5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/6XLwSzZpR8U/s1600/photo-128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HGT6Q-lIe6g/TtfbZDrLN5I/AAAAAAAABJ8/6XLwSzZpR8U/s640/photo-128.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNlnOcNumYA/TtfaSxBHRwI/AAAAAAAABJc/RVavDDqSlzs/s1600/photo-133.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNlnOcNumYA/TtfaSxBHRwI/AAAAAAAABJc/RVavDDqSlzs/s640/photo-133.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rao08dUtCvc/TtfaWbQw_HI/AAAAAAAABJk/_P_vnMeepJI/s1600/photo-131.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rao08dUtCvc/TtfaWbQw_HI/AAAAAAAABJk/_P_vnMeepJI/s640/photo-131.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63-Q0dkImr4/TtfabdUQVgI/AAAAAAAABJs/K2nq7rPnKWc/s1600/photo-134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-63-Q0dkImr4/TtfabdUQVgI/AAAAAAAABJs/K2nq7rPnKWc/s640/photo-134.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved being together. i loved that our last night was spent on my sister's hotel bed eating this. the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3aFDBO2eiH0/TtfbQLOppiI/AAAAAAAABJ0/t0HfgYYVWRE/s1600/photo-130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3aFDBO2eiH0/TtfbQLOppiI/AAAAAAAABJ0/t0HfgYYVWRE/s640/photo-130.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after saying goodbye we headed home. our longest drive ever with ava. because everyone was driving home on sunday as well it was busy and slow and lots of traffic. thankfully she handled it better than justin and i did. ha. she was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWklR0sBVXw/Ttfbu3EiqAI/AAAAAAAABKE/0WtB8yyDblE/s1600/photo-129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IWklR0sBVXw/Ttfbu3EiqAI/AAAAAAAABKE/0WtB8yyDblE/s400/photo-129.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;it might look bad. but she was laughing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i could make a long list of everything i am thankful for i am reminded more and more as i read the book &lt;i&gt;one thousand gifts&lt;/i&gt;...that i desire to have a heart that remains thankful for the big things right alongside the little things. it is all gift. we do not deserve any of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what if we remained thankful not only during this special time of year but all year around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's do it together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;do not waste this season. do not loose site of the small little things around you. they are what make life...life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-9116018509939779394?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/9116018509939779394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankgiving-recap.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/9116018509939779394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/9116018509939779394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/12/thankgiving-recap.html' title='thanksgiving recap.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0vxYCaheGOE/TtfUoDadZRI/AAAAAAAABIk/pOvxLbUoDOE/s72-c/photo-135.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3641088518755022806</id><published>2011-11-30T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:00:03.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ava and the fisher price contest.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONTEST IS NOW OVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;okay...if this annoys you just ignore this post and i plan to write something more interesting and fun later tonight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;but if you feel so inclined to vote for little ava today is the last day for the fisher price animal sound contest. it ends tonight (11/30) at midnight. the prize is $10,000 for college. if you feel like voting for her little rooster sound the link is&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://animalsounds.fisher-price.com/entry?id=951"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;thank you thank you thank you. so many of you have been voting and we appreciate it so much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;we will find out on december 16 if our little ava is the winner. i will be sure to announce. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3641088518755022806?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3641088518755022806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/ava-and-fisher-price-contest.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3641088518755022806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3641088518755022806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/ava-and-fisher-price-contest.html' title='ava and the fisher price contest.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-4038210957466259226</id><published>2011-11-29T20:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T20:45:39.718-08:00</updated><title type='text'>some christmas goods</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;it is getting closer and closer to christmas and this month's sponsors have some great gift ideas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some adorable jewelry from &lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt;http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most fun capes for kids from pip &amp;amp; bean&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about a little PomLove party decor from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/PomLove"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/PomLove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out more details and special offers just for you &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/few-things-i-seriously-love.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you would like to advertise with dwyc for december. it is a great shopping month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send me an email at libbyryderblog@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy shopping!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-4038210957466259226?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4038210957466259226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-christmas-goods.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4038210957466259226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4038210957466259226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/some-christmas-goods.html' title='some christmas goods'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8250496466115597929</id><published>2011-11-28T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T19:04:32.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>impromptu little adventure.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;ava and i stayed home all day today. after a week and a half of three different hotels and one friend's house we needed a break (&lt;i&gt;more on that in the next post&lt;/i&gt;). it was a pretty uneventful day. she had been asking to go "bye bye" all day and i kept making excuses...trying to convince her that "it's fun to stay inside" she was not feeling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 7pm when as i was mentally preparing myself for the day to end...at least for ava she stood at the door crying and crying....after a few moments of trying to figure out what she wanted she walked over to me and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"go bye bye momma."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that split second i thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no we can't leave it's "late"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i am exhausted. i will distract her with something"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if we did go where would we go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where do i have gift cards?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i have not showered and i am in my pajamas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in not libby ryder fashion at all (yes i just wrote that) we went on a little adventure. i put on my flip flops and my jacket. put a little sweatshirt over her skeleton pajama top and put some leggings on her since her pajamas have glow in the dark bones on them. off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really is not me. i hate it about myself. i would love to say that i am real spontaneous and adventurous and maybe i am a little but i think with ava can i be a little &lt;i&gt;too &lt;/i&gt;practical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, tonight we headed to barnes and noble for a little reading/slash running around and ava's first starbucks lukewarm hot chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWo2-3IbJ3I/TtREPo3qRSI/AAAAAAAABHc/l9b0semKSm8/s1600/photo-113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWo2-3IbJ3I/TtREPo3qRSI/AAAAAAAABHc/l9b0semKSm8/s640/photo-113.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKgtbNNa_H4/TtRFoF17ULI/AAAAAAAABHk/jV7LoRFrBXw/s1600/photo-114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKgtbNNa_H4/TtRFoF17ULI/AAAAAAAABHk/jV7LoRFrBXw/s640/photo-114.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; a little boy was laying on the ground reading and she was enamored. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1a_aOpVuvu8/TtRFsHyqCgI/AAAAAAAABHs/NkNsEliSX1A/s1600/photo-115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1a_aOpVuvu8/TtRFsHyqCgI/AAAAAAAABHs/NkNsEliSX1A/s640/photo-115.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPLKV4mUq34/TtRFuKIaoHI/AAAAAAAABH0/xamUmA1xQqo/s1600/photo-116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kPLKV4mUq34/TtRFuKIaoHI/AAAAAAAABH0/xamUmA1xQqo/s400/photo-116.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;goodnight moon. a classic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iRaa5rbIFY/TtRFwZ-7ReI/AAAAAAAABH8/D3cyJudjC9M/s1600/photo-117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0iRaa5rbIFY/TtRFwZ-7ReI/AAAAAAAABH8/D3cyJudjC9M/s400/photo-117.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;first starbucks ever. most certainly not her last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRnZRFtfPIQ/TtRGpEU4MiI/AAAAAAAABIc/w7hiYQ2uPJY/s1600/photo-121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xRnZRFtfPIQ/TtRGpEU4MiI/AAAAAAAABIc/w7hiYQ2uPJY/s640/photo-121.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5I-zKLQcsY/TtRF2BzVQkI/AAAAAAAABIE/5S-W4Y5u2fU/s1600/photo-118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J5I-zKLQcsY/TtRF2BzVQkI/AAAAAAAABIE/5S-W4Y5u2fU/s400/photo-118.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;a huge milestone. seriously. no high chair but a big girl sitting in her own chair on her knees so she could see above the table and her own drink. it was special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HIDiZqtQoM4/TtRF48WtNlI/AAAAAAAABIM/eLyrNk87Uik/s1600/photo-119.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HIDiZqtQoM4/TtRF48WtNlI/AAAAAAAABIM/eLyrNk87Uik/s640/photo-119.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;i tried to buy her a christmas book...not interested. i bought her a cookie, hot chocolate, and we ran around the children's area looking at books and playing...but her favorite part of our little adventure was this bench. as we were walking out to the car she ran right to it and sat for a while. she never sits still. but for this bench she does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULNRr5ta0eI/TtRF7fdiPOI/AAAAAAAABIU/286iJ1P31ao/s1600/photo-120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ULNRr5ta0eI/TtRF7fdiPOI/AAAAAAAABIU/286iJ1P31ao/s640/photo-120.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a sweet little night minus the peculiar man who sat by us while we had our starbucks. it was a little odd. all in all it was more than worth it. a special little surprise because she needed it and i did too. it is easy to make excuses...we all do it. i am no super mom and i never will claim to be. but these moments are meant to happen. we just need to allow them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your little adventures.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;voting for ava and her rooster sound ends wednesday nov. 30th at midnight. please vote. you can vote as many times a day as email addresses you have. so if you are mom that means like ten. only an oma does that. love it. she could win $10,000 for college. you can vote&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;a href="https://animalsounds.fisher-price.com/entry?id=951"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8250496466115597929?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8250496466115597929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/impromptu-little-adventure.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8250496466115597929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8250496466115597929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/impromptu-little-adventure.html' title='impromptu little adventure.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rWo2-3IbJ3I/TtREPo3qRSI/AAAAAAAABHc/l9b0semKSm8/s72-c/photo-113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3209178622025314954</id><published>2011-11-23T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:53:57.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;from ava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an early happy thanksgiving wish to you and you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch it &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/32573954"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3209178622025314954?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3209178622025314954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/from-ava.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3209178622025314954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3209178622025314954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/from-ava.html' title=''/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-6753460022758516909</id><published>2011-11-21T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T19:12:08.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;i am a little late on writing this blog post. it's been a busy weekend and such a fun day. more to come on that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats comment #42. &lt;i&gt;I have one Shabby Apple dress from last holiday season and LOVE it!  Perfect for any time.  What a great sponsor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;thanks for entering. more giveaways to come during the holiday season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be back soon with more on our road trip, justin speaking, and being with &lt;i&gt;good good &lt;/i&gt;friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ava is lovin' hotels. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fK-3Gih5Kfk/TssSLWqiH7I/AAAAAAAABHM/GljQJXiSHqE/s1600/photo-111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fK-3Gih5Kfk/TssSLWqiH7I/AAAAAAAABHM/GljQJXiSHqE/s640/photo-111.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-6753460022758516909?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6753460022758516909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/winner-is.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6753460022758516909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6753460022758516909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/winner-is.html' title='the winner is...'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fK-3Gih5Kfk/TssSLWqiH7I/AAAAAAAABHM/GljQJXiSHqE/s72-c/photo-111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-4803128548998685927</id><published>2011-11-18T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T06:38:13.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your space friday: our first giveaway.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;since we are currently driving to ohio for justin to speak this weekend and then onto michigan to spend thanksgiving with my family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;so let's do our first giveaway. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shabby Apple&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;contacted me about a giveaway i was thrilled. i basically love everything they sell. so in the spirit of the holiday season it only seems appropriate to host our very first giveaway on the blog. you may have noticed that &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt;Shabby Apple&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is one of our sponsors the past two months.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/"&gt; Shabby Apple's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; women's dresses are some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i would like one of these...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/product/large/922_2_.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/product/large/922_2_.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and maybe this one (it has pockets)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/1103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/1103.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or this one... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/580.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;this little number for ava...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/305.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;or this for my good friend, laura. who is expecting a little man in march.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/864.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://www.shabbyapple.com/images/Product/large/864.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: black; font-family: inherit;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;anything you like? well, i am giving away the &lt;a href="https://www.shabbyapple.com/p-922-bali-hai.aspx"&gt;Bali Ha'i&lt;/a&gt;' dress (first picture above) from Shabby  Apple (&lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.shabbyapple.com&lt;/a&gt;), an adorable online boutique of women's dresses and accessories. how about one lucky random commenter wins!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.shabbyapple.com/p-922-bali-hai.aspx"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;anyone can enter. anyone can win. here is how you do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;leave a little comment love on our blog &amp;amp; simply "like" Shabby Apple on facebook &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Shabby-Apple/56291792791"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;it's really easy. &lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;contest ends 12:00am (est) on Nov 20th &amp;amp; you can only enter once&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the winner will be announced monday on the blog. enjoy your weekend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #2a497a; font-family: calibri,sans-serif; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 15pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-4803128548998685927?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4803128548998685927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-waste-your-space-friday-our-first.html#comment-form' title='74 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4803128548998685927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4803128548998685927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-waste-your-space-friday-our-first.html' title='don&apos;t waste your space friday: our first giveaway.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>74</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3643099589014096912</id><published>2011-11-17T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T13:40:07.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little video.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;justin is at starbucks working and getting his four talks ready for this weekend. ava and i are packing up and about to run a few last minute errands. justin and i talked briefly this morning about the whole packing situation and the nine day trip we are about to embark on. we will be staying four different places which is "fine" when it is just us. but since our "us" includes a 22 month old...that is a lot of packing up, putting the pack n play together and taking it down, unpacking, and carrying luggage. so it went like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"babe, work with me a little we are going to have a lot of stuff on this trip."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lib, you always say that. just do not over pack. i am the one carrying it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get quiet and continue planning ava's outfits and packing her suitcase. he can tell i am annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lib, i am with you. but remember we can do laundry and we can repeat outfits."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"justin, i know and i am planning this out but regardless we are going to have a lot of stuff. not just clothes with us. but gifts, snacks, toys, etc. just work with me. i want this to be fun. i have such great memories of traveling to see family over the holidays. i just think our attitude about the driving and moving around will make all the difference." (i love how positive i try to be when in reality i do not care who you are or how much you love to travel or love to spend time with your family. i love all those things.&lt;b&gt; but i do not like loading and unloading a car or packing&lt;/b&gt;. i get anxious and seem to spend more time thinking and writing my packing list than it takes to pack. at least for me. does anyone even enjoy packing? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin agrees with me and we get on the same page. good way to start the whole road trip. our longest one we have ever taken with ava. it should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ava found this video on my phone last night and literally watched it 30 times and just laughed and laughed and laughed. so i thought i would share it with you. enjoy. &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;press&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=738ybX5ABJo"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to watch.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;a few last things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***check back tomorrow for our first ever &lt;b&gt;GIVEAWAY&lt;/b&gt;. it is the holiday season so gifts are in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***ava is the 9th most viewed video on the fisher price animal sounds contest. you can vote &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://animalsounds.fisher-price.com/entry?id=951"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; once a day until Nov 30th. she is under ava r and the animal is a bird (a rooster to be exact).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***do not miss &lt;a href="http://merry.starbucks.com/en-us/#/bogo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;starbucks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; buy one get one free on all holiday drinks from 2-5pm good through nov 17-20th at certain locations. we like starbucks in this house and this will be nice on our road trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3643099589014096912?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3643099589014096912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-video.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3643099589014096912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3643099589014096912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-video.html' title='a little video.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-2281664556731640475</id><published>2011-11-16T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:29:46.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 28th year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(most things that appear bold are a link. check it out.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we celebrated year 27 and now we enter into year 28 of my life. go ahead and check out last year's birthday &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2010/11/bittersweet-but-mostly-sweet.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-birthday-gift-from-justin.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to see where we have come one year. it really is incredible. i am humbled and grateful to the Lord for my life.&lt;i&gt; simply my life&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin and i went out last night to celebrate (thank you kristen and queeny for watching ava). we like to reminisce a bit and talk about the past year. each month. each major event. what stood out. what we loved and what was hard. some big points (clearly &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2010/07/monday-july-26-2010.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/02/rejoice-i-say-again-rejoice.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cancer free!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/03/nyc-day-one-and-two.html"&gt;&lt;b&gt;new york trip,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bulgaria trip for justin, the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/06/beach.html"&gt;beach&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-vacation-details-and-video-to.html"&gt;vacations&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/07/young-life-camp.html"&gt;yl camp trips/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;assignment, and &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/08/our-next-adventure.html"&gt;moving&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;along with hundreds of little moments only we share. &lt;/i&gt;i pray the sting of last year...where we &lt;i&gt;were&lt;/i&gt; and where we &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; going never leaves. it is sometimes a sharp painful sting and other times it is simply the humbled reminder that my life is not my own. i am guaranteed nothing. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so what will i choose to do with it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has clearly been a year of much sorrow along with much more joy. i am thankful for the joy but also the pain. because of that pain i am becoming more of who i was designed and meant to be. i like that. i like to look back and see how far we have come. how much as changed in one simple little year. but maybe...just maybe...at least for us &lt;i&gt;the most life changing and life altering year of our entire lives&lt;/i&gt;. i love the something like cancer can do that. for us it started with a cancer diagnosis and a road we hope to never walk again...but turned out to have everything to do with the Lord and what He did &lt;i&gt;in us&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;through us&lt;/i&gt; with cancer. the Lord is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being in a new town i was a little nervous about what my birthday would be like...i pleasantly surprised. the mailbox was filled with cards. the door rang a few times with friends holding flowers and one time holding a peanut butter cup blizzard from dairy queen. my favorite. phone calls, texts, emails, and facebook messages came rolling in all day. what a gift it was. i am not always sure what to make of my birthday. make it a big deal? at like you don't really care when really you do? keep it on the down low? tell everyone? either way my birthday came and went and it was full of love, encouragement, friends, and family (both near and far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xA0rJjyRL_Y/TsP8Zt0wBvI/AAAAAAAABHA/ezJy1xh93K4/s1600/photo-110.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xA0rJjyRL_Y/TsP8Zt0wBvI/AAAAAAAABHA/ezJy1xh93K4/s640/photo-110.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to share one email and a few texts that really stood out yesterday. thank you for writing, for reading our story, and being willing to share your heart. not everyone does that so thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;an email from a dear friend..&lt;i&gt;.Happy Birthday! I hope today is  filled with many joys, time with Justin and Ava. One thing that has changed about you and your family  is the gift of celebration. You have been freed from Lymphoma a  celebration should occur everyday in your family. I am glad that you  are celebrating today, for your birth! Jesus brought you into to this  world so that he could use you to glorify himself. He loves you and  wanted to you be here. And Jesus still wants you to be here, that is why  you are cancer free. woo! As I am writing this I am thinking how little  I celebrate the death and resurrection of Jesus. I have been learning  to have an eternal perspective on life. It's a hard thing to learn, not  very easy to grasp. But when I look at your life it reminds me, it's  simple. There's nothing hard about it. Praise Jesus and love others.  Live as if you are living in eternity. Celebrating Jesus and His faithfulness everyday. Thanks for being  such a wonderful example to me. Your cancer changed so many  people's lives and perspectives. Ava has a wonderful Mother and I can't  wait for her to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;really know that. So Happy Birthday to a wonderful and beautiful Mother!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I read your Triple R post and just about sobbed my  eyes out. It's such a blessing to hear you being a Mother to Ava and  loving her. Taking the pretzels that she doesn't want, hugging her and  kissing her, and loving other people in front of her. But the last part of the post  really got me tearing up.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,Utopia,'Palatino Linotype',Palatino,serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;i pray i never leave this place. sick or healthy i will cling to you.&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;What  a beautiful statement. I'm sure that was very hard for you to pray at  the time. But even that prayer glorified Jesus. Thanks for sharing some  of your prayers to Jesus. I have prayed some of your prayers before.Thanks for allowing me to be apart of your life. So thank you for  spending time with me. I appreciate it more than you know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this text came at 11:15pm...&lt;i&gt;Lib, took a ride down memory lane with your blog and even watched avas  birth video Haha:) was in tears like five different times reading it. I  am so grateful for you Justin And Ava. So lucky you live around the  corner. Still can't believe you had cancer. Wow. Hope you are  celebrating health but especially God's grace today on your birthday!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this text came at 1am...&lt;i&gt;Started  reading the blog from the beginning and started sobbing in the library.  (embarrassing) I can't believe you had cancer. I can't believe it's  gone. Holy crap Jesus is so good.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what i love is that in three different cities, three different girls were entering into our story at the same time. i am humbled and thankful for community and for friendship. although our story of cancer is not that unique. in many ways it was very uncomplicated and straightforward. but what i am reminded of daily is that it was &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; unique. not because of me or justin or even ava. but because the Lord wrote this story. we gave it to Him and allowed Him to move. my hope is that our story of cancer is one of joy in the midst of pain. one of choosing hope while facing death. choosing to trust the Lord and not ourselves. i want to remember this everyday but i think it will be an extra reminder every november 15th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for another year and for those who were celebrating alongside us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is my thanksgiving road trip reading...&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://onethousandgifts.com/"&gt;one thousand gifts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; by ann voskamp&lt;/i&gt;. all i hear is that this book is excellent and life changing. so i am on board with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RlyacxmYtt4/TsP7qRQdtAI/AAAAAAAABG4/DUL07WV0eKA/s1600/photo-109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RlyacxmYtt4/TsP7qRQdtAI/AAAAAAAABG4/DUL07WV0eKA/s640/photo-109.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;www.aholyexperience.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-2281664556731640475?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2281664556731640475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-28th-year.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/2281664556731640475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/2281664556731640475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-28th-year.html' title='my 28th year.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xA0rJjyRL_Y/TsP8Zt0wBvI/AAAAAAAABHA/ezJy1xh93K4/s72-c/photo-110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-7370312153709880864</id><published>2011-11-14T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T17:08:32.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>triple r ranch and getting up early.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;weekend recap...but first her scrunched little nose. so precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388878_2121631731396_1563900031_31838294_1362300175_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/388878_2121631731396_1563900031_31838294_1362300175_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we spent the weekend in chesapeake and it felt good. the drive there took forever. sometimes it flies by and other times is seems to crawl. we hit traffic basically everywhere you could imagine. thankfully ava was great. she does well on road trips and that eases my anxiety. as long as she has her books. dvd player and she some snacks, preferably the small stick pretzels. i had mixed the sticks and the twists into the bag i gave her and from the back seat she said, "here you go momma.." as she handed me, one at a time each of the twists. she knows what she likes. can't argue with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent some time praying for the weekend and justin practiced two of this four talks (he is speaking this coming weekend in Ohio and we are going to video tape them this time. in case you would be interested in hearing him speak). i am bias. always will be. but they were really great. justin is a phenomenal public speaker and that was clear after he shared this weekend. the truth of who Jesus is and why He came to this earth and what that means for our life now. &lt;i&gt;it means everything&lt;/i&gt;. i sat in the back of the room as he shared about sin and the condition of our hearts. he shared our story. the day we were diagnosed and how i was dying on the inside even though from the outside i appeared fine. so it is with our condition of sin. we may appear to be fine but in actuality we are dying. i wept. a steady stream of tears that i could not seem to stop. i went back to where we once were and how our life, our story, our cancer is being used for something so much greater. that was our hope from day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition to the scrunched nose she is loving the lip. not when she is sad just whenever she feels like it. usually if makes an appearance when she is acting shy or nervous or clingy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/390622_2121638371562_1563900031_31838304_1232798982_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315012_2121636451514_1563900031_31838301_17483621_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/315012_2121636451514_1563900031_31838301_17483621_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/307138_2121635291485_1563900031_31838300_1408383813_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/307138_2121635291485_1563900031_31838300_1408383813_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ava and her favorite guys. but daddy is her &lt;i&gt;most&lt;/i&gt; favorite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we had great time with friends this weekend. thanks grassfield girls for taking the time to grab coffee and come to triple r. we loved being with you all this weekend. what a joy you are to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;a href="http://lboisseau3.blogspot.com/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;leslie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for taken some picture for us. loved meeting your high school girls and getting the chance to spend this time together. your friendship is so dear to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321572_2121633931451_1563900031_31838298_1118111289_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/321572_2121633931451_1563900031_31838298_1118111289_n.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i have been talking about this forever and not actually following through with it...but today i did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up before ava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had time to drink coffee. spend time with the Lord. shower. respond to emails. start laundry. &lt;i&gt;all before ava woke up&lt;/i&gt;. i am going to try and do this every day from now on...i felt entirely different having spent time with the Lord before anything else began. it was a joy. will try again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was looking back on my journal and read this from when i was sick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dear you. i love you. for many reasons but mostly because i deserve nothing  and you give me everything. thank you for providing me your arms when i  can not seem to stand alone. i pray i never leave this place. sick or healthy i will cling to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my desire remains the same although i am in a much different season of life. i know i am quick to forget the utter dependence i had on the Lord when i was sick. but i want to remain solely dependent on Him. even though i fail everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what about you?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tomorrow is a special day. a little bittersweet. celebrating life but quickly recalling the fear in wondering...will i be here for another birthday? the answer is &lt;b&gt;YES! YES! YES!&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow we will celebrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-7370312153709880864?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7370312153709880864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/triple-r-ranch-and-getting-up-early.html#comment-form' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7370312153709880864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7370312153709880864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/triple-r-ranch-and-getting-up-early.html' title='triple r ranch and getting up early.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-7257068252736744387</id><published>2011-11-10T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T06:32:01.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a few things i seriously love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;let's begin shall we...i have bought something from each of our sponsors this month and i believe in what they are about and the products they sell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anything bold or larger font is a link. press it and you will be directed to a site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i love tissue poms. if you are not sure what i am talking about look &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=tissue+poms&amp;amp;gs_sm=e&amp;amp;gs_upl=1112l4099l0l4213l13l11l1l0l0l0l330l1968l0.4.4.1l10l0&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.,cf.osb&amp;amp;biw=1280&amp;amp;bih=579&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi&amp;amp;authuser=0"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we are all on the same page before you keep reading. i love how they look. i love the color combination and various shapes and sizes. i love it. i think it adds SO much to the decor of a party, bedroom, wedding, nursery. any event really. a few months back i decided i wanted some tissue poms for above ava's glider in her nursery. so i ordered from the &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. no joke. even before she became a sponsor on our blog i had seen her poms &lt;i&gt;everywhere &lt;/i&gt;(websites, magazines, blogs, friend's houses)&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; they are dainty, colorful, affordable, and really well made. she is hooking you up with &lt;b&gt;15%&lt;/b&gt;. enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomlove.etsy.com/" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbNx8SoYzVY/TrbkXaVDKrI/AAAAAAAABE8/g_hZnp1YA8s/s640/pomlove.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomlove.etsy.com/"&gt;PomLove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;sprouted in early 2008 by a crafty mom who was experimenting  with handmade decorations for her 6 year-old's birthday party. It  evolved into a business that same year - partially due to countless  requests for poms from family and friends. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;PomLove&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;is the original  (that's right, the very first!) pom shop on Etsy, providing the biggest,  fullest and most vibrant tissue paper poms, made from 100% recycled  paper. With over 80 colors to choose from, and dozens of color  combinations available, they are sure to brighten up any space - whether  it's for your next party, or just to brighten up a room. Take a look at  all of the eye-candy:&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pomlove.etsy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;www.PomLove.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - then use coupon code &lt;b&gt;BLOG15&lt;/b&gt; to get &lt;b&gt;15% off &lt;/b&gt;of your order with us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. &lt;/i&gt;i think superheros are cool. i am not actually into comics or anything but the idea of kids pretending and using your imagination&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;is my idea of a good time. i have such great memories of that growing up with my neighborhood friends. i saw these &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;capes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;last fall when i was sick and spending a lot of time on the internet. i saw them and loved them. i proceeded to order 6 capes for my niece and nephews for Christmas and ava wears her all the time. they are fun, unique, affordable, and a customized gift for any kid. especially since most kids i know (including little ava)&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; to dress up and pretend and these capes are perfect for just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H33HVHtoAgo/TrqT1oNRaVI/AAAAAAAABFs/bKpnvoGMbiw/s640/Banner-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We’ve always been struck by the importance of creative development and imaginative play for children. The quest to keep pace with our own children’s imagination led to a number of costumes and creative projects.&amp;nbsp; Whatever it took to unplug our kids from the TV and help them build a world of their own.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eventually a birthday present for a daughter’s friend turned into a booth at a craft fair, and then an online shop.&amp;nbsp; Almost two years (and thousands of capes) later &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Bean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sells custom superhero capes, costumes, masks…etc. all over the world.&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean#"&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Bean&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is an active supporter of “Inspiration Through Art” (&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inspirationthroughart.org/"&gt;www.inspirationthroughart.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) an awesome NPO that supports children with illnesses by helping them see their own inner super hero.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; enter &lt;b&gt;LIBBY11&lt;/b&gt; during checkout in the "Notes to Pip &amp;amp; Bean" section and receive a free pair of armbands with every cape ordered. Check out &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pip &amp;amp; Bean&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;at &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop/pipandbean&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aperfect300.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;katie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is back this month as a sponsor and sweet friend just had a baby boy, jude. so precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azMB-7-yETw/TrwSJfVbNhI/AAAAAAAABF8/3JRwEtplZn8/s1600/babyjude.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-azMB-7-yETw/TrwSJfVbNhI/AAAAAAAABF8/3JRwEtplZn8/s320/babyjude.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;since having real short hair these past months i have been wearing earrings more than ever. i love how they look and&lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt; &lt;b&gt;katie's designs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; are so cute and super affordable. they are a perfect Christmas gift or stocking stuffer and just for our readers enjoy &lt;b&gt;10% off&lt;/b&gt; this month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="460" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0X_5h1TgLkg/TrwQEBVoqzI/AAAAAAAABF0/wcXgR2fBBJg/s640/katiebanner.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt;One Delightful Button&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; started when I found a jar of old buttons at an antique store. I  knew there had to be some fun things I could do with these vintage  buttons. My shop features jewelry, accessories and other fun things all  surrounding the buttons. All the items are handmade by me &amp;amp; come  packaged ready for gift giving. All orders needed for Christmas must be  placed by December 17th to make sure to arrive on time!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: white; color: #666666; line-height: normal;"&gt;This month receive 10% off my shop by typing 'libby' in at as the coupon code. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; line-height: normal;"&gt;check out &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Delightful Button&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://www.onedelightfulbutton.com&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;enjoy checking each of them out.&amp;nbsp; we are headed back to chesapeake this weekend for &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justinryder.com/"&gt;justin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to speak at a young life fall weekend trip for high schools students. looking forward to hearing him share the gospel and spending time with friends.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;enjoy your weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-7257068252736744387?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbNx8SoYzVY/TrbkXaVDKrI/AAAAAAAABE8/g_hZnp1YA8s/s72-c/pomlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-6289400113590005360</id><published>2011-11-08T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T12:01:57.894-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;read &lt;a href="http://ashleyannphotography.com/blog/2011/11/07/building-a-name/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; first please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to say i just like ashley's heart. although our blog is not that big of a deal (&lt;i&gt;within the whole blog world spectrum&lt;/i&gt;) but it is important to me. for so many reasons. it began simply to share that i had cancer and when my next appointment was and when chemo would start. but it has proved to be so much more for me and for those that read it. it did provide information and help people to share in our journey through cancer...but based on the emails, letters, packages, facebook messages, texts, and the mere fact the people keep reading i know the Lord is doing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be honest i do get caught up sometimes in it all ...how many readers, how many followers, blog comments, sponsors, writing a book, making money by writing. i do not think these are necessarily bad things. the blog is my heart. i spend a lot of time sharing our life with people. i love it. i love to see the Lord working in it and in people. it is such a gift. truly it is. i do not want to stop. but my hope is that my heart is like ashley...i care more about being a mom. wife. and friend than a blogger or author. her words stopped me for a moment to check myself. my own motives. my own heart. the honest truth is that i do want the blog to grow. i would love to write a book. i want to share our story with anyone who will listen because i know the Lord did something miraculous through cancer in us and through us. we want Him to be known and to be glorified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i do write a book one day and a few people read it and our blog grows and our story is shared that would be a dream come true for me. &lt;i&gt;just another way of not wasting your hearty and your story&lt;/i&gt;. i think following your dreams is what it is all about. we have gifts that we must share. we have voices that need to be heard. i am quick to read/hear other people's stories and be encouraged and think "wow they did it. that is awesome. they are making their dreams a reality. i love that." but when it comes to my own life i am often stuck. not sure what to do or what it will look like or how i will even get there. so i do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i feel clear on this...i will keep writing and sharing our story. our story of cancer and our story of knowing Christ more after cancer. maybe i will write a book one day. even if no one in the world reads it but justin and my family that is okay. that is enough. i want to keep my heart in check that this is not about being important or making money...even though a little money would be nice. this is because i believe our story should not be wasted. it is worth telling. i believe the Lord is in this and will open and close doors where necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not minimize the importance of checking your own heart.&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;sharing your own story&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;being a dreamer &amp;amp; following those dreams.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***if you want to vote for ava and her rooster sound in the fisher price animal sound contest vote &lt;a href="https://animalsounds.fisher-price.com/entry?id=951"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. she could win $10,000 for college. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-6289400113590005360?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6289400113590005360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-little-thought.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6289400113590005360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6289400113590005360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-little-thought.html' title='just a little thought.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8430086448072913935</id><published>2011-11-07T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T10:54:21.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a family weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;this weekend was a good combination of what justin and i needed. a little alone time. some family time. and some great time with friends. some of our dearest friends in the world. weekends do not happen like this all the time. what is funny is that we got in a little argument and i was horribly sick on sunday with a migraine but still..&lt;i&gt;.it was so good and so needed.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are not the best at really connecting and getting back on the same page after we are away from each other for a little bit. 9 days was a long time for us. since we arrived home in the middle of the work week it was hard to get the time in that we knew we wanted and knew we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this weekend it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first here is ava after she got a hold of my mostly empty iced mocha. a nice little chocolate ring around her face. come on that's precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vukvuBHIWUM/TrgkSdIWnuI/AAAAAAAABFk/e9SG75CC8nY/s1600/photo-108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vukvuBHIWUM/TrgkSdIWnuI/AAAAAAAABFk/e9SG75CC8nY/s640/photo-108.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday night i had some jmu girls over on friday to see our house, paint nails, and a look at our wedding video. i have not watched it in a while and i could not believe how young we looked. my long hair. so innocent in so many ways. not having the faintest idea what our future would hold. what a reminder it was to me that who you choose. the one person you choose to spend your life with is essential. in countless ways. but it struck me while reliving our wedding day through that video how important it is to be with someone that you know will or you hope will rise to the occasion in how they will handle, cope, and work through the pain, struggles, and heartache. it is "easy" to be married when things are just simple and happy and fun. but what about when it is hard or when you are forced to walk down a foreign scary road...not because &lt;i&gt;you chose it&lt;/i&gt; but because&lt;i&gt; it chose you&lt;/i&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our vows. wow they hit me hard. i got a giant lump in my throat.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in sickness and in healing &lt;/i&gt;we repeated to one another.&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what occurred to me&amp;nbsp; is that we did not say the more traditional...&lt;i&gt;in sickness and in health&lt;/i&gt;. but instead &lt;i&gt;healing&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;healing &lt;/i&gt;we did and &lt;i&gt;healing &lt;/i&gt;we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNTeGNL62do/TrgbL0OvdkI/AAAAAAAABFM/lMZjl5QkX_g/s1600/n1502461_37293869_5545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="428" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GNTeGNL62do/TrgbL0OvdkI/AAAAAAAABFM/lMZjl5QkX_g/s640/n1502461_37293869_5545.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i choose you. i will always choose you. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;picture taken circa 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;the girls stayed with ava and we headed to a late night movie. we like movies. it is a little annoying when you spend $20 and the movie is not that good. we saw Ides of March. it was good. but not great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vss-eRuGJY/TrgYr9DdwcI/AAAAAAAABFE/JHtu120uEcQ/s1600/photo-105.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4vss-eRuGJY/TrgYr9DdwcI/AAAAAAAABFE/JHtu120uEcQ/s400/photo-105.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday we got up. put on leggings and sweatshirts. not justin but us girls. i seem to dress ava like i do although i do not mean to at all. it just happens. we headed to panera. drank coffee and ate pastry's.&lt;br /&gt;played in the backyard and ran around. ava napped. justin read. i did a craft i found on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/279087897/"&gt;pinterest&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxelP08HB0A/TrgcNd6feEI/AAAAAAAABFU/M4t__J3HEho/s1600/photo-106.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxelP08HB0A/TrgcNd6feEI/AAAAAAAABFU/M4t__J3HEho/s640/photo-106.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;found some fabric pieces from my craft bin. cut the sizes needed. rolled them. hot glued them. added some buttons. nothing fancy. but it was easy and i think it's pretty cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to rockbridge (a young life camp). one of our most favorite places on earth. we are now only an hour from camp which is so great. it was a beautiful drive but a little too sunny for ava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R249QntJMGA/TrgfY4NlRgI/AAAAAAAABFc/c213kPyXNtc/s1600/photo-107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R249QntJMGA/TrgfY4NlRgI/AAAAAAAABFc/c213kPyXNtc/s400/photo-107.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;this drive needed to happen. justin and i were able to share our hearts. really talk about what is going on and how we are doing with everything in our life. the move, new job, new relationships, new responsibilities, new work, insecurities, fears, frustrations, joys, our future. i appreciate my husband's honesty so much. it was good to get on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the few hours we spent at rockbridge were such a gift. seriously. i love it there. i love it there. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cliff you did incredible. laura you are adorable pregnant. can't wait to find out if ava is right about there being a little boy inside your tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we deeply love so many of you who were there. both from our new town harrisonburg and sweet sweet chesapeake. we are thankful to be in your lives. whether near or far. even though far is sometimes hard. thank you for how much you all love ava. you know who you are. i wonder if she has any idea how loved she is? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly there is nothing like being in a room full of hundreds and hundreds of high school students who are given the chance. if they choose. to move from death to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's monday...let the week begin. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8430086448072913935?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8430086448072913935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-weekend.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8430086448072913935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8430086448072913935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/family-weekend.html' title='a family weekend.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vukvuBHIWUM/TrgkSdIWnuI/AAAAAAAABFk/e9SG75CC8nY/s72-c/photo-108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8890277110632415444</id><published>2011-11-04T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T10:55:40.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your life changer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;the plan was to post about the house today. for the weekly: &lt;i&gt;don't waste your space&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but instead this is my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got from a new friend's house where she and i talked and got to know each other (i seriously like her. like for real for real) while trying to make sure each of our 22 month old daughters were sharing and not pushing and using their manners. it is usually how it goes with mom's. just trying to get a word in between the regular interruption of your kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the funny thing i am experiencing as i meet new people is when do i drop the bomb? how do i casual say the 'ol...&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"so i had cancer this past year."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when is a good time? do i need to tell them? do i want to tell them? how can i not tell them i mean it colors so much about my life. in many ways all aspects of who i am now have a hint of it.&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;a little bit of cancer touched this part me and this part and this part and this part and you get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does one even respond to that..."&lt;i&gt;i had cancer&lt;/i&gt;." most of the time the first response is...i am so sorry. how did you find out? what was chemo like? how was that raising ava? so are you okay now? to which i begin to tell &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/p/our-story.html"&gt;our story.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my head i am anticipating it because i know that it is coming. i mean i said &lt;i&gt;this &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; that&lt;/i&gt; leads to&lt;i&gt; that&lt;/i&gt; to which clearly points to...telling our story. i am quickly discovering no matter how many times i have told it and for the hundreds of times i will tell it again. it is sad and it is hard and it is sobering.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;i hate leaving out details but there are so many layers i can not possibly share everything in one morning play date. let alone the last ten minutes before i have to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think to myself this is not doing it justice. there is so much more to say. so much to share. it runs so deep into who i am and where i have been and where i am going. i find myself saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i have this blog and you can read the whole story there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like some coward. it is easier to point people to this place than to &lt;i&gt;really go there&lt;/i&gt;. but don't get me wrong i like deep. i like genuine. i like honest. i like real. i hope i am and desire to be those things. but i can't share it all at one time. i know that. logically i do. but my heart screams for wanting to share everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what i learned. how it changed me. why i am who i am today. what was scary. what sucked. what hurt. what i missed out on. what i regret. what i wish were different. why i am thankful. how it is all a gift. every last bit of it and how i myself fail to live that out each and everyday. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how for me many times there are just no words to even express what my heart feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my big &lt;i&gt;life changer&lt;/i&gt; was cancer. but maybe for you it's parental problems. job loss. miscarriage. child on drugs. abuse at home. depression. anxiety. broken relationships. illness. fear. loneliness. you name it it's out there. whatever is changing you and forming you and molding you is your &lt;i&gt;life changer&lt;/i&gt;. we all have one. not to scare you. maybe yours will not come in the form of anything i listed. maybe you will be given the gift of not walking through the valley. but if are or have or may in the future i know it is hard. i know talking about and sharing your story is not easy. but i think it changes things. i think it can take relationships to the next level when we share our stories. the bad and the good. the joy in the midst of the pain. or just the joy. or just the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are who we are for so many reasons. some traits are things we are proud of and others not so much. but either way the Lord is renewing us day by day. trust Him with your life. live as if you are not your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am thankful for cancer. if you read this blog you have heard it before and you will hear it again. i love that i am thankful for something that still makes me cry when i talk about it. that brings me right back to all of it. every last bit of it. i get a lump in my throat the size of an orange and i have hard time keeping it together. that thing. that crazy...&lt;i&gt;i actually had cancer?&lt;/i&gt; not a day goes by where i do not say that sentence in my head. the thoughts of &lt;i&gt;i could have died&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i didn't&lt;/i&gt;. i hate so much about cancer but yet remain grateful for how it literally continues to transform everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your life changer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your valley. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your mountain top.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Lord is in it all.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8890277110632415444?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8890277110632415444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-waste-your-life-changer.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8890277110632415444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8890277110632415444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/dont-waste-your-life-changer.html' title='don&apos;t waste your life changer.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-1459929161381095621</id><published>2011-11-03T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T06:31:30.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't get enough of that rooster.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;disclaimer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: first off this is kind of a joke but if she did win it would be funny. as her momma i do think how she says...&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;cock a doodle do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is hilarious and really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i posted &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aqsbk7sw-GY"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; video of ava. we were at the park and i caught her saying her animal sounds on video. the rooster is the best part. after posting that on the blog my friend cory emailed me and said...&lt;i&gt;you should enter ava's rooster sound into &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://animalsounds.fisher-price.com/"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; contest&lt;/i&gt;. it is a fisher price animal sounds contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be said i am not exploiting ava or trying to make money off her sweet little rooster call...but it would be cool if she actually won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;if you like her video and want to vote for little ava you can do so &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://animalsounds.fisher-price.com/entry?id=951"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are so inclined you can vote once a day until 11.30.2011. so we got 27 days to vote. let's do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-1459929161381095621?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1459929161381095621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/cant-get-enough-of-that-rooster.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1459929161381095621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1459929161381095621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/cant-get-enough-of-that-rooster.html' title='can&apos;t get enough of that rooster.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8395745523862351681</id><published>2011-11-02T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T11:48:57.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reality hits hard.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;ava and i arrived home last night after a nine day trip to ky. that is a long time. in a good way. my anxiety about flying alone with ava eased as we made it through the first leg of the trip in glorious fashion. i am not sure who that little girl was who flew with me yesterday but either way it made for an easy plane ride home. we were greeted by justin and as soon as ava saw him she went running. i love the love between them. ava has always been a bit of a momm'a girl but that is changing more and more. anytime i mentioned dadda while we are gone...she would pretend cry. she sure did miss him. i missed him too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQLS-iIudNY/TrGFjOzTY4I/AAAAAAAABEQ/iakXepEQuvg/s1600/photo-100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQLS-iIudNY/TrGFjOzTY4I/AAAAAAAABEQ/iakXepEQuvg/s400/photo-100.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlAbeQtvnlg/TrGFt7FpsFI/AAAAAAAABEY/M1dbrkUZlZE/s1600/photo-101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KlAbeQtvnlg/TrGFt7FpsFI/AAAAAAAABEY/M1dbrkUZlZE/s400/photo-101.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it was sad to leave. the little glimpse of life right near my family was nice.  but it was just a glimpse. it was all about several days of halloween festivities, the horse track, running errands, meals  out, shopping, starbucks, late night talking and the honest joy of simply being together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-keqym2M_xRM/TrGHVumzHAI/AAAAAAAABEg/u4_i6WTUBUM/s1600/photo-102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-keqym2M_xRM/TrGHVumzHAI/AAAAAAAABEg/u4_i6WTUBUM/s320/photo-102.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eQjhLX19nPc/TrGHdYbjnrI/AAAAAAAABEo/GP6G8MQEenU/s1600/photo-103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eQjhLX19nPc/TrGHdYbjnrI/AAAAAAAABEo/GP6G8MQEenU/s640/photo-103.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GDFvMur5kg/TrGHgONNclI/AAAAAAAABEw/01woIoSSaNw/s1600/photo-104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--GDFvMur5kg/TrGHgONNclI/AAAAAAAABEw/01woIoSSaNw/s640/photo-104.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" 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src="http://distilleryimage3.instagram.com/c1424332057b11e180c9123138016265_6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i  know that being close with your family and your in laws is such a gift.  they are not really in laws to me. that is just what everyone says i  guess. it is always so clear to me when i am there and then when i leave  and look back...what a treasure family is. i am thankful for mine. more now than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now we are home and it is about laundry. bills. cleaning up. grocery shopping. catching up with friends, running errands. emails. phone calls and finding a little job. (&lt;i&gt;yup i am going to start working again. just not sure what that will look like or what i am doing. still holding out for that perfect scenario where i can still be home with ava, have flexibility, and make money. does that exist? if so please let me know).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told justin this morning reality hits hard. boom back from vacation and it starts. i know it is normal because we all experience it but i wish we got just one day to chill and ease back into it. not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;but i would not trade little vacations for anything in the world. even when the coming home part is hard. it still is worth it. more than worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a few highlights from the trip:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*&lt;/i&gt;a nice little road trip with roma and ava.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*being with my dear dear friends in lexington and finally seeing all there pretty houses.&lt;br /&gt;*errands with my sister. (seriously i like being the passenger)&lt;br /&gt;*ava with her cousins.&lt;br /&gt;*ava holding her own with her two big boy cousins.&lt;br /&gt;*ella's deep love for ava or as jack now calls her...&lt;i&gt;avie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drinking lots of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;*celebratory dinners out and in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(it is funny when you start writing your highlights down and realize you could about 50. that means it was a good trip.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the four days worth of halloween events.&lt;br /&gt;*pedicures. opi's &lt;i&gt;private jet&lt;/i&gt;. i love it. (thanks aunt janie)&lt;br /&gt;*putting my niece to bed. wait...her requesting that i put her to bed. enough said.&lt;br /&gt;*being genuinely proud of ava and her behavior and the little girl she is becoming. i love her so.&lt;br /&gt;*sisters. &lt;br /&gt;*realizing as ava and i sat on the plane about to take off sitting in her own little seat that my baby is not a baby anymore. but a talking. running. really smart little girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is something unique about life now. just the deep sense of thankfulness that i feel in my heart. i may not always act like it and i get caught up in life and everything going on. but my heart. it bursts with joy for where i am today and where i was last year. even though i hate my hair right now. more than ever in this whole growing it out process...thanks angie and allison for your styling assistance. i know that it could be much worse than worrying about my silly hair. i am thankful to be here and to meet people who have shared in our story and the encouragement they found. to hear of more women battling through where we were last year. thank you for reaching out and allowing me to enter into your story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;to never going back but only moving forward. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://distilleryimage3.instagram.com/620d8bce057b11e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://distilleryimage3.instagram.com/620d8bce057b11e1abb01231381b65e3_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;that smile.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's end with a little video of ava dancing. she is currently obsessed with the movie&lt;i&gt; happy feet&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;you may want to turn down the volume because my voice is obnoxiously loud. sorry about that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8b3b7902d40207ce" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8b3b7902d40207ce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330134406%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22562E2FF20D46F0F3930C795B9F9B70D284BCCE.140309ED022D98357EABCB05DFA1A332363716BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8b3b7902d40207ce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFVd0av5wIeHJuEAY-pdgvQlEndc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8b3b7902d40207ce%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330134406%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D22562E2FF20D46F0F3930C795B9F9B70D284BCCE.140309ED022D98357EABCB05DFA1A332363716BC%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8b3b7902d40207ce%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFVd0av5wIeHJuEAY-pdgvQlEndc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8395745523862351681?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8395745523862351681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/reality-hits-hard.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8395745523862351681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8395745523862351681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/11/reality-hits-hard.html' title='reality hits hard.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gQLS-iIudNY/TrGFjOzTY4I/AAAAAAAABEQ/iakXepEQuvg/s72-c/photo-100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-5903036016731604738</id><published>2011-10-29T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T10:53:06.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a little halloween preview.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;kentucky continues to treat us so well. we love it here. it has really been a great visit. we have had so much fun with our family and ava with her cousins are priceless. it would be nice if we all lived in the same place. here are some pictures of our trip so far. a little fun at the mall. a surprise birthday dinner for allison and an elementary school dance party at my nephew's school. ava loved it. she wanted to dance on stage. i am not ready for that yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/6717dbd576d94450b6e1764cc7508308_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/6430464af58842f5b5a0e6c08f98d598_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/6430464af58842f5b5a0e6c08f98d598_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/00836690336e4593894d14ce2885ebdc_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/00836690336e4593894d14ce2885ebdc_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/2479ff269cd9496082cdff05aa331cbf_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/2479ff269cd9496082cdff05aa331cbf_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/082c692c973a45469003b828ed7507b2_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/29/082c692c973a45469003b828ed7507b2_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Te0FZwth2-Y/Tqw8XVRJZVI/AAAAAAAABEI/P2lca8DGL2E/s1600/photo-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Te0FZwth2-Y/Tqw8XVRJZVI/AAAAAAAABEI/P2lca8DGL2E/s400/photo-2.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your saturday. ours has been good. started with ava sleeping in. some pedicures with my aunt who is in town from chicago. some shopping. now watching u of m football. more halloween festivities tonight. more piggy to come. i love the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;waste&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;saturday&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-5903036016731604738?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5903036016731604738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-halloween-preview.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5903036016731604738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5903036016731604738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-halloween-preview.html' title='a little halloween preview.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Te0FZwth2-Y/Tqw8XVRJZVI/AAAAAAAABEI/P2lca8DGL2E/s72-c/photo-2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3476411258790411904</id><published>2011-10-26T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T17:50:40.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ava loves her cousins.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ytpnWBDnE2g/Tqid7STxb4I/AAAAAAAABBA/mmfUFcSziPk/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kentucky never disappoints. i love it here. it was sad leaving angie and her sweet little silas but it helped that we were headed to see my sister's and my nieces and nephews. it made it easier to leave because we knew where we were headed. louisville. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my oldest sister's birthday on tuesday so we entered with balloons and champagne upon arrival. then some sushi with allison and her girlfriends. visit was starting off well. there is something special about hugging your sister when you walk in the door and you both cry. it means this love is deep. what a gift she is to me. i really am so thankful. we love a good birthday. it was pretty relaxed. a night on the couch watching &lt;i&gt;bridesmaids&lt;/i&gt; with my big sister. can't beat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ava slept in this morning. love it. sometimes she surprises me. headed to starbucks to see sara and meet little baby cash for the first time. picture to come. ava loves baby cash. then it got even better when we picked up jack and ella from school. o-b-s-e-s-s-e-d does not even describe ava's love for big jack, wade, ella, little jack, and cash. i love it. there really is nothing better than seeing them all together. we miss you little drake. not much to share but some pictures. we are having fun. ava's misses her daddy. i do too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2FUvYUWUt4/TqifeOmb-vI/AAAAAAAABBI/qj441jEBfIU/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2FUvYUWUt4/TqifeOmb-vI/AAAAAAAABBI/qj441jEBfIU/s400/photo.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;we love a little birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/27eb93cfb65140f1988725300dc5d508_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/27eb93cfb65140f1988725300dc5d508_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/6eb6ec712ce843ed88ae8206b26af73c_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/6eb6ec712ce843ed88ae8206b26af73c_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/ab2d2f0cdf384ab181c03faa176ff415_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/ab2d2f0cdf384ab181c03faa176ff415_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/97b6cc96520a461ba42c747fabd2ec5e_6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/97b6cc96520a461ba42c747fabd2ec5e_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/93a502677f784203b805b229eafa157b_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/26/93a502677f784203b805b229eafa157b_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; this was the picture sara sent me while we were driving over to there house for all the kids to play. waiting patiently by the door for little ava to arrive. then they all smothered each other for the next two hours. it was perfect.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i love that this trip happened. i love that it was not really planned and then it just happened.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;make the time for this. for your family and the people you love the most. it has been such a precious time so far...more to come this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not miss our sponsors from this month. offering some great deals just for you. check um out &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/few-other-women-following-their-dreams.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;if you would like to advertise your goods with us email me at libbyryderblog@gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when possible...make sure your kids know their cousins. it melts my heart to see them love each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3476411258790411904?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3476411258790411904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/ava-loves-her-cousins.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3476411258790411904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3476411258790411904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/ava-loves-her-cousins.html' title='ava loves her cousins.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2FUvYUWUt4/TqifeOmb-vI/AAAAAAAABBI/qj441jEBfIU/s72-c/photo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-1189608064476531090</id><published>2011-10-24T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:16:22.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;i have been going back and forth in my head over the last month or so about taking a road trip with ava to kentucky to visit family and friends. justin is gone this up coming weekend so i thought it would be fun for ava to celebrate halloween with her cousins. i was going to drive and leave thursday and come home tuesday. well on friday morning our plans changed a bit. i bought a one way plane ticket home from ky to va and made the drive with justin's mom and ava yesterday. she was headed back after spending a week with us. so now my five day trip is now a nine day trip! woo woo. since our trip was extended we made a much needed pit stop in lexington to see some dear friends. last night just the girls sat and talked about life, babies, and the Lord. after everyone headed home &lt;a href="http://www.thirstyhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;angie&lt;/a&gt; and i decided to stay up until 2am and talk about where we are at now. our pain. our struggles and how the Lord is meeting us in the midst of it all. she is a good friend. all these ky girls are so good to me and ava got to be around them too. bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my time is limited and words are few because i want to hang out with my friends and angie she is going to help me with my short hair and style it since i have no idea how to do my own hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our day today. a little bookstore. which i miss so much. i have such great memories of the time justin and i spent there when we first were dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/e77506cfc9234b57a8b541c029d79122_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/e77506cfc9234b57a8b541c029d79122_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/2e33800a016c4d3f875563e6257614b8_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/2e33800a016c4d3f875563e6257614b8_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/aa8f49e251f6499f8c871df5384bc6fa_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/aa8f49e251f6499f8c871df5384bc6fa_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/3af6b6c714c34e5fba6c7fcfed3fe7ab_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/24/3af6b6c714c34e5fba6c7fcfed3fe7ab_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it's been a good day. kids are napping. more from kentucky comin' your way this week. it's gonna be good.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your chance to take impromptu little trips. being with friends that matter the most and family. oh, man i love kentucky and the people in this state. excited for a week with my two out of three sisters and ava playing with her cousins. ahh. seriously excited.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-1189608064476531090?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/1189608064476531090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-are-away.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1189608064476531090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/1189608064476531090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/we-are-away.html' title='we are away.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9vCjmerIG_8/TqWk_ZoKH8I/AAAAAAAAA_4/yEDG-bJ_alE/s72-c/photo-203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-5624699275947185992</id><published>2011-10-22T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-22T19:29:59.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what does the rooster say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;something cute for you this weekend from ava.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;please try &amp;amp; ignore my voice if you can. i had no idea i sounded like that. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;watch the short video&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aqsbk7sw-GY"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-5624699275947185992?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5624699275947185992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-does-rooster-say.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5624699275947185992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5624699275947185992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/what-does-rooster-say.html' title='what does the rooster say?'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-4204160979220323173</id><published>2011-10-21T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:43:14.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your space: our new house.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;i love to decorate. i may not be the best or the most creative but i definitely enjoy it. it has been so fun to see all our furniture in this house look so different simply by being in a new space. when we discussed moving i told justin that where we lived really mattered to me. after living in the river house i know now that i do better in a place where i feel comfortable. a place i am proud of and excited about. somewhere i want people to be. what i love is that it is not about having a big brand new fancy house...just a home. a simple place we love to be. the location is perfect. it is a fun area with character and lots of life. students. professors. families. young couples. i really like it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have loved the process of making this house into our home and the decorating process along the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first room we will look at is our &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;living room&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry i did not take any pictures of the projects along way. only the final product. i will work on that for next time. also our camera lens is getting fixed so all the pictures were taken on my iphone. i have never claimed to take good pictures but seriously the lighting and the quality are pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have bought nothing new for this house...&lt;i&gt;yet&lt;/i&gt;. but used all our furniture. just changed it up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the bench (bought at a thrift store last year. painted it white and changed the fabric on the cushion. the trick is having an eye for what something that &lt;i&gt;could be&lt;/i&gt;.)&amp;nbsp; it used to be used at our kitchen table covered in a cream and red damask print. but in this house with a new color scheme we covered the bench with a cream and yellow stripe. it was pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*measured the surface.&lt;br /&gt;*bought the fabric and stapled it over the old cushion. i did take the damask off because it would have showed through.&lt;br /&gt;*the trick is to hold the fabric tight before you staple to keep it from rippling (it may take two people) and it's done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbE5RqUDqH4/TqDnJeq4Z4I/AAAAAAAAA-U/IDcmVEWUJQc/s1600/photo-89.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbE5RqUDqH4/TqDnJeq4Z4I/AAAAAAAAA-U/IDcmVEWUJQc/s640/photo-89.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBubXPmRRBc/TqDnZZsYp8I/AAAAAAAAA-c/ZAlc1vu7EMQ/s1600/photo-90.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IBubXPmRRBc/TqDnZZsYp8I/AAAAAAAAA-c/ZAlc1vu7EMQ/s640/photo-90.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. next thing we did was re-purpose one of our espresso bookcases from target. we were given two as a gift from justin's mom when we moved to chesapeake. there original purpose was being used on either side of our t.v in our condo. we put pictures, books, and decor on them. in the townhouse they were used as nightstands in our bedroom. in the river house they were used in ava's room for her books and pictures. now they have been split up. one is the living room and the other is in the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*measure the back of the bookshelf.&lt;br /&gt;*bought fabric. i found an inexpensive piece that was not enough for anything big but perfect for the bookcase. &lt;br /&gt;*came home cut the exact size i needed and we taped it around the back. what was nice about these bookcases is that back of the shelf was very easy to remove. just unscrewed a few screws and screwed it back on. we chose to tape it on so that i can easily change it up as i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oeHiVSbC8C4/TqDoKzml21I/AAAAAAAAA-s/J-4E4traJUA/s1600/photo-92.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oeHiVSbC8C4/TqDoKzml21I/AAAAAAAAA-s/J-4E4traJUA/s640/photo-92.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. spray painted two glass lamps. we found these lamps last year for like $3.50 each and just bought new drum shades for them. my sister in law, sara painted them red for the river house. i am not using any red in this new house so i knew i needed to change the color. i was not really worried about this project because sara did it no problem last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the case this time. not at all. it was a huge hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally decided on a color. i chose slate blue. my mom said make sure you spray lightly or else it will drip. i didn't listen. i sprayed too much and too close and ruined them. so i had to used cheap black spray paint and painted over it and then with paint thinner wipe all the color off the lamps. i used a little sand paper too. they were then the original gross tan color. this was challenge because the lamps are glass and therefore you need a specific type of spray paint. because the slate blue paint did not work i choose to go with the exact brand we had used for spraying them red. my color choices were real limited. but i did want a pop of color so i went with bright yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*started with the original glass lamps. no paint on them&lt;br /&gt;*use painters tape to cover the hardware. &lt;br /&gt;* sprayed them with light coats of yellow. i needed two cans because i had a hard time getting it even and bright enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNM2o0O_6Jk/TqDodS1t3xI/AAAAAAAAA-0/35Yu9oRmx0s/s1600/photo-93.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNM2o0O_6Jk/TqDodS1t3xI/AAAAAAAAA-0/35Yu9oRmx0s/s640/photo-93.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although these ended up being way more work than i had anticipated i love the color and did not have to buy new lamps. love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. bar stool. our good friend susan got us this bar stool for extra seating on the porch at the river house. we covered it first with red fabric and then covered it with this yellow &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;sugexp=kjrmc&amp;amp;cp=10&amp;amp;gs_id=19&amp;amp;xhr=t&amp;amp;q=chevron+fabric&amp;amp;qe=Y2hldnJvbiBmYQ&amp;amp;qesig=cPoNm5bWeazLvajDUk_tog&amp;amp;pkc=AFgZ2tn0boavOErYfQXQTgYU4iCaZS45bHeu5zXa6J1NSVaZ5_OHRXoyRSq01yR_H9PsA4uXVAWF_ACpHIMjWRuLpVgcrp-36A&amp;amp;pq=chevron&amp;amp;gs_sm=&amp;amp;gs_upl=&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.,cf.osb&amp;amp;biw=1280&amp;amp;bih=589&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;chevron&lt;/a&gt;. i love this fabric. i bought it a while back from a clearance bin at a fabric store. it was an odd shape but i bought it anyways and it works perfect for the stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we cut the size we needed and holding it very tight to keep it from rippling we stapled like crazy. done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the two benches and the bar stool have been perfect for us since we often have a lot of people in our living room and it is not that big. we put felt pads on the bottom of all our furniture so we can easily slide them and move them around as we need to and the hardwood floors stay protected. for example, yesterday morning at 7am we had area prayer here for young life with some of the leaders and we had 20 or so people in our living room. the extra seating is nice and they serve dual purposes. they are cute. the large bench has storage under it and the small bench is great side table to set things on. the bar stool is really just another place to sit. but i can't get over my love for &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;sugexp=kjrmc&amp;amp;cp=10&amp;amp;gs_id=19&amp;amp;xhr=t&amp;amp;q=chevron+fabric&amp;amp;qe=Y2hldnJvbiBmYQ&amp;amp;qesig=cPoNm5bWeazLvajDUk_tog&amp;amp;pkc=AFgZ2tn0boavOErYfQXQTgYU4iCaZS45bHeu5zXa6J1NSVaZ5_OHRXoyRSq01yR_H9PsA4uXVAWF_ACpHIMjWRuLpVgcrp-36A&amp;amp;pq=chevron&amp;amp;gs_sm=&amp;amp;gs_upl=&amp;amp;bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.,cf.osb&amp;amp;biw=1280&amp;amp;bih=589&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;tbm=isch&amp;amp;source=og&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;chevron&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z63Z5Pb_9dg/TqFmp45tr0I/AAAAAAAAA_s/WVhF0EF9Zqo/s1600/photo-99.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z63Z5Pb_9dg/TqFmp45tr0I/AAAAAAAAA_s/WVhF0EF9Zqo/s640/photo-99.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. curtains. i did not like any of the window treatments when we got into this house. so i gently folded them up and placed them in a bag and set them in the attic. we are renting this house so all the decor we are doing is simply cosmetic. things we can take with us when we leave or minor inexpensive options. i could not afford window treatments for the entire house so we needed to prioritize. thankfully all the windows have the privacy shutters that i think are quaint and cute. i decided that treatments on the large bay window in the living room would be the most important area for curtains. we first bought some tan drapes from bed bath and beyond. i sometimes buy things because they are a good price. not because i love them. i have decided that it is important to love something. by no means do i have much money for decorating. so i am very cost savvy. but i do not think that means using items you do not love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*measured window treatments.&lt;br /&gt;*bought fabric. awesome waverly fabric from the clearance section for $5 a yard. that is real inexpensive for good legit fabric. i went bold. way more color than i tend to use. but i am trying not to be scared of color.&lt;br /&gt;*bought real cheap curtain rods from walmart for 97 cents.&lt;br /&gt;*sewed. my mom did it but taught me on the way.&lt;br /&gt;*then hung them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGGFuFny6uA/TqDo5MR8wQI/AAAAAAAAA-8/gTXJUyy4P20/s1600/photo-94.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qGGFuFny6uA/TqDo5MR8wQI/AAAAAAAAA-8/gTXJUyy4P20/s640/photo-94.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8cF_z1GCUdk/TqDpHd7ry9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/Cdx_61ypRr8/s1600/photo-95.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8cF_z1GCUdk/TqDpHd7ry9I/AAAAAAAAA_E/Cdx_61ypRr8/s640/photo-95.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. little bench. i bought this bench from country boy in norfolk, va. i love it. my friend ali introduced me to it. it had a real cute floral print on it. real antique looking. but they were not my colors. so we recovered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*used left over green and white fabric from the bookcase.&lt;br /&gt;*we add a little more cushion with an old towel.&lt;br /&gt;*we stapled the new fabric right over the old fabric. real tight. trying to keep the pattern straight.&lt;br /&gt;i love a staple gun. everyone should own one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFA_CnecuTo/TqDnw9pgTzI/AAAAAAAAA-k/1Hy4CBmi2N0/s1600/photo-91.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lFA_CnecuTo/TqDnw9pgTzI/AAAAAAAAA-k/1Hy4CBmi2N0/s640/photo-91.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;6. pillows. we did not make any but we bought them this time. but my mom did add a cute button to add some flare. the pillows are from target. the red was only $4.50. great deal for a pillow. they are perfect because i wanted to bring in some of the colors from the floral curtains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lx1aZIVVU0/TqDmt2733oI/AAAAAAAAA-M/VLfO6Sl7Z08/s1600/photo-88.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Lx1aZIVVU0/TqDmt2733oI/AAAAAAAAA-M/VLfO6Sl7Z08/s640/photo-88.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. bird cage. i think they are cute and kind trendy right now. i bought it at a thrift store this past spring. it was red and black. perfect for our place on the river. then my friend borrowed it for a wedding and painted it cream.&amp;nbsp; i love the color so it was one less thing to paint when we arrived. my mom bought hydrangeas from micheal's and placed them in the bottom of the cage in the colors from the curtains. i bought the little bird from a store called a &lt;a href="http://www.tenthousandvillages.com/"&gt;ten thousand villages.&lt;/a&gt; this place has a great mission. i thought it was cute so she hangs in the birdcage and ava is obsessed with it. i try and tell her not to touch it but she does anyways. i really don't care. pick my battles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5twDuqkhEg/TqDpX87IlYI/AAAAAAAAA_M/uWa2AGRKoS4/s1600/photo-96.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n5twDuqkhEg/TqDpX87IlYI/AAAAAAAAA_M/uWa2AGRKoS4/s640/photo-96.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCZJjOPuzcQ/TqDpkMaZtWI/AAAAAAAAA_U/MSijF_ABRCk/s1600/photo-97.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCZJjOPuzcQ/TqDpkMaZtWI/AAAAAAAAA_U/MSijF_ABRCk/s640/photo-97.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;the mantle is not done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;yup we like large prints of ava. seriously. we do. no art work really for us. not that we do not like it or appreciate it. but with a &lt;a href="http://www.sarafloydphotography.net/"&gt;photographer in the family&lt;/a&gt; you can't pass up the stunning pictures she has taken of ava over her little lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i love about our home is that it feels like us. i think you can create a space that reflects who you are and not spend a lot of money. it is so thrifty to use spray paint to switch something up or use new fabric for a quick and easy change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sneak peek of a project in the guestroom. i think i looooooove the color.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1lYSpDvMVSA/TqDqAqs6OHI/AAAAAAAAA_k/fx6AUd3PQzM/s1600/photo-98.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1lYSpDvMVSA/TqDqAqs6OHI/AAAAAAAAA_k/fx6AUd3PQzM/s640/photo-98.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your space&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; enjoy the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ava is getting some extra special attention from her roma this week who came in for the week from ky. they have been crafting, baking, going for walks, and reading a ton. nothing like time with your roma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-4204160979220323173?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/4204160979220323173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-waste-your-space-our-new-house.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4204160979220323173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/4204160979220323173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-waste-your-space-our-new-house.html' title='don&apos;t waste your space: our new house.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dbE5RqUDqH4/TqDnJeq4Z4I/AAAAAAAAA-U/IDcmVEWUJQc/s72-c/photo-89.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-6080714974827249161</id><published>2011-10-19T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T18:50:25.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long over due.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i have said this before and i will say i again but it is so very true. what we write on this blog. the pictures we share and videos we make are just a small window into our life. you can not possibly document everything or share every little piece of your life. i do not think we are meant to. but i do love that &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; has become a place where we share our lives. what we are learning. how we are growing and where we are headed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes things get missed. it was just such a busy july and a whirlwind of a summer. i did share &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/07/college-reunion-2011.html"&gt;this first part&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; so start there. here we go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did fly out at 8pm that night. but around 6pm justin offered to keep ava at home so i could really get away and be with my friends. although the sweet but challenging aspects of traveling and trying to connect with friends you barely see with a little ava running around..sounded good...it sounded way better to make this trip solo. after a few mass text messages to friends we had the next three days covered for when justin was working. thank you girls for rallying and making it happen. it honestly changed this entire trip for me. it came at such a great time because the night before i left we had shared the news of our upcoming move to harrisonburg with our young life committee. they are not just a committee but family. these people not only helped us through cancer this past year but honestly made it possible by cooking meals, babysitting and cleaning. i literally ached in pain as we talked about where the Lord was leading us and that we were in fact moving. i know now that people. especially people you love just need a second to process and let things settle in. but those moments were heart wrenching for me. so after many tears and some severe anxiety my husband said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"please go. rest with your friends. i got ava."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did hesitate for a moment. going back and forth in my head. it is funny as a parent. even when you want a "break" you really do not always want to actally follow through with that. but sometimes it is necessary. it was good for me. justin and ava too. they had some really special time together those four days. so i left. all by myself even though it felt odd like i was missing something. but she was safe at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our time was spent at my friend Britt's parents house in rural ohio who literally treated us like we were at a bed and breakfast. honestly. the beds were "turned down" at night.&amp;nbsp; extravagant meals were made for us and brought pool side. it was incredible. we spent our time in the pool. talking. eating. shopping. watching movies. doing what girls do best. being so intentional with one another knowing our time was limited. we shared life. husbands. work. about babies. the difficulties in getting pregnant. the loss of a baby. cancer. marriage troubles. new relationships. in many ways we were all shocked to see how much as happened in each of our lives from the seemingly careless days of college just five years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i cherish the most about this time is that &lt;i&gt;this is it.&lt;/i&gt; for me this is the only time i see these girls. some of my best friends in the world and we only get a few days once a year. but we do it. we make it happen and we will do the same thing next year. even when life gets crazy and money is tight we make it happen. maybe next year it will be all 6 of us for the first time ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is something so precious about being known. like really known. the honesty and the vulnerability to share what is hard. ugly. bad and sometimes even embarrassing. right along side the joy. but with these girls you have it all. after moving a few times since college i know how much i cherish being known. having history with people. i know every relationship starts somewhere and you build from there. i am experiencing that right now in our new town. i am looking forward to being known here too. but there is something easy and relaxing about being with people where you can be you. just you. all the good and the bad. they love you for all of that. that is what i took away from this time in ohio. that the Lord brought us together back in 2002 on first timmer at calvin college in grand rapids, mi. our leaves were meant to intertwine and grow. even from four different states we a continue to share life with one another. when months go by in between phone calls or emails stop for while. we know we are all in this together. we pick up where we left off. that is just what you do. i love you and cherish you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a glimpse of our trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQydXQca_qM/Tp89LEndQkI/AAAAAAAAA9E/mVeyZiywiP0/s1600/15493695190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="572" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQydXQca_qM/Tp89LEndQkI/AAAAAAAAA9E/mVeyZiywiP0/s640/15493695190.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfA4kp0-TU8/Tp7epCJcUbI/AAAAAAAAA80/zHt7BwZwGgU/s1600/15485923067.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="580" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfA4kp0-TU8/Tp7epCJcUbI/AAAAAAAAA80/zHt7BwZwGgU/s640/15485923067.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rr5QcQNqnw/Ti9hzCrLDhI/AAAAAAAAFn8/qzJuqjJw2Ug/s720/15485609885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rr5QcQNqnw/Ti9hzCrLDhI/AAAAAAAAFn8/qzJuqjJw2Ug/s640/15485609885.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;we take our mexican food seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w6MaM_x3I1A/Ti9h0JzOCNI/AAAAAAAAFfc/ls2Y5eWObUw/s720/DSC_0026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w6MaM_x3I1A/Ti9h0JzOCNI/AAAAAAAAFfc/ls2Y5eWObUw/s640/DSC_0026.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk_UJdI5m5Y/Tp87YFk0gkI/AAAAAAAAA88/9XJQWkLCczY/s1600/15493724286.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zk_UJdI5m5Y/Tp87YFk0gkI/AAAAAAAAA88/9XJQWkLCczY/s640/15493724286.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0B1_s5PshTA/Ti9iJ13yu2I/AAAAAAAAFgY/k4Kqqj8ArHU/s800/DSC_0046.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="404" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0B1_s5PshTA/Ti9iJ13yu2I/AAAAAAAAFgY/k4Kqqj8ArHU/s640/DSC_0046.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nK1AZlgYQbk/Ti9je-lcyeI/AAAAAAAAFmE/_4pEhDvngh4/s720/DSC_0188.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nK1AZlgYQbk/Ti9je-lcyeI/AAAAAAAAFmE/_4pEhDvngh4/s640/DSC_0188.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSoWUP_p_xA/Tp89u_V3fAI/AAAAAAAAA9M/60RYdQME3EI/s1600/15536584655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wSoWUP_p_xA/Tp89u_V3fAI/AAAAAAAAA9M/60RYdQME3EI/s640/15536584655.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bF2JAaIdZWQ/Tp9ETs9-lPI/AAAAAAAAA98/e62NeMIHJqk/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bF2JAaIdZWQ/Tp9ETs9-lPI/AAAAAAAAA98/e62NeMIHJqk/s640/DSC_0212.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;we headed to a little random hippie town nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VlqEuhqPzVk/TjAgYNz4qpI/AAAAAAAAFtA/OsJ8BzkmYbc/s720/15494085713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VlqEuhqPzVk/TjAgYNz4qpI/AAAAAAAAFtA/OsJ8BzkmYbc/s640/15494085713.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTnIGg2MqQA/Tp9E2G-BaGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/e8K4qOvuvxc/s1600/photo-87.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hTnIGg2MqQA/Tp9E2G-BaGI/AAAAAAAAA-E/e8K4qOvuvxc/s640/photo-87.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuygFtNUP08/Tp8-dPs3tuI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ze-5gIhfd5s/s1600/15493784474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MuygFtNUP08/Tp8-dPs3tuI/AAAAAAAAA9c/Ze-5gIhfd5s/s640/15493784474.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEuNqnCEQ7s/Tp8-bZEKUrI/AAAAAAAAA9U/0V4bq3YTzbA/s1600/15493766790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yEuNqnCEQ7s/Tp8-bZEKUrI/AAAAAAAAA9U/0V4bq3YTzbA/s640/15493766790.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he sang for us. on the street right outside the grocery store. classic hippie town and a tree was wearing a sweater. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cx4kNBaRvmI/Ti9i8lxeHbI/AAAAAAAAFjc/RvXdBz9VFNI/s512/DSC_0127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cx4kNBaRvmI/Ti9i8lxeHbI/AAAAAAAAFjc/RvXdBz9VFNI/s640/DSC_0127.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yb_gNvVz4SI/Ti9jFdzMmOI/AAAAAAAAFj4/1vJTHYcc_Mk/s720/DSC_0134.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yb_gNvVz4SI/Ti9jFdzMmOI/AAAAAAAAFj4/1vJTHYcc_Mk/s640/DSC_0134.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i had to imitate what a nice man from the aveda salon did to me as he demonstrated how there product would transform my hair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we came and ate this fancy meal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSTsp51fgnw/Tp9BfULv0nI/AAAAAAAAA9k/0oAPH-qO2b8/s1600/DSC_0157.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pSTsp51fgnw/Tp9BfULv0nI/AAAAAAAAA9k/0oAPH-qO2b8/s640/DSC_0157.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-0l0e8dNrM/Tp9BmBMLT7I/AAAAAAAAA9s/Cmi8e6dBxuU/s1600/15485851161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-0l0e8dNrM/Tp9BmBMLT7I/AAAAAAAAA9s/Cmi8e6dBxuU/s640/15485851161.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUUOTTAiPkE/Tp9DwjA6QTI/AAAAAAAAA90/fL05lohhjyQ/s1600/DSC_0181.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jUUOTTAiPkE/Tp9DwjA6QTI/AAAAAAAAA90/fL05lohhjyQ/s640/DSC_0181.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;my sweet friends gave me that necklace as a memento for  this past year. we had given &lt;a href="http://becomingtheglupkers.blogspot.com/"&gt;bethany&lt;/a&gt; a necklace similar to this when she  lost her sweet baby leyton in july of 2009. the necklace even had dwyc (don't waste  your cancer) engraved on the back. i love it. thank you. it is perfect.&lt;/span&gt; it will always remind me each of you and the way you loved me and cared for me through cancer. in so many different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spent the rest of the night talking. hoping it would never end. but it did. like they always do. but our time was sweet and necessary and rejuvenating. i know it was for me. thank you for being my friends and loving me the way that you do. i have many many relationships that are important to me. it is hard to maintain some of them and time gets away from you and life happens. but i know it is imperative to make the time. make it happen. do what you need to do to and not waste the relationships in our lives. we may not always do it right and we we will fail. period. but i believe our hearts were made for friendships that last and run deep.&amp;nbsp; just be real and intentional. i am beyond grateful for the many friendships in my life that i know run so so deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste the people around you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-6080714974827249161?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/6080714974827249161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-over-due.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6080714974827249161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/6080714974827249161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/long-over-due.html' title='long over due.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CQydXQca_qM/Tp89LEndQkI/AAAAAAAAA9E/mVeyZiywiP0/s72-c/15493695190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-5189269957913061625</id><published>2011-10-17T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T11:19:34.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>down on the farm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;saturdays in the fall are priceless. they seem extra beautiful here. mountains around us. trees everywhere. much more rural than anywhere i have ever lived and i really love it. this saturday we took advantage of the gorgeous weather and headed to a little farm just ten minutes from our house. it was even better because our good friend coleman and &lt;a href="http://lboisseau3.blogspot.com/"&gt;leslie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;were in town. they recently got engaged! we love weddings and marriage. we are seriously thrilled to be apart of not only their wedding next year but even more excited for the many more years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we love fall. pumpkins. hayrides. being outside. petting farms. cow rides and letting ava around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t9bBVM-HQA/Tpw0ScfLJuI/AAAAAAAAA7k/y4IAXooeS9Y/s1600/photo-82.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t9bBVM-HQA/Tpw0ScfLJuI/AAAAAAAAA7k/y4IAXooeS9Y/s640/photo-82.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgWYUQtLWC0/TpwzldRHR3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/yCY_-QNBw1Y/s1600/IMG_7468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rgWYUQtLWC0/TpwzldRHR3I/AAAAAAAAA7E/yCY_-QNBw1Y/s640/IMG_7468.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvIIycHXGsY/TpxKA33aWnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Fca7A4qOgXs/s1600/photo-86.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AvIIycHXGsY/TpxKA33aWnI/AAAAAAAAA8s/Fca7A4qOgXs/s640/photo-86.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zza2Jrz5SiA/Tpw1yFBC06I/AAAAAAAAA8U/FWn8QiwiaJM/s1600/IMG_7532.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zza2Jrz5SiA/Tpw1yFBC06I/AAAAAAAAA8U/FWn8QiwiaJM/s640/IMG_7532.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/30ef5705fdc94d448afdc964b7c37ea9_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/30ef5705fdc94d448afdc964b7c37ea9_6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ava wanted to first read the sign before deciding if she wanted to ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-utC2QJPJC80/Tpw11dX0vfI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ANy6EnmZmuk/s1600/IMG_7561.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-utC2QJPJC80/Tpw11dX0vfI/AAAAAAAAA8c/ANy6EnmZmuk/s640/IMG_7561.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/53d5723f4a7e4caca3f0003d50fea4d6_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/45ac87d960c34d8b918cbeda597a3979_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/45ac87d960c34d8b918cbeda597a3979_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;justin seemed a little nervous for the ride. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/53d5723f4a7e4caca3f0003d50fea4d6_6.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/53d5723f4a7e4caca3f0003d50fea4d6_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;this "cow ride" was a little make shift and too small for most adults. but ava seemed to love it for the most part. she was cracking up laughing when they got off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/6878330221fd488a913fc19689c358a2_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/6878330221fd488a913fc19689c358a2_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;ava was ready after her second time around to get off the ride and so was justin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dFWJHO0X3M/Tpw3pGr0xDI/AAAAAAAAA8k/PBPl9gqhsoo/s1600/photo-85.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7dFWJHO0X3M/Tpw3pGr0xDI/AAAAAAAAA8k/PBPl9gqhsoo/s640/photo-85.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/740d9978ae3146aba200b0d7d685429e_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/17/740d9978ae3146aba200b0d7d685429e_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tha pretty much sums it up. she loved it. i think i loved it almost as much. seriously the idea of going to one place and being able to see a pig race, pet animals, go on a hayride, ride carousel, pick your own pumpkin, a really fancy "cow ride", corn maze, food, games...i loved it. i want to go back. we might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after the farm we headed to &lt;a href="http://www.pennybackers.com/"&gt;pennybackers&lt;/a&gt; my new favorite place to eat in harrisonburg. talked about marriage. what they are excited about and what they hope to learn and how not to waste their engagement. after a restful afternoon of just hanging around and putting ava to bed early. we shared what little we know about marriage. how important it is to communicate. really communicate. how it is good to discuss roles and expectations before getting married. who will pay the bills, take out the trash, do the laundry, cook...etc. you can not possibly figure it all out as most of what happens in marriage is about evolving and growing and making sure that as you change and grow you remain one. you may change. justin and i sure have. we were married young so we knew when we got married that we would change. a lot. who you are in your early twenties is not the same as your mid to late twenties and so on. you never know what will come your way once you are married. but that is what you sign up for. the good and the bad. the fun and the hard. the joy and the sorrow. pain. depression. job loss. illness. you sign up for &lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; of it. be sure to choose someone you love enough that you would not want to experience joy or sorrow with anyone else but them. it changes everything. i know it has for us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;justin's mom is in town this week and roma and ava have already been on a few walks, played outside, and did some finger painting. roma has a lot planned this week for ava. we are excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;enjoy your monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste the fall and the joy that the weekend can bring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;***last week justin's family experienced a devastating loss. please pray as we continue in this time of grief and mourning.***&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;we love you tracy and alan. we are praying for you and mourning alongside you. even at a distance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-5189269957913061625?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/5189269957913061625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/down-on-farm.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5189269957913061625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/5189269957913061625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/down-on-farm.html' title='down on the farm.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7t9bBVM-HQA/Tpw0ScfLJuI/AAAAAAAAA7k/y4IAXooeS9Y/s72-c/photo-82.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-7017633962409370592</id><published>2011-10-14T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T10:14:48.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your space: blog design</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;you know how we all have friends? some of us have lots of them and some of us wish we had more of them and some of us like to only have a couple. whatever works. but then you have those friends that get you. like &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; get you. love you and care for in a way that is so unique and special you feel like you could never love them the same way they love you. well for me that is my friend, &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thirstyhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;angie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. i lived with her for a month when i moved to lexington. then i lived into her apartment with her before she got married for the next month. she threw me a bridal shower. then we moved. she came and visited when she was newly pregnant so she was sick and miserable but was still a trooper and made the trip. then i got pregnant too so we went through our pregnancies together from a distance and shared the experience of getting big. feeling sick. designing a nursery. sharing nursing tips. birth stories. talking about are kids and how crazy and bad and wonderful they are. then i got cancer and angie rallied right alongside me from a distance. she even sent me a huge fricken package of fancy organic jarred baby food and an endless amount of puffs. that package was like $37 to ship. i remember. not everyone does that. seriously not everyone loves you that hard. that intentionally. but angie did and she does. then she sent cards. emails. &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thirstyhearts.blogspot.com/2010/08/dont-waste-your-cancer.html"&gt;wrote blog posts&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/b&gt; gave money. participated in the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thirstyhearts.blogspot.com/2010/09/libby-ryder-charity-golf-outing.html"&gt;golf tournament&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; in ky that our friends organized. her husband micah played even though he is not that good. she flew out to take care of me for my second treatment. organized my closet while i was at chemo. cared for and loved my baby when i was too sick. then came to&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-ava-from-angie.html"&gt;ava's first birthday party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. offered to fly out again to help during one of my last chemo treatments. then she ran. she trained and organized along with several of my dear friends: &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://thirstyhearts.blogspot.com/2011/01/half-marathon-team-libby.html"&gt;&lt;i&gt;team libby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. the &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/05/oh-nashville-how-i-love-thee.html"&gt;1/2 marathon in nashville&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;this past april.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i think you get it by now. she is legit. she is creative and crafty and this girl went and followed her little dream that we all hope becomes something big and started...&lt;a href="http://designthirstyhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;thirsty hearts design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://designthirstyhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl7B0NTe5Pc/TotPSSolSmI/AAAAAAAAA5o/pNfL1_DzacA/s640/largead.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;angie recently re-designed our entire blog. after various emails back and forth and many phone conversations we finally got it exactly how we wanted it and i love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog seems to be everywhere. the whole idea of blogging is becoming more and more common. they serve different purposes for different people but they all seem to come back to...a place where you can write, be creative, share your heart, and express yourself. it is place that represents you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what you are about.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what matters to you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that whether you like it or not...this &lt;i&gt;space&lt;/i&gt;...this creative outlet is a reflection of who you are.&lt;br /&gt;i know for me this blog started out as a means to keep people informed of our cancer journey but it has proved to be so much and continues to surprise me today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;early on when i started writing i did not really care about the format or the design of the blog. i just wrote. i did not know how to do much more than write and press publish. i have learned a bit more since than but not even close to what &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://designthirstyhearts.blogspot.com/"&gt;angie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is able to make happen when it comes to not just designing. choosing colors. fonts. but the graphics and formatting end of things. i am clueless. so her role has become essential in making our blog happen. how it looks. how things are linked. all in an effort to help make this blog. this &lt;i&gt;space&lt;/i&gt;. this place where i write. learn. grow. fail. share. represent me. our family and what we do and what we are about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are interested in an entire blog design. or just a button. or links to facebook, twitter, pinterest, or email. or a custom signature. or a new background or color scheme. or maybe wedding or baby announcements check out all the options and pricing &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://designthirstyhearts.blogspot.com/p/prices.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;or email her directly at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;angposton@gmail.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;do not forget all readers from our blog get $10 this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not waste this space. this special place where you share and express yourself. whether you blog to document your child's life. or share recipes. or craft tips. or maybe you write and people are reading. whatever the reason. it really does not matter. because this space is for &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;just don't waste it&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-7017633962409370592?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/7017633962409370592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-waste-your-space-blog-design.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7017633962409370592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/7017633962409370592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-waste-your-space-blog-design.html' title='don&apos;t waste your space: blog design'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Yl7B0NTe5Pc/TotPSSolSmI/AAAAAAAAA5o/pNfL1_DzacA/s72-c/largead.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-3881361117884324823</id><published>2011-10-13T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:40:43.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>preliminary scan results...all clear.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;yup we are good to go. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;complete remission.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; scan looks good. i now have three months to not freak out and assume i have cancer. we love our new doctor. really he is great and we will hear from him tomorrow with the results of my blood work and the final results from my pet scan. it was a great day. because we have such great babysitters we were even able to go out for dinner and celebrate. just the two of us. but it was real nice to walk in the door and be greeted by ava who was real excited to see us since we left before she was up this morning. it was a long day and i am exhausted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for your prayers, texts, emails, fb messages. we felt so loved all day. what a community we have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-3881361117884324823?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/3881361117884324823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/preliminary-scan-resultsall-clear.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3881361117884324823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/3881361117884324823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/preliminary-scan-resultsall-clear.html' title='preliminary scan results...all clear.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8923360166664320788</id><published>2011-10-12T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T19:10:22.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our new doctor. ( two posts today)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;tomorrow we meet our new oncologist. it's at a fancy new cancer center in charlottesville at the university of virginia. i have no idea if it will be fancy. but it is new and named after katie couric's sister. not sure why. but anyways my doctor in chesapeake said my new dr. (not sure his name) is smarter than him and nationally known for his work with lympthoma patients and being so smart. we are thankful for that. but all that to say i am dreading tomorrow. i do not really want to meet him or his nurses. i like noura the best. i have to get a pet scan which i knew i was apart of the plan after treatment. every three months for the next couple years. i just do not want to go. it brings me back. back to cancer. to sad hard memories from last year. it is a little PTSD for me. the scan makes me sick. at least it did before. i am glad that i have justin because we get to spend the day together. that is me looking at the bright side of tomorrow and they even have an anthroplogie (the store) near by and i really want to stop in and get something fun for our new house. it's kinda like when you were a kid and your mom took you to get a milkshake after the dentist. if you were "good." at least that's what my mom did. i know she did at least once because i have vivid memories of a burger king drive thru. for me it will be swinging by anthro on our way home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously though i have been kind of a mess inside my own head this past week. paying extra attention to ever little pain or discomfort or being "fatigued." i play those kind of games most days. i even envision what i will say on the blog if the caner comes back. stupid huh? well it is reality. not all day everyday but it is definitely on my mind. still not sure how to handle this whole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i used to have cancer.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; but i don't anymore.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; but it could come back&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; i should not ignore any symptoms&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;because that is what i did for several months&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;then it turned out that it was something serious&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that serious thing was &lt;b&gt;cancer&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the scan i will get tomorrow will be the test that &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; the cancer does come back would be the thing to tell us that. so it is just tough. like everything in this past year having to do with cancer...it is all foreign territory. a road we never saw ourselves on but we are on it. so we are trying to figure it out as we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;justin and i spent sometime today talking about how we felt about it. some of our fears and him hating how helpless he feels. we read a little scripture and ava ripped a page in my bible. we prayed for a bit too as ava ran in and out of the room being so loud and randomly closing her eyes real tight to pretend she was praying too. it was hard to focus. but thankful for the subtle way the Lord uses her to make us both smile in the midst of something we dread...any appointment having to do with the mere fact that i had cancer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure when we will get the results but i will be sure to keep you updated. if you think of it tomorrow we would love your prayers. 10:30am pet scan. 1:30pm dr appointment. and little ava here all day with three different babysitters because it is going to be such a long day (it's an hour away). thanks for the help tomorrow girls.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;we trusted Him through cancer and we are trusting Him post cancer.&amp;nbsp; my life is in His hands.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8923360166664320788?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8923360166664320788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-new-doctor-two-posts-today.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8923360166664320788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8923360166664320788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/our-new-doctor-two-posts-today.html' title='our new doctor. ( two posts today)'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-2871843249675696405</id><published>2011-10-12T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T06:22:33.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>children. we only have one so far. hopefully we will have more someday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;children are precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously if you are with your kids all day long or just on the weekends or for two hours before bed. invest in them. love them. teach them. ask them about their day. what they learned. what they are struggling with. if people are being nice to them or mean to them at school. how you can love them better. play with them. bake. cook. take walks. go to movies. the list is endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am telling you. from the depths of me. when you hear "you have cancer" at least for me.&lt;br /&gt;my first thought was...&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ava&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am her mom. she needs me. she will be so confused if something happens to me. she wont know where i went. i know her the best. i know what she needs. i know what every cry means and i know the best way to comfort her. i am her momma. i was designed to be her mom. no one else. just me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-50u-Pcc4tHA/TpSG0ic6UuI/AAAAAAAAA6U/InFRuT46USM/s1600/photo-77.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-50u-Pcc4tHA/TpSG0ic6UuI/AAAAAAAAA6U/InFRuT46USM/s640/photo-77.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;before bedtime we read. this time justin suggested we all read in the&lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.landofnod.com/kids-playroom-furnishings/kids-furniture/pink-home-sweet-play-home/f1077"&gt;tent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; together. i think it's a hit. ava's play &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.landofnod.com/kids-playroom-furnishings/kids-furniture/pink-home-sweet-play-home/f1077"&gt;tent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is a from pop pop and shirl and she &lt;i&gt;loves &lt;/i&gt;it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reality is ava would be okay without me. but the thought of it all ending. the idea of being a mom. raising my daughter. taking her shopping. teaching her to bake. to read. to put on make-up. her first boyfriend. playing sports. what to do when girls are mean. because girls will be mean. how to have integrity and be kind. going to the prom. college. what to do with her life. her wedding day. when she becomes a mom. &lt;i&gt;why loving Jesus and following Him is the most important thing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQAFtQmpkz8/TpSGlxcjXrI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uJey_MNyi2k/s1600/photo-76.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QQAFtQmpkz8/TpSGlxcjXrI/AAAAAAAAA6M/uJey_MNyi2k/s640/photo-76.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some of you reading our facing this reality right now. but more of you have no idea on earth what it does to your heart and your soul when you are told you are sick and you may not have the time you thought you would with your family and your children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post is sad a little for me. it was not meant to be. my point is this. my heart is this. i share this because i want all of you to be able to enter into this with me...but without the cancer part. do not waste your time with your kids. seriously work can wait sometimes. not all the time but sometimes. kids want your attention. period. even if they act like they hate you figure out a way to show your child you love them. you might just need to be creative. you only get so long. some much shorter than hoped. for many a lifetime, but that is it. this is your family. you only get one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned last year what it was like to imagine losing my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't waste your kids.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized today i do not really take  advantage of this precious time with ava. but i think right now is the  best time to really start engaging. so we baked. we baked some brownies  and ava helped. this morning we built a tower with blocks and she helped  me make her lunch. we unloaded the dishwasher together. we ran around  the house together. not my typical thing. but i have this new vision.  this new lens if you will. i recall being too sick to do anything with ava. it was  enough for me to lay on the couch and watch her entertain herself.  during those moments i would have given anything to be more involved as  her mom. how quick we forget. but i will not waste these years. this  special time with only her. no other siblings yet. just the two of us.  we went to &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mops.org/"&gt;mops&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (mom's of preschoolers. or basically any mom with kids) yesterday at a church a few blocks from our house. i loved it. ava is now obsessed with a two little boys in her class. the whole walk home she kept saying..."bye bye jacob. bye bye levi." i also met some new women and i really loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but it is not always easy to get yourself moving and engaged.&amp;nbsp; i knew there was story time at the library but ava was playing  so well in the basement and i was working on stuff that i thought...&lt;i&gt;oh, we will go another day.&lt;/i&gt; but for some reason i got myself ready real quick and we made it just in time. ava loved it. i did too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/11/15fb26e5a40b412b871356e1ce7a7def_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/11/15fb26e5a40b412b871356e1ce7a7def_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;she would not take her eyes off those fall leaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RLUKsm_VKZM/Tos5HWwOtVI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/m1lFmfQ6ljI/s1600/photo-68.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the best part was that not only did ava listen, pass out  bells to all the other kids, and even help pick up. (she did however  take a few toys from other kids...focusing on the positive). i met new  friend. she has a daughter ava's age and newborn son. we started  chatting and before we knew it we were exchanging cell phone numbers and  talking about people we both know through young life. young life is a  small world. in many ways it is such a little thing. story time for an  hour. good playing for ava. i make a new friend. but what if she and i  become real &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; friends? this is how friendships start. someone  gets the courage to ask something like..."so how old is your daughter?"  and the conversation roles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't miss those opportunities. they may seem small. but they are important in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/11/e071c701dc50471daab2b2fa686ba023_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/11/e071c701dc50471daab2b2fa686ba023_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to really invest in your kids means doing things we may not always want to do or going places you do not feel like going. but it is good and it is fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRlfVJ9KAqM/TpSIFdp16JI/AAAAAAAAA6c/qL1d0Cb0XQo/s1600/photo-79.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QRlfVJ9KAqM/TpSIFdp16JI/AAAAAAAAA6c/qL1d0Cb0XQo/s640/photo-79.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday before we left for the wedding my good friend &lt;a href="http://katiemariemeehan.blogspot.com/"&gt;katie&lt;/a&gt; came to visit. we had a roof top lunch and i pretty much loved it and i am obsessed with the idea of eating on a roof as much as we can from now on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYQVHO3eBLw/TpSJBwqBHZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/jwqmF1z6Eq8/s1600/photo-81.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NYQVHO3eBLw/TpSJBwqBHZI/AAAAAAAAA6k/jwqmF1z6Eq8/s400/photo-81.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXee1LS4oiY/TpSJJMc8YkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/oFdXjFz7UaU/s1600/photo-80.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jXee1LS4oiY/TpSJJMc8YkI/AAAAAAAAA6s/oFdXjFz7UaU/s400/photo-80.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my role as her mom is imperative in who she is becoming as a little person and one day as an adult. with that comes such joy and also a little pressure. not bad pressure. just pressure. it is becoming so clear to me the importance of cherishing the role i play in her life. &lt;i&gt;the role you play in your life.&lt;/i&gt; being mom is not where my identity is found. it is &lt;b&gt;apart &lt;/b&gt;of who i am but &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; who i am and i like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;be intentional. be engaged. do not waste this time with your children. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-2871843249675696405?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/2871843249675696405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/children-we-only-have-one-so-far.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/2871843249675696405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/2871843249675696405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/children-we-only-have-one-so-far.html' title='children. we only have one so far. hopefully we will have more someday.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-50u-Pcc4tHA/TpSG0ic6UuI/AAAAAAAAA6U/InFRuT46USM/s72-c/photo-77.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-240508566547633666</id><published>2011-10-10T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T10:53:52.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friendships and a wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;i&gt;do not waste your relationships. the friendships you have &amp;amp; the friendships to come. they are truly a gift.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just a wrote a whole long post about this weekend.  about road trips. meeting new people. weddings and the emotion we felt  when we drove back into chesapeake. but sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;there truly are no words.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i  think that says it all. this weekend was special and real and we are beyond  grateful for the friendships we have. truly it is all a gift. really it  is. thank you for allowing us to be in yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was a great reminder of why i love what we do. the relationships that we have through young life have changed our lives. high school students we met in chesapeake and gave our lives away too. over meals, coffee, soccer games, sleep overs, etc. many who are now in college and we all came back together again to celebrate a new marriage. but in that we were given the chance to gather over food, a bon fire, and candles to share life. catch up and do life together again. even if only for a day or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night at the carr's house was special. thanks for making it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the reason we all came back together for this. brandon and katie's brand new marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/a0d38c3b9bbd4eaca39f8bd2de586ad5_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/a0d38c3b9bbd4eaca39f8bd2de586ad5_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z778XOB_cNg/TpL-ETmJRYI/AAAAAAAAA58/1vPODnvMumQ/s1600/photo-72.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z778XOB_cNg/TpL-ETmJRYI/AAAAAAAAA58/1vPODnvMumQ/s640/photo-72.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; but first. to get there. we had to drive past these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRSi-ERQcX4/TpL-iP9NvmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/IypaV9nb7QM/s1600/photo-73.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dRSi-ERQcX4/TpL-iP9NvmI/AAAAAAAAA6A/IypaV9nb7QM/s640/photo-73.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we felt a little like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N5fqKHXuhNU/TpL-tk0eVWI/AAAAAAAAA6E/mn1eJr23slA/s1600/photo-74.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N5fqKHXuhNU/TpL-tk0eVWI/AAAAAAAAA6E/mn1eJr23slA/s640/photo-74.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;because our little one stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/3962ff2cd640461181696b1df6da4fa5_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/3962ff2cd640461181696b1df6da4fa5_6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;but it was okay. she played with hew new friends katrina and julie at home. but we missed you. we all missed you. not one person in chesapeake failed to ask about you. they love you so much little ava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even before arriving in chesapeake. we took our time getting home and stopped for lunch in richmond. i loved meeting rachel and of course we love you casey. thanks queeny and josh for road tripping with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/20defa32a72d45f9a7c087b4bf52e194_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/20defa32a72d45f9a7c087b4bf52e194_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;before even entering chesapeake we met billy. we love katie so dearly and cherish our friendship with her. justin and i loved being with you guys this weekend. we are for you and this new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GucixoByxZ0/TpL_zgcn7OI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ffLxJI_6Mfo/s1600/photo-75.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GucixoByxZ0/TpL_zgcn7OI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ffLxJI_6Mfo/s640/photo-75.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;then the reception. what a great celebration for brandon and katie. we danced. a lot. i loved it. the bride and i. stunning. honestly katie. stunning. glad we got that bustle figured out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/0b610bd0c6a8487e9e39a60dd14a7233_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/f16d84e7d9e94f92ad28f201a5a9abcc_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/f16d84e7d9e94f92ad28f201a5a9abcc_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/e846fcb84b454351bd0b1fddc384b33c_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/e846fcb84b454351bd0b1fddc384b33c_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/08ed6e9697534215baae5d260ad6f431_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/08ed6e9697534215baae5d260ad6f431_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/b4565621b7b34af691dc24aa43d62dd6_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/b4565621b7b34af691dc24aa43d62dd6_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i love a photo booth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/c59e91d93775440bb5e6700adc291f04_6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://images.instagram.com/media/2011/10/10/c59e91d93775440bb5e6700adc291f04_6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;i love this man. with all i have. i love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;like every event. every party. so much goes undocumented. but we loved being back with you all again to celebrate the new couple. but to celebrate where each of us our and where we are going and how the Lord is using us in many different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;it is not often that many of the people you love the most are in one place. so when it happens. do it and do it right. be intentional. be honest. be real. please be real. it is only in our honesty and vulnerability that our friendships and relationships grow deeper and deeper. because many of you this weekend walked right alongside us through cancer. i could not help but think as we were all dancing last night where justin and i were just one year ago. i have nothing profound to say about that. just thankful. thankful to be here and celebrating life. this weekend was about celebrating. let's never stop. even in the midst of trials, heartache, change, and uncertain plans for the future. do not waste what is happening now. you do not want to miss what is going on now because of what you think may or may not happen in the future. it can all so quickly change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;yay for great weekends full of road trips, weddings, conversations, and people you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-240508566547633666?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/240508566547633666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/friendships-and-wedding.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/240508566547633666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/240508566547633666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/friendships-and-wedding.html' title='friendships and a wedding.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z778XOB_cNg/TpL-ETmJRYI/AAAAAAAAA58/1vPODnvMumQ/s72-c/photo-72.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-8846628826963669621</id><published>2011-10-06T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T11:45:24.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't waste your space: family rules.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;this will be a short post but an important one i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very first: &lt;i&gt;don't waste your space&lt;/i&gt; post coming to you every friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where we live and how we make it into a home is important i think. where you raise your children. where you live with friends. a place to make your own. to show everyone who walks through the door...this is us. this is me. this is what we are about. for me our home as become such an important place. for obvious reasons maybe. but more than that i want our home to feel safe. comfortable. peaceful. organized. where i can create. decorate. do projects. crafts with ava. cook. bake. where we light candles and drink wine. where we invite people in. college leaders. students. family. friends. this is a place where people grow and where relationships flourish. this is not simply a little house in old town harrisonburg. it is so much more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think to really grow and have a vision for where you live you need to decide what you are about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister in law. but mostly sister, sara is an incredible photographer in louisville, ky. her career started as a school teacher and gradually her passion for photography took off. she is one of the most creative and talented people i know and i get to be related to her. through marriage. but still. with the support and "you can do anything you put your mind to" attitude and heart of her husband tommy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sarafloydphotography.net/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sarafloydphotography&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; was born. after her obvious talent and eye for photography began to increase throughout the city of louisville and a growing family...sara left teaching to pursue photography full time. she is now the momma to three little ones and we have been beyond blessed with having our own family documented by her incredible eye and gift for picture taking. all of the pictures on the header of this blog were taken by sara. nearly all photos on our walls were taken by sara. words can not express the gratitude we feel to have our life document through pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year or so ago i noticed the "floyd family rules" on a wall at tommy and sara's house. i instantly loved it. it is like a mission statement for the family. it tells everyone who walks into your home what you are about. what you value. what your passionate about and what your family represents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the ryder family rules. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-os3yQeaE3P8/TotISc-XhJI/AAAAAAAAA5k/3iJz6PEZVsI/s1600/photo-15.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-os3yQeaE3P8/TotISc-XhJI/AAAAAAAAA5k/3iJz6PEZVsI/s640/photo-15.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it is by far the most noted and talked about piece of art work in our home. although there are gorgeous pictures of ava all over the place...people comment on our family rules the most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;now you can have your own family rules. college house rules. classroom rules. beach house rules. playroom rules. school rules. etc. they are a perfect christmas gift. wedding gift. graduation gift. birthday gift. anniversary gift. the greatest part is &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; send sara your rules (10-12 work best) and pick from the color scheme choices and she designs the layout, font, and sends it directly to you. even better is that your family rules do &lt;b&gt;not &lt;/b&gt;require a frame. it comes as a ready-to-hang 20x30 float wrap. it is a good size piece of art work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and for you: &lt;i&gt;FREE U.S SHIPPING&lt;/i&gt; to all DWYC readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;simply click below. enter the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sarafloydphotograhy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; site. go to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;products&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and choose&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; family rules&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sarafloydphotography.net/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wU0eoVuL7x8/Toi8D7-eU0I/AAAAAAAAA5M/erWP1LlCNYw/s640/floydlargead.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;you can email sara directly at &lt;b&gt;sarabethfloyd@yahoo.com &lt;/b&gt;to place your order.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the investment is $155.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;enjoy the weekend. have fun decorating or crafting or baking or doing nothing. we are headed back to chesapeake for our dear friends katie and brandon's wedding. road trip. can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just don't waste your space. especially your blank walls and even more than that &lt;i&gt;what you are about.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1192031313610865107-8846628826963669621?l=libbyryder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/feeds/8846628826963669621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-waste-your-space-family-rules.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8846628826963669621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1192031313610865107/posts/default/8846628826963669621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2011/10/dont-waste-your-space-family-rules.html' title='don&apos;t waste your space: family rules.'/><author><name>libby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13276192531203696999</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-os3yQeaE3P8/TotISc-XhJI/AAAAAAAAA5k/3iJz6PEZVsI/s72-c/photo-15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1192031313610865107.post-5354977673690469813</id><published>2011-10-04T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:17:14.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a few other women following their dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i often struggle with staying home full time with ava or getting a job and working outside the home. i think no matter what you do...stay home and work or work outside the home there can be a bit of tension. what is best for me? what is best for the kids? i have to work. we need the money. i have skills and passions i want to utilize outside the home. so many things...for now we feel the best fit for us is being home with ava which allows me the flexibility we love. hanging out with young life leaders. visiting family. going on a month long yl assignment in the summer. but i think many of us are so hard on ourselves. i was talking with a friend about blogs and how often times they make her feel bad about who she is as a mother, wife, and friend. why we do we constantly compare? how often do we look at other people and say..&lt;i&gt;.i wish i were like them&lt;/i&gt; or&lt;i&gt; i could not do that so i wont even try.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if we all actually followed our dreams? found our passion and ran with it oppose to just standing back and watching other people do it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;justin and i went out for breakfast on saturday.&amp;nbsp; ava was so loud and crazy. but in between that we talked about this blog. what it means to me. where we think it is going. how we can get it there. it was so helpful for me. i realized where my heart is and what i am passion about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my passion people is this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;not wasting any of it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;. not one second.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am normal and therefore fall short all day and i do not have it all together. but i heart. my desire. where i feel led is to share our life. what is hard for me. where i am going and how i am trying not to waste it. taking nothing for granted. we are not guaranteed that the life we imagined for ourselves will look the way we thought it would. not to instill fear in you. but to encourage you and empower you with how you spend your time. how you view life. what you are about and what you want to contribute. we all have something to offer and we are all capable of not wasting the precious life we have been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the biggest gift in cancer...i was given a new start. a &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://libbyryder.blogspot.com/2010/09/almost-day-two-of-treatment-9910.html"&gt;new lens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to which i see life. i do not want to lose that lens. but i want to continue to view my life differently now that i was given a glimpse of how quickly it all can change. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;what about you? are you in? let's begin this journey of not wasting it together.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***let me introduce to you a few friends who are not  wasting their gifts and talents*** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.mythirtyone.com/lizedwards/"&gt;31&lt;/a&gt; parties. they are everywhere. in a good way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i am a sucker for &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt; monogrammed. liz is a blog reader and new friend. check out the incredible products and deals going on with &lt;a href="http://www.mythirtyone.com/lizedwards/"&gt;31&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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We are  very pleased at how quickly &lt;a href="http://www.mythirtyone.com/lizedwards/"&gt;Thirty-One Gifts&lt;/a&gt; has grown and can't wait to see  what the future holds. Each month offers different specials, not only  for customers but also for those wishing to host a party. Whether  it be a home party, catalog party, or online party you are sure to feel  celebrated, encouraged, and definitely rewarded. Bridal and baby  showers are very popular party ideas as well. For Don't Waste Your  Cancer readers only through the end of October, with an order of $31 or  more, you will receive a free nail file in the pattern of your choice. Simply visit my website, place an order, email me your nail file  selection with "Don't Waste Your Cancer" as the subject line, &amp;amp; I  will complete your transaction. check out my site &lt;a href="http://www.mythirtyone.com/lizedwards/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thepinwheelpress"&gt;Pinwheel Press.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the designs. i love the creativity. i love anything personalized &amp;amp; i love chevron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thepinwheelpress"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7ZdMF9bWIyQ/ToYELFI5BSI/AAAAAAAAAys/yQDAAQc9g3s/s640/Libby_banner_ad2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After working together over five years ago, we realized each others'  love for patterns and pretty paper products. Through the years we talked  about starting our own little niche. A year ago, &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thepinwheelpress"&gt;Pinwheel Press&lt;/a&gt; was  born. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thepinwheelpress"&gt;Pinwheel Press&lt;/a&gt; offers an ample variety of products including  calling cards, note cards, invitations, holiday cards, labels and party  accessories. The designs are unique, cheerful and clever. Visit our shop  to set yourself apart from the rest. And don't forget to enter in  "LIBBY" to get 10% off of your order during the month of October! check out our site &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/thepinwheelpress"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love what they are about. i think you will too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--v9Y816ODO4/ToX_pH8EdII/AAAAAAAAAyo/CY8kLc966dw/s640/libby+pub+gif.gif" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/goog_567113009"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.give-jewelry.com/"&gt;Give Jewelry&lt;/a&gt; is a sustainable movement to provide food for children of The Bali Orphanage. 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font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;last night we saw the movie 50/50. it is about cancer. not sure why i picked it. i sometimes like to prove to myself that i can handle it. cancer. but i can't. i cried the whole time. even though it was funny at parts. mostly it was too real. too sad. too fresh for us. it was tough to watch having gone down a very similar role not that long ago. but one thing would not leave my mind...this movie is missing it. it was wasted because it was more about numbing the pain than dealing with the pain. even though at times numbness is normal. the core of it. the core of cancer for me was allowing the Lord to work through me and in me and glorifying Him in that.&amp;nbsp; my cancer was not wasted it. do not waste yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;after we got home and cried in the regal cinema parking lot. i went upstairs and justin started typing in the living room. i tried to wait up for him but i was too tired. when he did finally come up he grabbed my hand and said..."i have a surprise for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i knew exactly what it was... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i think all love stories are beautiful. the idea of two people coming together and falling for each other in such a way that their heart is unable to express the love that is bursting inside. i love them all. i love hearing how people met. what brought them together. why they were first attracted to one another. every story is so different and so personal to each couple. parts of their story that no one else on earth could possibly ever understand the way they do. i feel that way. i think we were meant to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;i love all stories. but i love ours the most. here it is. written by my husband. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes during Chemo visits I would dress up  nicely and act smart about medical things, while others I would dress  poorly and act dumb about things I heard, and make jokes. I had no idea  what to do during those appointments, so I just sat and hurt for Lib.  These times were a mess of tears behind sunglasses and fiddling with  things. It was the hardest thing I ever did in my entire life -- to try  and not waste -- having to endure through cancer. Each poke, each test  brought another inch of what felt like torture. I hated, despised, and  cringed at each thing we did involving cancer. The rides to and from  Chemo I hated the worst. We would always hit a bump. There was no let  up, there were bumps everywhere. What I mean about getting worse is  this: the “50th” one of anything wasn’t easier, and the minutes were  hours. Rather, it was harder. There was nothing like seeing my wife go  though this. I stayed in it emotionally as best I could, so I felt it  too, and that I knew, would forever change everything about the journey  we were on. I have only thought about what it did to me twice: first, at  PF Changs to celebrate a cancer anniversary, and I cried like a baby.  The second was tonight, watching the movie 50/50. Result was the same, cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large place of emptiness returned to me tonight as I relived those  rides, those feelings, those times, and those moments that I have tried  so hard to forget. After all, this is my young, pretty, jubilant wife,  right? Long haired, soft spoken, funny smile, writes messy, reminds me  of a river, sings Ryan Adams in my truck, little wife. I always think of  her with these descriptions in mind because of it reminds me of when we  met. It was a wonderful encounter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Young Life has eager, passionate,  and potentially responsible college students, of which I was one, do  summer staff at their camps. I went to Rockbridge in 2005 to serve for  the month of June. I took a lot of tie-dye shirts and had pretty long  hair. I thought it was cool at the time. I came off a road trip with a  good friend of mine. Camp was fresh - my mood was light. I was very  passionate about growing in the Lord. I had $5. Potential was in the air  as we started that month with a group of people from everywhere. Lib  and I were among the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we practiced an initial camp event, another friend introduced me  to Libby for the first time. She said, “Ryder”, this is “Li**y”. The *’s  are what I heard - meaning, I had no idea what she said. I said,  “Lilly?”. “No”, my friend said, “LiBBy.” I remember saying next, “with  B’s?” As crazy as it sounded, I had never in all my life heard the name  Libby. It may sound dumb, but I thought it was one of the prettiest  words I had ever heard in my life. I was dumb struck. I liked her right  away. I was sweating, and meeting others, but thinking to myself, “what a  great name”, and “I wonder if it’s a nickname?”. I was stuck on the  name and her at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Libby worked in the bakery. I rode bikes through the woods as a  guide. Whenever the bakery needed help (insert laugh here), I  volunteered. I have received a hard time from several friends who were  there at the time, and I still want to say to this day that I only went  because they needed help. Yeah right, you say. It’s true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say this, I was not confused about being incredibly in love,  and being nervous about admitting that to myself. I did not have a great  track record coming into that summer with relationships. A lazier  friend of mine had me do his job in the morning, which was fill water  jugs in the kitchen. I took forever doing it because I could see little  glimpses into the bakery. Somewhere, some kid is still thirsty because  of how long I took, with those glimpses, as I filled the water jugs.  After all, Libby was over there and things were beginning to spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to like me too. I was also praying at the time like crazy  because the situation was so complicated, and hearts and people were  involved. I felt a great peace about trying to stay away from her, and  be respectful, and do things right. She was not “mine”, after all, to be  thinking this way about. So we kept our distance. There were many rich  relationships that month that formed, and this new feeling with Libby  was not center-stage. Jesus was the most significant things about this  month. Our relationship&amp;nbsp; was present alongside, and wasn’t rushed.  Wasn’t inappropriate or shady, it was just, well, developing inside us  with every look and forgone conversation. It was a love that was gaining  steam. We would see each other and purposefully go do something else.  But, it backfired. We might as well have talked, because even the  silence brought us closer to loving each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never actually even high-fived, or anything. It was right, and  slow, and simple on the outside. Inside my mind was racing when I saw  her. The month might as well have been a year long thing. Each day, and  each conversation was 1,000 years long. And it was summer, those kinds  of summers from when you were younger. We were in Virginia. Every time  someone asked me to take a picture where Libby was in the group I would  zoom in on her, then zoom back out, and take the picture.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, Libby decided to give me a gift. I left camp to go to a  wedding back in Kentucky. I drove many hours there for that wedding,  slept a little, and drove many hours back. I didn’t hear anything that  anyone said during that time in Kentucky. I was still at camp in all the  whirlwind of emotions that were going on. When I arrived back to camp,  around 6am, Libby and a few friends had stayed up all night waiting, to  make sure I got there safely. I was caught off guard to see them up. It  was a nice gesture from the others, but from Libby, it was a gift. Now,  granted, if you have been in love like this you can see any thing as a  gift. In fact, you are pretty much looking for a reason to try and feel  indebted to that person. But here from Libby, instead, was a real gift.  An “I care about you” in the midst of many unspoken emotions. I resolved  that I would also get Libby a gift in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made her cry one time as well, working in the bakery (this was not  the gift). We were filling up ice cream pies, racks and racks of them.  She asked me, “what’s your favorite movie?”. “You’ll never guess it -  it’s so random”, I said. She kept asking, so I told her a little  background. Years ago I had seen a movie that I had watched on repeat  ever since, with Nicholas Cage, called The Family Man. It’s a Christmas  movie. It’s about an incredible successful business man who gets a  glimpse at what an ordinary life would look like with love, had he made  different choices and “chose” her. It made me want a daughter. It made  me want to be funny. It made me want to wear sweatpants, write letters,  sing, and be courageous with my wife of someday. I love that movie. So I  told Libby, “The Family Man”, adding, “it has Nicholas Cage”, thinking I  would need to clarify. She quickly ran into Rockbridge’s giant freezer,  crying. I looked at another bakery worker, and said, “Did I say  something wrong?”. Libby emerged soon after, and quickly I realized why  she had run in. It was her favorite movie too. (side note from libby. i freaked out and started sweating and had to cool down. no one on earth likes that movie and i watched it on repeat for most of my senior year. we had the same favorite movie. that was enough for me to know he would be my husband one day. girls think like that). Thank you Nick Cage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, our glimpse continued with shadow puppets. One night, up late,  where I would later write in my journal, “this is the most tired I have  ever been”, I was making shadow puppets trying not to go to sleep  against Rockbridge’s gym wall. It was worth staying up and doing it  because the light was perfect, and your shadow on the wall showed every  last detail of your body with the light behind. I had never noticed  before this night, but it was perfect for shadow puppets. So I made a  little dog and was messing with it as a shadow, when suddenly, another  smaller, obviously more female version of the same dog shadow appeared  near it. Both dogs looked at each other blankly. They flirted around a  little, then they kissed. It was awesome. Libby (the controller of the  other dog shadow puppet) and I did even talk. I went straight to bed,  proud of my dog, sensing the magic of the moment. I have not forgotten  those shadow puppets, even to this day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around a day or so later we finally talked seriously, though we had  done everything right, barely even talking, trying to avoid each other,  trying to look the other way, even talking seriously that we “were not  here for this, but are here to work, to serve, and to build into these  people”. We had promised to each other, “no maneuvers”. We were not  children - this could be dealt with. Even though all this preventative  work had happened, finally, on one of the last nights, Lib asked me to  talk. I was wearing a blue rain coat. She had to put a ham into the oven  for the next days brunch, and she asked me to go to the kitchen with  her. We took about 500 steps and she talked for 498 of them, about life,  what she was thinking, what she was feeling. She talked about me, and  not about me, then back to me. I remember thinking that her life was  exploding right now. God was teaching her so much. She was discovering  who she was. It was wonderful to be a part of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How big a part of it was I? She wasn’t sure, and she told me that.  But there was something about us, and this glimpse we were getting of an  “us”. Finally, after many words, she asked me what I thought about the  conversation we (she) was having. I did not go with my gut instinct to  tell her I felt the same way, and in hindsight, this made all the  difference. I was called to respect her. I mumbled some answer and asked  to go think about somethings. She looked confused, for she had really  just put herself out there. I felt that I might have made a mistake not  saying anything. It was too late, and I wondered if it was over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time to say goodbye. Libby asked me earlier in the month if I  would take her to the airport after the month was over. Having no where  to be (until August), I agreed. The goodbye would happen at the  airport, but not before I could repay her that gift. This was Libby’s  first time to Virginia, so all these mountains and smells were new for  her. As our June team left with many tears and talks of reunion, I went  into the bathroom to try and figure out how to deliver Libby a gift and  also tell her what I was trying to communicate. What did I want to say? I  wasn’t sure, but it was something to the effect of this: this was all a  “Family Man” glimpse for me. I wanted her to know that no matter what  happened for the rest of our lives, this month, all those looks, those  tears, every feeling unspoken and unrealized, it was all a gift to me.  No matter what. There were no expectations of anything - it was just a  gift. And I would never forget it or her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote this with a marker in a small note, and we left camp,  driving down the windy roads near Rockbridge, past a timber company, to  the Goshen Pass. The water was strong on that day and the music was  good. We traded favorite songs and parked near the water. I have told  everyone who would listen whenever I was near this water that this is  the place my wife and I fell in love. The truth is, it happened long  before then. But on that rock, looking upstream, with Libby looking  down, I believed it could be a practical love that we lived out, not  just forgot about. For the next drive partway up a mountain, I asked  Libby to blindfold herself to that she didn’t see the view as we climbed  the gravel road leading to a lookout over the valley. I had found out  about this place the year before, and this would be the gift I returned  to her. Still blindfolded, I walked her out to this ledge looking out  over the green hills rolling into the distance. I told her to wait 30  seconds, take off the blindfold, and look. Breath it in, I told her, and  I would be back down the trail after she had all the time she needed. I  left a little note, and this is what it said (for the most part):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; L ~ No maneuvers. This is a gift to repay you, and allow you to  say goodbye to Virginia. Take all the time you need to pray and  reflect on the beauty, and I will be waiting back down the trail. Know from  me - that every second, every look, and every talk, was a gift from the God we serve, who gives and takes away. We have been given the chance to say hello,  and today, the chance to say goodbye. No matter what happens, thank you for the glimpse.  &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yours, Justin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Only half of that letter remains, after Ava got a hold of it. I would go onto write many letters  that summer and in the coming years, but that was the only one, until  cancer came along, that I thought might be my last to Lib. I had no idea  what w
