<?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-4739237771158944787</id><updated>2011-09-13T05:22:33.082-07:00</updated><category term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TQqL6YoHWdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/isXufr521rQ/s1600/DSCN0965.JPG'/><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtMH_SadI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mp6ARq6r1O8/s1600/DSCN0994.JPG'/><category term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TMx4F3reJUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nVK2HuoWDN4/s1600/DSC_1898_edited-1_2.JPG'/><title type='text'>Our Endeering Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-692684595836826838</id><published>2011-01-17T14:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T14:17:58.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It is Possible to Pack Light!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emmett and I just recently got back from our trip to Michigan for a late Christmas celebration and my dad's retirement party. We had a GREAT time, but wish Mark could have been there with us! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will hopefully post more about the highlights later, but wanted to write a quick post about my proud packing job! We were gone for approximately nine days, and somehow I managed to pack for both myself and Emmett in just a carry-on and a large purse!  How did I do it? Here's what I packed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-only one pair of shoes (the pair I was wearing)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-2 pairs of jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-4 sweaters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-2 t-shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-2 long sleeve shirts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-one zip-up hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-a couple camis to wear under things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-socks and underwear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-a small Ziploc bag of toiletries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-for Emmett I only packed four outfits, which all fit in my large purse-bag! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, mind you, I would not have been able to make this work if it wasn't for my mom doing laundry several times. But, I would like to say that only bringing one pair of shoes for myself is completely unheard of!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I absolutely refuse to pay $50+ to fly my luggage! I think it's ridiculous to pay such an outrageous fee for luggage when it's already pretty darn expensive to buy a plane ticket alone! So I was determined to fit it all in a carry-on (one carry-on total for me and Emmett both), and I did! I must say it was quite a proud feat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-692684595836826838?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/692684595836826838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-possible-to-pack-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/692684595836826838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/692684595836826838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2011/01/it-is-possible-to-pack-light.html' title='It is Possible to Pack Light!'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-4679470057950282088</id><published>2010-12-16T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:21:14.093-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TQqL6YoHWdI/AAAAAAAAAH4/isXufr521rQ/s1600/DSCN0965.JPG'/><title type='text'>A Few of My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As a new mom, I thought I would write a post about a few baby items that I have come to love. Everyone will have their different opinions about what works best for them, but for me...these are a few of my favorite things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TQqLSRt-M_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xyRy33Ea4pg/s320/baby%2Bbeethoven.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551402636797686770" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Baby Einstein movies! I don't know what it is about these movies, because I find them rather mind-numbing...but Emmett absolutely LOVES them! Actually, until just recently, he only had one. Baby Beethoven. He has probably watched it close to 100 times. He usually watches it once a day while I need to take a shower or get something done. As soon as he hears the music, his eyes are glued to the tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TQqLSSl4wVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/t5o0wEkiv-4/s1600/old%2Bnavy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TQqLSSl4wVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/t5o0wEkiv-4/s320/old%2Bnavy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551402637032210770" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Old Navy baby socks.  I have had the hardest time keeping socks on Emmett's feet. So far, the socks from Old Navy are the only ones I've found that stay on all day! And they come in tons of different colors and patterns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TQqMasRQ55I/AAAAAAAAAIA/W-5MLxDSY-g/s320/DSCN0965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551403880875616146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Target brand (Up &amp;amp; Up) diapers! We learned early on that Pampers do not work for Emmett. We tried several different brands including generic. These are the only generic brand we have found to hold everything in when Emmett lets it out:) They're cute too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/4739237771158944787-4679470057950282088?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4679470057950282088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/12/few-of-my-favorite-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/4679470057950282088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/4679470057950282088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/12/few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='A Few of My Favorite Things'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TQqLSRt-M_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/xyRy33Ea4pg/s72-c/baby%2Bbeethoven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-3854939536224075288</id><published>2010-12-01T16:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T16:50:30.307-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtMH_SadI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mp6ARq6r1O8/s1600/DSCN0994.JPG'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Mint Cookies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;These are Mark's new favorite cookies! My sister, Dee, gave me the recipe right after Emmett was born, and my mom made them for us. I have made them several times since, and they are delicious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What you will need:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 c. butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3/4 c. brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1/2 c. granulated sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2 c. flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1/4 c. cocoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 tsp. baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 pkg. Andes Mints (chopped)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 c. vanilla chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtKY68i-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uGOTuOuowSs/s320/DSCN0983.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545880753897507810" /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbu-E7ZTQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nGRSYILxTcI/s1600/DSCN1003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mix together first five ingredients: butter, sugars, egg, vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtK2d3rmI/AAAAAAAAAGY/o8FUMrFwZ-w/s320/DSCN0986.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545880761828617826" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtLaSHxYI/AAAAAAAAAGg/1WQfIZ3pAkY/s320/DSCN0989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545880771443017090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbu90Z4__I/AAAAAAAAAHI/IbwAw0snQIQ/s1600/DSCN1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oops! Don't do what I did and set the hand mixer on the side of the bowl. It caused the whole thing to fall on the floor and then I had a mess! I cannot cook or bake anything without making a mess!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtL4NxCLI/AAAAAAAAAGo/BDbjJyidJEA/s320/DSCN0991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545880779477813426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Add next four ingredients: flour, cocoa, soda, salt (I didn't get a picture of this step). But after adding those ingredients and mixing, it will look like the picture below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtMH_SadI/AAAAAAAAAGw/mp6ARq6r1O8/s320/DSCN0994.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545880783712053714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbu76mKo6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/j4SYXD55Fdg/s1600/DSCN0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbu76mKo6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/j4SYXD55Fdg/s1600/DSCN0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stir in: 1 package Andes Mints (they make them in packages that are already chopped) and 1 cup vanilla chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbu7v4_ciI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Dvmr4bQHTIo/s320/DSCN0996.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545882701388542498" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbu76mKo6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/j4SYXD55Fdg/s320/DSCN0997.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545882704262374306" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Place on cookie sheet and bake @ 375 degrees. The recipe says to bake them for 8-10 minutes, but I only bake them for 6 min. It just depends how crispy you want them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbu-E7ZTQI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/nGRSYILxTcI/s320/DSCN1003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545882741395508482" /&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/4739237771158944787-3854939536224075288?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3854939536224075288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/12/chocolate-mint-cookies.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/3854939536224075288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/3854939536224075288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/12/chocolate-mint-cookies.html' title='Chocolate Mint Cookies'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TPbtKY68i-I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/uGOTuOuowSs/s72-c/DSCN0983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-418714106207713887</id><published>2010-11-22T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T16:54:19.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pirate Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TOsQJwa36SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yzy4xaNSwFw/s1600/DSCN1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542541526212012322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TOsQJwa36SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yzy4xaNSwFw/s320/DSCN1041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This will be Emmett's new look for the next six weeks. I felt so bad the first time we put the patch on, but now I think it's kind of cute...and it doesn't seem to bother him one bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;We took Emmett to the eye doctor last Friday because we had been noticing for quite some time that his eyes would often look outward. The doctor confirmed our thoughts. He has what is called intermittent extropia, which is when the eye looks outward and the brain doesn't tell it that it needs to move back to the center. Emmett seems to have this problem about 50% of the time, which is why it's called "intermittent". Up close, it is not a problem, but when he looks at a distance we notice it quite often. For the next six weeks we have to do patch therapy for a couple hours a day, switching eyes every day. We go back to the doctor in eight weeks to see if the patch has helped. If not, then he will possibly have to have surgery. We're praying that the patches fix the problem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I think he pulls off the look quite well...and apparently so do most of the women out there. We took him to the mall right after we went to the doctor, and we got stopped about 10 times by different women who were overtaken by his cuteness:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;While the pirate look may be cute now...hopefully it doesn't have to last for longer than six weeks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-418714106207713887?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/418714106207713887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-pirate-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/418714106207713887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/418714106207713887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-pirate-baby.html' title='My Pirate Baby'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TOsQJwa36SI/AAAAAAAAAGI/yzy4xaNSwFw/s72-c/DSCN1041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-5440600686549237800</id><published>2010-11-09T15:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T15:40:38.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lesson From a New Dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNnWo-11w_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8GXvgbECOhc/s1600/gerber%2Brice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNnWo-11w_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8GXvgbECOhc/s200/gerber%2Brice.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537693216380666866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNnWoSLPmzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tC1yZAMa92o/s1600/cheerios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNnWoSLPmzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tC1yZAMa92o/s200/cheerios.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537693204390845234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark learned an important lesson the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;other day about the difference between these two items:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I decided a couple days ago that I would try to start Emmett on some cereal because he has seemed extra hungry lately and has been getting up more often in the night. He is ready for it, but my doctor recommends that exclusively breastfed babies (like Emmett) should wait til 6 months to start solids if possible, because breastmilk is so good for them!  I don't think Emmett can wait til 6 months...he's a big boy and is ready to eat something other than milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here's the story...I told Mark I was going to go to the store to get some cereal for Emmett. I came back and set the cereal on the counter. Here's the conversation that followed:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"I thought you were g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;etting cereal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cassie: "I did get cereal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark: "Then what's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;?" (pointing to the Gerber Rice Cereal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cassie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"That's the cereal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought you meant you were going to buy cheerios for him to suck on!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cassie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(laughing)"You thought I was going to feed our 4 month old son cheerios?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(laughing, but serious) "Well yeah...I really thought that's what you  meant!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Needless to say, we both had a good laugh and, luckily, Emmett did not eat any cheerios &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(that could have been a disaster)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And...Emmett was not very fond of the cereal if you can't tell from the picture below!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNnYH49ZfCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/yozax79hQYc/s320/Photo0787.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537694846889327650" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We will try again in a few days:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-5440600686549237800?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5440600686549237800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/11/lesson-for-new-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/5440600686549237800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/5440600686549237800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/11/lesson-for-new-dad.html' title='Lesson From a New Dad'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNnWo-11w_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8GXvgbECOhc/s72-c/gerber%2Brice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-9008975012724792821</id><published>2010-11-02T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:22:16.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 days of torture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNCNMc0HUII/AAAAAAAAAE8/xJzua36FwW4/s320/Jillian.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535079187071062146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;This is my ambition for November...30 days of torture (otherwise known as The 30 Day Shred)! I started yesterday, November 1st, so that it would be easy to keep track of the days. And after only one day, I am SORE!!! It's only a 20 minute workout each day, but it HURTS! Or maybe I am just a wimp. One thing I do know is that I am terribly out of shape! I may be thin, but that by no means indicates I am in shape! I wouldn't be able to run a mile to save my life right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I'm going to update my progress on here occasionally because I need accountability! Yesterday Mark just sat on the couch and laughed while I was doing the workout. He's not very good at keeping me accountable in the work-out area. He would much rather I bake him some cookies than take 20 minutes to work out:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Who knows...if I can keep up with the workout, maybe I will have abs like that in 30 days!:) Wouldn't that be nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-9008975012724792821?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/9008975012724792821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-days-of-torture.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/9008975012724792821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/9008975012724792821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/11/30-days-of-torture.html' title='30 days of torture!'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TNCNMc0HUII/AAAAAAAAAE8/xJzua36FwW4/s72-c/Jillian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-8826419707224828824</id><published>2010-10-30T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T13:01:29.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TMx4F3reJUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nVK2HuoWDN4/s1600/DSC_1898_edited-1_2.JPG'/><title type='text'>Overdue for an Overhaul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So...I got VERY behind on my blogging. More than five months behind! It could be due to the fact that my life has COMPLETELY changed in the past four months, and probably also due to the fact that we currently do not have internet at our house. Whatever the reason, my blog has been neglected and I am determined to get it up and running again. I have decided it is overdue for an overhaul.  In the past, most of my posts have been updates on life and thoughts I was having. I want to make my posts a little more simple and fun. I am going to try to include recipes, things I have found helpful as a new mom, pictures, and still throw in a few longer, deeper posts as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For now, to catch you up to date, in case you didn't know by now...we have a new addition to our family! Well, he's not so new anymore! Already four months old and has two teeth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Emmett Wesley Deering, born June 23, weighing 8lb. 6oz. and 21 3/4 inches long! He is extremely happy and healthy, and we are constantly in awe of this "not so little" blessing! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TMx4F3reJUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nVK2HuoWDN4/s320/DSC_1898_edited-1_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533930084372456770" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Check back often for new posts to come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-8826419707224828824?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8826419707224828824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/10/overdue-for-overhaul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/8826419707224828824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/8826419707224828824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/10/overdue-for-overhaul.html' title='Overdue for an Overhaul'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/TMx4F3reJUI/AAAAAAAAAEk/nVK2HuoWDN4/s72-c/DSC_1898_edited-1_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-727559544016117776</id><published>2010-05-16T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:18:55.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; know it's been awhile. I apologize I haven't had time to write. Here are a few highlights from our lives:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- My mom and two sisters flew down from Michigan to surprise me for my baby shower at church a couple weeks ago. Mark's mom also drove down for the shower. Lots of people...lots of surprises, not nearly enough time:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I experienced my first real tornado season in Oklahoma. I always thought I wanted to see a tornado since I live in Oklahoma, but after last week I decided to change my mind about that:) I'm thankf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ul for God's protection, and thinking/praying for those who have lost their homes and loved ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I had my 35 week appt. today and baby is measuring perfectly...all is well! I still haven't finished unpacking everything in our house and the nursery is n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ot quite finished, but that's ok. There will always be stuff to do and I'm realizing that it's impossible to get it all done within the next four weeks so I'm just not going to stress about it. The baby isn't going to care whether it has a finished nursery or not. As long as we have the essentials and a healthy baby, that's all that matters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Our 4 year wedding anniversary is only 4 weeks away! I can't believe how quickly time has gone by!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- My brother graduated from high school today. I am sad that I was the only one of my four other siblings who could not be there. Congratulations Michael!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well those are just a few highlights from our lives right now. Nothing too exciting happens in Prague, Oklahoma...but I'm thankful for God's blessings, protection, and provision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is a picture from when my mom, two sisters, and newest niece came to visit a couple weeks ago:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/S_H4ypzDKTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/axPlk5dMN38/s320/DSCN0616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472428571328981298" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-727559544016117776?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/727559544016117776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/05/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/727559544016117776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/727559544016117776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/05/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/S_H4ypzDKTI/AAAAAAAAAEI/axPlk5dMN38/s72-c/DSCN0616.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-7889731589630842178</id><published>2010-03-28T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T15:16:42.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bare Necessities</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For those of you who read this, I apologize for not writing anything lately.  Mark and I have recently moved into our house, which is still a work in progress. However, we do not have internet at our house. We have chosen to try to live a life of bare necessities. Our budget is extremely tight as it is, but with a baby on the way we have had to try to cut out anything from our budget that is not 100% necessary. So far we are still alive and well even with no internet:) I know that some of you probably can't imagine living without being able to check your email or facebook every day, but I have found it somewhat refreshing.  I sometimes think I was born in the wrong generation because I often miss the days of handwritten letters, not having a credit card, or receiving a call on the land line before there was such thing as caller ID.  Why is it that ten year old children need cell phones and their own computers nowadays? Call me a mean mom, but my child will probably be one of the only children without those things.  I have found life to be much more simple and laid back without being tied to a cell phone or computer all day. I would like to say that I would even enjoy going without a cell phone right now, but that is one of the only ways Mark and I get to communicate with our families. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you are on a tight budget or just like to save a few extra pennies, what are some things you do? Here are some other things that we do in order to try to make each penny count.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- No cable tv or landline phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I like to paint old decorations or furniture and make them look "new"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We rarely ever eat out. However, I think it is important to every marriage to have a nice date every once in awhile. If we don't have money for a nice date, we usually try to find something free to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Because we live in a small town, we try to run all of our errands on one day in order to save gas and time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We are thinking about becoming a one car family again. I know some people don't have the ability to do this, but since we do...we are considering it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We never buy brand new cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We do not finance anything. If we don't have the money, we don't buy it. However, I do know that there will probably be life situations in the future that may require us to do so. Obviously owning a home requires financing for most people including us:) That is our one exception to this rule&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- We pay off our credit card balance monthly, and use a credit card that gives us cash rewards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I do not buy clothes unless they are on sale, and recently I have decided not to buy clothes for myself unless they are completely necessary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- I try not to "window shop". Usually I don't go to the store if I know I don't need to buy something. I have a hard time looking and not buying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- The one thing I wish I would do better as far as saving is coupon clipping. I rarely use coupons because I just don't have the patience to search them out. I do try to buy groceries that are not the most expensive brand, but I could probably do better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Living this way is definitely not easy and not often enjoyable. I often envy the people who drive really nice cars and eat out whenever they want to. I would love to enjoy more meals out with my husband or buy a new pair of shoes just because I want to. But for what? What does all of that matter in the end? I often find myself worrying about how we will pay our utility bill or get new tires for our not so new car. I constantly have to remind myself that "things" on this earth do not matter. I wish I spent more time storing up treasures in heaven as I do worrying about how we will pay for things we need on this earth. In the end, nothing on this earth will matter. I need to stop worrying about this life and start focusing on life eternal...the only life that truly matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/4739237771158944787-7889731589630842178?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7889731589630842178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/03/bare-necessities.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7889731589630842178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7889731589630842178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/03/bare-necessities.html' title='The Bare Necessities'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-6397894575143269368</id><published>2010-02-06T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T13:21:10.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Ties</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Having lived away from my parents since I was 18, having grown up in a home with foster children, having an adopted brother and a desire to one day adopt a child of our own, I know that family is not determined by blood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are a few definitions of family from Webster's:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- a group of individuals living under one roof and usually under one head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- a group of people united by certain convictions or a certain affiliation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;- a group of things related by common characteristics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;According to the first definition, my family includes Mark, myself, and our children, although I don't need a dictionary to tell me that. When Mark and I chose to get married four years ago, we were choosing to create our own family, and we did so as soon as our vows were said.  Yes, we still have parents and we still love them, but we are no longer accountable to them for the decisions we make, and they don't have to understand why we do what we do. Mark and I have to make decisions based on whatever is best for our family, and nobody else needs to understand those decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With our first child due to arrive in about four months, I have been thinking a lot about parenting and how Mark and I will choose to raise our children. I constantly pray that God will give us wisdom to raise them up according to His Word, and that they will choose to walk in His ways, especially in a world that is so full of sin.  Full-time ministry is not often a high paying job. Given that we are currently a low-income family, I spent the first half of my pregnancy going to my pre-natal appointments at the health department. Mark has been with me to almost all of my appointments, even though they can sometimes be a little boring for a dad. I have rarely seen another married woman when I've been there.  Most of the other women I've seen there have been younger than myself, single, and already have more than one child. It's sad and frightening to see that as a married, pregnant woman, I seem to be in the minority. All I know is that I am proud to bring my husband to my appointments, and proud that Mark and I can raise this child together within the confines of a godly home and a godly marriage. I am so thankful that our children can grow up in a home that models what God intended for marriage and family to be. In a world full of broken homes and single parents, I'm so glad our children won't have to experience that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If you have never seen the movie 'The Blind Side', I would really recommend it! I believe it is a wonderful portrayal of what family really is. When your blood relatives aren't there for you, or perhaps you have never even known them...your true family is made up of those who truly love and care for you no matter if they are related by blood or not. Having recently moved to a new town and a new state, I'm so thankful for the people who have made Mark and I feel like family. And I can't wait to meet the newest addition to our own family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-6397894575143269368?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6397894575143269368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-ties.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6397894575143269368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6397894575143269368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/02/family-ties.html' title='Family Ties'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-7695246550352222105</id><published>2010-02-01T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:14:24.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink or Blue?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This has been the top question for the past month...pink or blue, boy or girl? I find it funny that people always asked, "When are you going to find out the gender?" instead of, "Do you plan on finding out the gender?" It's almost as if we have no say in whether or not we want to know. Most people just assume that since technology is now able to show the gender of your child before it's born, you have to find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well I guess you can call us old fashioned because we chose not to find out!  We had our first ultrasound one week ago (at 19 weeks), and it was a lot of fun! It made it so much more real to see God's precious gift to us moving around inside of me. It was so wonderful to see all the moving parts, the heart, the brain, and everything else! I don't understand how anyone can argue that a baby is not a baby until it's born. Because there is no question that there is a living, moving baby inside me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Back to the gender discussion, the biggest argument for finding out was in order to better plan before the baby is born.  Now I am a huge planner, but that didn't seem like a good enough reason to find out the gender. I wasn't planning on decorating the nursery in gender specific colors anyway, so why did I need to find out the gender in order to plan? No, I will not be able to buy anything pink or blue before the baby is born, but I can still get everything we need. And there will be plenty of time to buy cute little blue or pink things after the baby is born. So if you were hoping to spoil my child with lots of pink or blue, you still can...you will just have to wait until AFTER it's born:)  June 18 is the new due date, which happens to be two days before Father's Day and two days after our fourth wedding anniversary! That could be a very exciting week if the baby is born on time!  I can't believe it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;only a little over four months away! Can't wait to meet this precious little gift from God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-7695246550352222105?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7695246550352222105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/02/pink-or-blue.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7695246550352222105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7695246550352222105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/02/pink-or-blue.html' title='Pink or Blue?'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-6995913983012832273</id><published>2010-01-09T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T09:58:24.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We closed on our new house almost two months ago, but still have not moved in. Due to Mark's busy schedule for the holidays, the extreme cold weather lately, and the fact that we are trying to do most of the work ourselves...this once small re-model project has become quite the project!  Although it feels like there is still much to do, we have made a lot of progress and are thankful for those who have helped along the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;As of last night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-the upper cabinets are finally hung! (thank you Tim and Bryan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-the microwave has been installed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-the stove is out of the box and waiting to be used!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-the master bedroom is about 96% finished!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Still to be done before moving day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-kitchen floors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-install base cabinets, countertops, and kitchen sink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-a few minor electrical things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-finish painting the master bedroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-install closet shelving in master closet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mark has a goal to begin moving this weekend, but I'm not so optimistic. We shall see! Once we move in we will work on the living and dining room walls, the bathroom walls, and sometime before June we will get the baby's room done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will post before and after pictures once everything gets cleaned up, but for now here is a picture of the outside of our new home in Prague, OK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/S0jCuihRL7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/i8Nvbp0fRNE/s320/DSCN0464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424799855963877298" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/S0jCuMQ-zUI/AAAAAAAAAD0/QpjAma0YgXo/s320/DSCN0463.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424799849989983554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-6995913983012832273?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6995913983012832273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-sweet-home.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6995913983012832273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6995913983012832273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/S0jCuihRL7I/AAAAAAAAAD8/i8Nvbp0fRNE/s72-c/DSCN0464.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-2052565950920427221</id><published>2009-12-30T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T17:41:43.908-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Year Over, and a New One Just Begun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I LOVE Christmas music, and I'm having a hard time giving it up now that December is over.  I like the lyrics of the song "Happy Christmas":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So this is Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And what have you done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another year over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And a new one just begun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every time I hear that song it makes me really think about the past year and what I have done. Was it a year worth remembering? Was it a year wasted, in which I could have used my time and energy better? A year seems like a long time...next Christmas feels so far away. But when you put it in perspective, a year is a very short time. In fact, our entire lives on this earth are but a short time compared to our eternity in heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;With 2010 now in full swing, I have been reflecting back on the year 2009. To be completely honest, I think it was one of the worst and best years of my life...and definitely the hardest thus far!  Full of trials and blessings all at once!  Living in Louisville was one of the best decisions Mark and I have made. It was a wonderful place to grow our marriage, for Mark to add to his education, and for us to experience life outside of ministry work for a year.  We also met some wonderful people and made some lifelong friends. I will always miss life in Louisville. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The year was also a tough one as we went through several months of infertility testing and procedures, and as we prayed and thought about what the next steps would be in our life regarding ministry work.  Infertility testing was a huge emotional battle for me.  I struggled emotionally and physically for quite awhile. I know I couldn't have gotten through it without my faith.  We finally decided we were going to be done "trying" and we were ready to move on with adoption. That was such a relief to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The last few months of 2009 were full of surprises and things that were only from God. He brought us to Prague, OK in September.  Oklahoma was the one place we honestly thought we would never move back to. God definitely knows better than we do! We have enjoyed our past few months here, the new friends we have made, and look forward to how God will use us here. The biggest surprise of 2009 was finding out we are expecting! Another huge answer to prayer, and God's way of showing us that His ways are not our ways, and His timing is perfect!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All in all, 2009 was a good year. Full of trials and blessings, God was in it all! It's now a new year and a new decade, and I can't wait to see what God has in store! It's a year of big changes for us...a new house, new town, new church, new job for Mark, and a new addition to our family in June!  I am not a fan of New Year's resolutions, but I do have a few goals for this year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  -have a deeper desire to grow in God's Word, and to do so daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  -be a better encouragement to my husband and figure out how I can better meet his needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  -learn to better manage my time, which is something I especially need to work on with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;new baby   on the way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  -learn to better trust the Lord and give Him my worries, fears, and anxieties!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What did you do and learn in 2009, and what are your goals for 2010?  May this new year bring new blessings, new insight, and a greater knowledge of our Lord and Savior!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&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/4739237771158944787-2052565950920427221?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2052565950920427221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-year-over-and-new-one-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/2052565950920427221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/2052565950920427221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-year-over-and-new-one-just.html' title='Another Year Over, and a New One Just Begun...'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-3490231164866679131</id><published>2009-11-24T13:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T14:19:06.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'>His perfect timing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wow, I just realized that it's been a couple months since I have written a post! Sorry! I can't say that I don't have time to write, but I've had a lot on my mind lately and a lot of big changes in life!  With Thanksgiving just two days away, I have realized that I need to be more grateful all the time! I find myself constantly asking God for things in my prayers, but not nearly enough do I spend time actually THANKING Him for things!!!  It's sad that many of us forget to be thankful except during the holiday when we celebrate what we're thankful for. We shouldn't have to have a holiday in order to be thankful. With that being said, here are 10 things that I am thankful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our new home and the fact that Mark's dad was able to come down and help us fix it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;New friends as well as those who have been our friends for years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our new church family and freedom to worship God openly whenever we want to!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Good health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Loving and supportive family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My husband and his hard work and desire to serve the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Little things that we often take for granted such as laughter, a pet, or waking up to sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God's forgiveness, grace, and mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;God's perfect timing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The precious little life that God is forming inside me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Did that last one surprise you?! It surprised us too! It's true...Mark and I are expecting our first baby due at the end of June 2010!! Most of you who have read my blog are aware that we have tried to conceive for over two years and were in the very beginning stages of adoption before we moved to Oklahoma a couple months ago. When we moved to Oklahoma, we had to put the adoption process on hold for a couple of months while we looked for a home and got settled in here. About a month and a half ago (while I was visiting my family in Michigan) I found out that we are pregnant, and boy was it one of the best surprises ever! I sometimes still have a hard time remembering that it's actually real! When you spend two and a half years thinking that you may never give birth to a child, it makes it harder to believe that it actually is real! As hard as the past two and a half years have been, I wouldn't have it any other way. I know that I needed to go through those trials in order to grow and become more reliant on the Lord. God's timing is perfect and this is the child that He has had in mind for us long before he/she was ever conceived.  During the past two years, God has really opened our hearts to international adoption, and Mark and I still believe that God wants for us to adopt one day, but obviously right now is not the time. I still pray that if God wants us to adopt, He will show us when the time is right. For now we are focusing on thanking the Lord for this precious gift He has given us, and are praying for perfect health for this child, as well as wisdom to raise this child to follow after the Lord. Right now I am 10 weeks along and we got to hear the heartbeat for the first time yesterday! What a precious sound to hear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In other recent news, we closed on our house last Thursday! It needs a little bit of work before we move in, but I know it will be a wonderful first home for our growing family!! We are thankful that Mark's dad is here from Indianapolis helping us fix it up right now. I will post before/after pictures when it's all done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We are loving our new church family, and are grateful for their love and care for us! Mark loves his new job as minister of music and he is doing an amazing job! We will be spending Thanksgiving with a family from our church (which we are very grateful for!). This will also be the first time that we do not do any traveling around Christmas. Mark's family will be coming to spend a few days with us around Christmas, but we will not be able to see my family at all. I am grateful that I at least got to spend some time with them in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, there ya go...that is a very shortened version of all the big changes that have been happening in our lives! We are so thankful for the Lord's blessings as well as the trials that He uses to make us stronger. I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-3490231164866679131?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3490231164866679131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/11/his-perfect-timing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/3490231164866679131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/3490231164866679131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/11/his-perfect-timing.html' title='His perfect timing!'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-7007654568043299862</id><published>2009-09-23T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T10:40:36.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin' down the plain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Things are starting to settle down a bit, so I thought I would take the time to write an update! For those of you who don't know, Mark and I moved to Oklahoma two and a half weeks ago. God sure does work in mysterious ways. Oklahoma is truly the one state that we always thought we would never move back to, and we were pretty sure about that when we left. But a little over a year later...look where we are! We loaded the moving truck and left Louisville on September 5, arriving in Prague, OK on September 6. It took a total of about 15 hours. Mark drove a 24ft moving truck towing his car, and I followed behind in the other car. The whole trip went well except for a cracked windshield. Mark started working on September 8, as the full-time music minister at First Baptist Church of Prague, OK. Mark is loving every minute of it and is doing a great job. I am enjoying it as well, but am still getting used to small town life. We went from living in the very large city of Louisville, to a small town of two thousand people...it's quite the change! The people here are wonderful, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;We do not yet have a place to live, but we have been blessed to stay in a small efficiency apartment outside the home of one of the church members (who also happens to be the mayor of Prague). They have been very kind and hospitable to allow us to stay here as long as needed. We have looked at several homes in the area and actually had a home inspection on one yesterday. The inspection went very well and we are now praying about what to do next.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;I would appreciate your prayers about a job for me. I am needing a part-time job, and in such a small town there are not many job options. I have a bachelor's degree and really don't want to work at a bank or substitute teach (I have never had a desire to teach in any way). A job like that sort of makes me feel like college was a waste, but I guess you gotta do what you gotta do. Please pray I will find a job that I will enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Many of my previous blog posts have been about adoption. Most of you know that Mark and I have experienced infertility for over two years now and were in the process of pursuing adoption. When we found out we were moving to Prague, we had to put that process on hold until we get settled here. Please continue to pray for us regarding this. We are not quite sure when we should resume that process. Also, we truly feel like we are supposed to adopt overseas from Ethiopia, but the financial aspect of that is really starting to scare me. I know that if it's what God wants, He will provide the finances...but it's really scary knowing that we need to pay more than half of a year's salary in order to adopt overseas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana, serif;"&gt;Well...that's the quickest update I can give without writing a novel. A lot has happened in the past month! We appreciate your prayers!&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/4739237771158944787-7007654568043299862?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7007654568043299862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/09/oklahoma-where-wind-comes-sweepin-down.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7007654568043299862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7007654568043299862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/09/oklahoma-where-wind-comes-sweepin-down.html' title='Oklahoma, where the wind comes sweepin&apos; down the plain'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-8576368975327254544</id><published>2009-08-18T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T09:06:25.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for an Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't believe it's already the middle of August! Where did the summer go?!  It obviously went by too quickly because I haven't had a chance to give an update in quite awhile.  A LOT has happened in the past couple of months!  Mark and I just got back from Michigan.  It was nice to see my family, but it felt different this time for some reason.  We helped my sister and her husband and kids get settled into their new home at Lincoln Lake Baptist Camp.  Jim (my sister's husband) just became the executive director of the camp. I'm happy for them. It has been their dream for quite awhile to have that job.  It's definitely not going to be an easy one, but well worth it.  I spent the majority of the week painting and sewing.  We got the kids' rooms completed...and they look pretty good!&lt;br /&gt;Although I love my family dearly, I am beginning to feel like I don't fit in anymore.  My oldest sister has four children.  My next oldest sister just informed me she is pregnant with their third child.  And my younger sister is due with her first sometime soon.  As much as I want to be happy for them...it's really hard.  There are now 8 children between my three sisters.  I often feel like by the time Mark and I have kids (if that ever happens), that our children will just be forgotten in the midst of all the rest.  I feel like I have nothing in common with any of my sisters anymore.  All they ever talk about is their children (and I understand that), but it makes me feel like I don't fit in, like there's something wrong with me.  I don't know what God is doing in us, and why He has chosen me for this...but I do know He has a plan and it will be good.  But it doesn't make it any easier.  We often have to suffer in order to become stronger.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of children, our adoption plans have been put on hold for a couple of months...but for good reasons.  God recently made it clear that His plans are for us to move back to Oklahoma soon.  Mark recently got hired as the full-time music minister at FBC Prague, Oklahoma.  We are very excited at this new opportunity to minister, but it is a little overwhelming for me.  I have a hard time with change, and it usually takes me a few months to adjust.  It seems like it all happened so fast! Now I am getting ready to pack up all our stuff and move back to Oklahoma (the one place we always said we would probably never go back to, ha).  God sure does have a sense of humor and plans that are way beyond anything we would ever imagine on our own.  I really am looking forward to Oklahoma.  Life was always much more simple there.  It's a slower paced life and the one thing I will never forget about Oklahoma is how loving the people are!  Right now our plans are to move over Labor Day weekend, but we do not yet have a place to live.  We will be staying with some people from the church until we can find a place of our own.  Because of that, we can't go any further with the adoption process right now.  The next step was to get a homestudy done, and we have to get a new homestudy every time we move.  They are not exactly cheap, so we need to wait until we move somewhere permanently.  Please pray that we will find a home that we will be comfortable in and that will meet our needs.  Prague is a very small town, so there are not exactly a lot of options, but I know God has something great in store.  We just have to be patient and wait...our life is full of waiting.  Another decision we are trying to make is how Mark will finish his schooling.  He is almost halfway done with his Master's Degree, and it's not something he is going to quit.  We have a few options as to how he will finish once we move to Oklahoma, but we have to weigh the pros and cons.  Please pray for us as we have many changes and unknowns that lie ahead.  We are excited about the new opportunities!&lt;br /&gt;On a last note...I really am going to miss Louisville!  We have only been here for a year, but I have really grown to love this city! It's definitely my favorite city that I've ever lived in and I think it's a wonderful city to raise a family in, but hopefully we will be raising a family in Oklahoma sometime soon.  It's going to be quite a change going from this large city to Prague, but we will adjust...slowly:)&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-8576368975327254544?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/8576368975327254544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-for-update.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/8576368975327254544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/8576368975327254544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/08/time-for-update.html' title='Time for an Update!'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-3940066118635675336</id><published>2009-07-03T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T22:58:43.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy month of June</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well June has been a crazy month to say the least, and I'm sad to see it go.  Here's a little glimpse of the month in review:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-June 1st: finished moving into our new duplex, which I will post pictures of at some point&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-June 5-8: our friends from Oklahoma, John and Brenda, visited us for a few days&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-June 13-20: my parents, brother, and oldest niece and nephew came to visit, which was the most wonderful week ever!  There was never a dull moment and I'm pretty sure we did just about everything there is to do in Louisville that week...including a whole day at Six Flags on one of the hottest days of the year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-June 16: our 3 year wedding anniversary!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-June 28-30: my wonderful friend Jamie and her son Grant came to visit from Michigan!  We had a great time!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was a glimpse of the past month, not to mention our normal everyday work schedules and everything else.  Just a side note...we NEVER have visitors (except for Mark's parents who usually come to visit every once in awhile, which we enjoy).  In fact, we haven't had a single out of town visitor since we moved here a year ago.  But for some reason, we had 3 sets of visitors all in the same month!  I'm not gonna lie...it was wonderful to have visitor after visitor and I had the most wonderful time with everyone!  But maybe next year we could space our visitors out a little:)  I kind of got spoiled with all the visit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ors, and to be honest I have been feeling very lonely for the past several days.  Sadie was spoiled too...she misses all the extra attention from the kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for July, we don't really have any plans as of yet...other than to make some very big decisions regarding jobs, school, church, and adoption.  The whole adoption process has been on my mind a lot lately.  Our month of July started out with a meeting with another adoption agency.  We thought we had our minds set on domestic adoption, but after meeting with this other agency we are now seriously considering international adoption, particularly from the African country of Ethiopia.  I am so confused about what God wants us to do and how a young couple pursuing a career in ministry like ourselves is going to be able to afford the $20,000+ to bring our child home.  I know God has a perfect plan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but I constantly find myself very anxious about it all and I don't know how to calm my anxious thoughts.  Please pray for us as we continue to pursue God's will in this challenging time in our lives.  Also, I have decided that since most of my blog posts recently seem to be about our adoption process...I am going to start a separate blog that is dedicated purely to our adoption journey.  That way this blog can be devoted to our everyday lives, and if you care to read about our adoption journey and support us through it, you can read the new blog, which will be coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; soon!  Here are a couple pics from when my niece and nephew came to visit us along with my parents.&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/Sk7tKx7exjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KxiZWIRHAiA/s1600-h/62309+313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/Sk7tKx7exjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KxiZWIRHAiA/s320/62309+313.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354477776447391282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/Sk7umeOa-0I/AAAAAAAAADY/IPJ_ZIBlWTM/s1600-h/62309+323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/Sk7umeOa-0I/AAAAAAAAADY/IPJ_ZIBlWTM/s320/62309+323.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354479351706090306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-3940066118635675336?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/3940066118635675336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-month-of-june.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/3940066118635675336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/3940066118635675336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-month-of-june.html' title='Crazy month of June'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/Sk7tKx7exjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/KxiZWIRHAiA/s72-c/62309+313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-6327790318038174873</id><published>2009-06-22T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T18:13:21.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"WAIT"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;June has been a super busy month and I probably have a lot to update you about...but for now I'd just like to leave you with this poem. I came across it in a book I was recently reading and it really touched my heart.  If you ever wonder why God makes us wait so much, read this poem!  It is the story of my life right now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;"Wait" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;by Russell Kelfer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Desperately,        helplessly, longingly, I cried;&lt;br /&gt;    Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.&lt;br /&gt;    I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate . . .&lt;br /&gt;    And the Master so gently said, "Wait."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"Wait?        you say wait?" my indignant reply.&lt;br /&gt;    "Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!&lt;br /&gt;    Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?&lt;br /&gt;    By faith I have asked, and I'm claiming your Word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"My        future and all to which I relate&lt;br /&gt;    Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?&lt;br /&gt;    I'm needing a 'yes', a go-ahead sign,&lt;br /&gt;    Or even a 'no' to which I can resign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"You        promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,&lt;br /&gt;    We need but to ask, and we shall receive.&lt;br /&gt;    And Lord I've been asking, and this is my cry:&lt;br /&gt;    I'm weary of asking! I need a reply."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Then        quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,&lt;br /&gt;    As my Master replied again, "Wait."&lt;br /&gt;    So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,&lt;br /&gt;    And grumbled to God, "So, I'm waiting for what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;He        seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine&lt;br /&gt;    and He tenderly said, "I could give you a sign.&lt;br /&gt;    I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.&lt;br /&gt;    I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"I        could give all you seek and pleased you would be.&lt;br /&gt;    You'd have what you want, but you wouldn't know Me.&lt;br /&gt;    You'd not know the depth of my love for each saint.&lt;br /&gt;    You'd not know the power that I give to the faint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"You'd        not learn to see through clouds of despair;&lt;br /&gt;    You'd not learn to trust just by knowing I'm there.&lt;br /&gt;    You'd not know the joy of resting in Me&lt;br /&gt;    When darkness and silence are all you can see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"You'd        never experience the fullness of love&lt;br /&gt;    When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.&lt;br /&gt;    You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,&lt;br /&gt;    But you'd not know the depth of the beat of My heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"The        glow of my comfort late into the night,&lt;br /&gt;    The faith that I give when you walk without sight.&lt;br /&gt;    The depth that's beyond getting just what you ask&lt;br /&gt;    From an infinite God who makes what you have last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"You'd        never know, should your pain quickly flee,&lt;br /&gt;    What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.&lt;br /&gt;    Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,&lt;br /&gt;    But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I'm doing in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"So,                    be silent, my child, and in time you will see&lt;br /&gt;               That the greatest of gifts is to truly know me.&lt;br /&gt;               And though oft My answers seem terribly late,&lt;br /&gt;               My most precious answer of all is still . . . Wait."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-6327790318038174873?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6327790318038174873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6327790318038174873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6327790318038174873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait.html' title='&quot;WAIT&quot;'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-939413304375501109</id><published>2009-05-20T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T19:07:51.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cartoon with a Different Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/ShStlhgL5PI/AAAAAAAAADA/71KPjU06omg/s1600-h/adoption_cartoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 372px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/ShStlhgL5PI/AAAAAAAAADA/71KPjU06omg/s400/adoption_cartoon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338082318501012722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I think this cartoon is great!  A friend of ours who adopted overseas showed me this cartoon on someone else's blog, and I just h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ad to use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So often, people seem to think that adoption is to be considered only as a last resort to infertility.  Yes, if we had been able to conceive right away, we probably would not be pursuing adoption right now.  However, it is definitely not a last resort for us. There are probably several more tests and procedures we could have done in relation to our infertility, but we have chosen not to be those people who spen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d endless years and amounts of money trying to figure out our infertility.  So far, Mark and I have no answers as to why we can't conceive other than that it's not God's will at this time. That is all the answer I need right now.  No, it's not easy...and many days I wish that someone would tell me the reason for our infertility, but right now I am ok with not knowing.  It gives me hope for the future...and I believe that if God wants us to conceive, it will happen in His time.  However, that does not mean that I don't still struggle with it and that I don't still get teary-eyed at the thought that I may never experience a child growing inside me.  But I can't imagine going through this struggle without knowing G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;od and having faith in Him!  I recently finished reading a book called "A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dopted for Life" by Dr. Russell Moore.  It is absolutely amazing!  Even if you have never considered adoption, I would definitely recommend it!  It is also a great read for those who have close family members and friends who have adopted o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;r are going through the process.  It will gi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ve you a fresh outlook on adoption, and also does a great job relating it to our adoption in Christ.  It brought many &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tears to my eyes as I was reading.  It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a quick and easy read, so ple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ase read it if you have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; the slightest i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nterest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/ShS2pxDbSmI/AAAAAAAAADI/oTAkE_Wx_2I/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/ShS2pxDbSmI/AAAAAAAAADI/oTAkE_Wx_2I/s320/book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338092286999480930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-939413304375501109?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/939413304375501109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/05/cartoon-with-different-perspective.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/939413304375501109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/939413304375501109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/05/cartoon-with-different-perspective.html' title='A Cartoon with a Different Perspective'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/ShStlhgL5PI/AAAAAAAAADA/71KPjU06omg/s72-c/adoption_cartoon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-675779099669777937</id><published>2009-05-13T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:19:40.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, Decisions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For those of you who keep up with my blog, I wanted to give a quick update.  Mark recently finished his first year of seminary last week! I am so proud of him, and he is definitely ready for a little break.  Currently, we are praying about God's will for our lives.  We are not sure whether to keep pursuing school right now, and we are praying about job situations and children.  If you haven't yet heard, we have decided to pursue adoption!  It is exciting, yet a little scary, and there are many unknowns.  I am trying to find peace in knowing that God already has a child for us and we just need to trust Him. We would really appreciate your prayers through this continued journey.  Yesterday, we drove to Indianapolis and had an orientation meeting with Baptist Children's Home. They do mostly infant adoptions, which is what we are interested in.  It was a great meeting. We got a lot of good information and a formal application to fill out if we decide to move forward with it.  The first major step in the process after filling out the application is to have a homestudy.  We cannot get that done until we first decide what we are going to do with our lives.  We need to know that we are going to stay somewhere for at least a year before we decide to have a homestudy done.  It can be very expensive, and if we move out of state we will have to have another one done and will have to pay for it all over.  As you can see...we have many important decisions coming up!  However, we really want to spend a lot of time in prayer and make sure that we don't make any hasty decisions, and that whatever we decide is God's will.  We will be looking into a few other adoption agencies before we make a decision about which one to go with.  We also have the option of international adoption as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our lease is ending in just a couple of weeks...May 31st, and we really don't know whether to renew it for another year.  We can either do a year long lease or a semester lease.  A semester lease is more expensive, but it might be worth it since there is so much up in the air right now.  I do like our apartment and the fact that there are many beautiful places to walk near our apartment, but since we are unsure about Mark's schooling, and we currently live on campus...it makes the decision a difficult one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My parents are coming to visit us in mid-June, and they are also bringing my oldest niece and nephew, Joci and Tyson.  They will be camping in the area for a week and enjoying the many wonderful things there are to do in Louisville and the surrounding areas.  I am so excited to see them!  We also have some friends from Oklahoma coming to visit the first weekend in June, and Mark's uncle from Oklahoma will be here for a day in mid-June. We never have visitors from out of state...but now they are all coming at once!  June will be a busy month, and it's also our 3 year anniversary!  We are looking forward to a great summer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-675779099669777937?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/675779099669777937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisions-decisions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/675779099669777937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/675779099669777937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/05/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, Decisions...'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-6370725284862936380</id><published>2009-04-26T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:52:44.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God, give us clarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In one more week, Mark will be finished with his first year of seminary.  We have been praying A LOT about what God wants us to do after that.  We really feel that school is not what we are supposed to be doing right now.  Mark has been in school full-time for all 3 years of our marriage.  He has grown a whole lot and has gained a wealth of knowledge, but it doesn't take a Master's degree to be able to serve the Lord.  Mark has a huge passion for serving the Lord through worship in music, and he does an amazing job.  We both feel that we can best be used in a full-time ministry setting right now, but we are not sure if that is God's will right now.  We have been praying for complete clarity in our lives...that God will make His will so clear that there will not be a single doubt in our minds.  I pray that God will put the answer right in front of our faces so that we can't possibly miss it.  Until He makes that clear, we will keep doing what we are doing...trying to make the most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, for other news in our lives...one week ago we filled out and mailed in an application for adoption through Baptist Children's Home.  That was a HUGE step for us!  We have had the application for about 6 months, but have never felt it was the right time to mail it in.  Last week, we felt it was time.  We have decided to stop "trying" to conceive.  If it happens, we will be thrilled beyond belief, but we are not going to do anymore fertility testing or procedures.  As far as we know, we can't have kids...but God is bigger than that, and I have no doubt we will be parents soon, whether by adoption or by natural birth.  For now, we are pursuing adoption.  We feel that is the next step to take.  We mailed the forms in on Monday, and got a phone call from BCH on Friday to set up a time to come for an orientation/interview.  We do not yet have a date set for that, but it will probably be within the next few weeks.  Once we have that meeting, we will know a lot more.  What we have been told is that it can be a 2-3 year process.  I have been praying that if it is God's will for us to adopt, that he will give us a child who will be the perfect fit for our family.  I also pray that He will give us patience and peace during the process. It can be a long, emotional process.  Adoption is expensive, but I believe that if it is truly God's will, He will provide the finances.  I pray daily for our future children.  Whether we adopt them or God decides to allow us to conceive, they will be OUR children.  It doesn't matter their nationality or skin color or whether they look anything like me.  If we adopt, that child will be ours and I can't wait to raise him/her in the ways of the Lord!  I know God has a child/children out there for us, and when I finally do get to hold that child in my arms...it will be all the more special because of all we have been through in the process.  I can't wait to hold my baby and know that God created that child for me, so that Mark and I can raise him/her to follow in the ways of the Lord. One day...I will be a mom!  And as mother's day approaches, for those of you who are mothers, I hope you know how blessed you are...and I hope you remember all those "mothers" who have empty arms because God has not yet chosen to give them that blessing.  I know that God has great things in store.  "I will not quit. By God's grace, I can do it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-6370725284862936380?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/6370725284862936380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-give-us-clarity.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6370725284862936380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/6370725284862936380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-give-us-clarity.html' title='God, give us clarity'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-7625989244470391292</id><published>2009-04-08T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T11:13:00.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>For those of you who read this...I'd like to know:) I don't know that very many people read my blog or are interested in reading it, but I'd love to know if you do. I just realized that it has been about a month since I last wrote something, so I thought I'd just write a quick update for those of you who actually read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has been crazy...and extremely hard!  Mark started  working at UPS about 6 weeks ago and we have had to adjust to a new schedule.  He goes to bed by 9pm at the latest, then wakes up at 3am to be at UPS from 4am-9am.  He then comes home for 20 minutes, changes his clothes and heads  to his second job at BestBuy from 10am to 3pm.  This happens every day M-F, not to mention that he goes to class on Monday and Thursday evenings.  For now, he does have the weekends free, for which we are extremely grateful, but his schedule is not exactly ideal. I am so proud of Mark for all his hard work and thankful for what he does for our family.  I recently started a new nanny job for two boys ages 1 and 4.  It's about 20 hours a week, and I also have several other babysitting/odd jobs.  More than anything, I would love to be a stay at home mom, but apparently that is not God's plan for me right now.  I am having a hard time accepting that, but I will get there.  We recently have spent a good amount of money on several infertility tests and procedures, but to no avail.  I think we are done with anymore infertility procedures right now.  I guess that  our desires are not God's desires at the moment.  I know that is easy to write in a blog...but really finding contentment in the fact that God doesn't want us to have children right now is extremely hard to accept.  The past month has been a huge struggle for me.  Emotionally, I am completely worn out.  My dad and oldest sister drove through the night last week to come get me in Louisville and bring me back to Michigan for a week so that I could have a break from the emotions and stresses of life right now.  I am grateful for my family and their willingness to help me through this difficult time.  Right now I am in Traverse City, MI spending time with my two older sisters and their children (and my parents) at the Great Wolf Lodge.  It is a nice change in pace from my normal, every day life.  I don't get to see my family very often since we live 6 hours away, so it has been nice to spend time with them this past week.  Mark is still at home in KY because of work, and while I am enjoying my time in MI, I am really missing him.  Next week it's back to "normal" life again...although I'm not sure there really is such a thing as normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's a quick update on life here.  Sorry I don't have anything profound to write at the moment, but thanks for checking in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-7625989244470391292?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7625989244470391292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/04/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7625989244470391292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7625989244470391292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/04/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-946899410744958931</id><published>2009-03-11T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:00:01.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Better or For Worse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When Mark and I said our wedding vows almost three years ago, I had no idea what God had in store for us or how I would have to live up to the "for better or for worse" part of our vows.  I can honestly say that we have definitely lived our share of the "for worse" part of our vows in the past year.  It seems like there has been one bad thing after another, and every time I feel like things may be looking up, something happens to bring me back down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The other day I was spending some time with God and this was the quote in my devotional that day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Discipleship is the call to Calvary, first and foremost to receive the forgiveness and salvation provided by God's great love.  But we are never to remain solely as forgiven penitents.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;We are called to grow as God's sons and daughters, to serve as His faithful stewards, to learn as His devoted disciples.  And all of that growth, service, and learning is most practically processed not by the way we handle life's blessings, but by the way we live through its bad days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; - Jack Hayford&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Wow!  That hit me like a brick!  God is testing me right now...He wants to see my faithfulness and devotion to Him by how I can live through these hard times.  He wants me to grow from these trials and to place my trust in His sovereign plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Matthew 11:28 "Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-946899410744958931?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/946899410744958931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-better-or-for-worse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/946899410744958931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/946899410744958931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-better-or-for-worse.html' title='For Better or For Worse'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-2202889960464136486</id><published>2009-02-27T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:17:38.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something to Pray About</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today I began filling out forms for something I never really imagined myself doing.  They are forms for adoption.  No, not forms for adopting a dog (although I have done that as well), but forms to adopt a child.  I guess word has gotten out that Mark and I have struggled with infertility for quite awhile now.  We have kept pretty quiet about it because I feel it is a rather private part of our marriage, and most people just don't understand when you tell them you are struggling with infertility.  Mark and I have been married for almost 3 years now.  Yes, we have had more than our share of struggles, bad decisions, good times and bad times, but God has blessed us and we are trying our best to have a marriage that glorifies Him.  We have always known we want to have children, and we wanted to have them young.  We have tried for almost two years now, and have recently been through several infertility tests.  Truth is, it will be difficult for us to conceive a child.  You will never understand the pain this brings to our hearts unless you have been through it.  I think it's safe to say that infertility is one of the hardest things any married couple may ever have to go through.  It seems like every week I find out that another one of my friends or family members is pregnant.  I have spent many days in tears and constantly cried out to God, wondering why everyone I know is having children, but we can't.  Sometimes it's hard working in the nursery or listening to people brag about their kids.  I watch Mark with other children and think to myself, "what a wonderful father he would make."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Recently, I believe God has opened my heart and Mark's as well to the opportunity of adoption.  I am not willing to be one of those people who puts themselves through several painful and emotional infertility procedures, and tens of thousands of dollars in debt, only to never conceive a child.  I truly feel that if God wants us to conceive a child of our own, then He will allow it to happen without all those medical interventions.  I am starting to feel that perhaps it is God's will for us to adopt, but that doesn't necessarily make it any easier.  Yes, we are still young, but adoption is a long process.  Usually 2-3 years, and it can be very costly.  For the past couple of weeks, I have been praying that if it is God's will for us to adopt, then He will give us the perfect child for our family, and He will provide every penny for the cost of the adoption.  I also continue to pray that God will help us to conceive a child of our own, but if it is not His will, I pray that God will give me contentment in that.  God calls us to take care of widows and orphans, and my eyes have recently been opened to the ministry opportunities that can bring.  I now believe that even if God does bless us with children of our own, I would still want to adopt a child one day.  Mark and I would greatly appreciate your prayers regarding these things.  It is a daily struggle and a very emotional process...but deep down in my heart I know God has a perfect plan for our family, and I believe He will give us children, whether it is naturally, through adoption, or both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-2202889960464136486?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/2202889960464136486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-pray-about.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/2202889960464136486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/2202889960464136486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/02/something-to-pray-about.html' title='Something to Pray About'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-5673553389513245929</id><published>2009-02-13T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T07:15:24.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The TV Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the first two years of our marriage, Mark and I lived on campus at Oklahoma Baptist University while he finished his undergrad.  Living on campus was wonderful in the sense that we both worked on campus and hardly ever used our car.  We were also given the luxury of having free internet and cable TV.  I never had cable tv growing up...in fact, my parents never even owned a VCR or DVD player until after I was in college.  We hardly ever watched tv when I was a kid, but I don't think I missed out on anything.  I loved to play games and be creative. Having 3 sisters was fun, and there was hardly ever a dull moment!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that to say...when we were suddenly given free cable tv after I got married, I was excited!  I LOVE watching HGTV and TLC.  Those are two of my favorite channels, and I could watch them all day...and I pretty much did.  I would watch tv for my hour lunch break, and as soon as I got home from work at 5pm, the tv would be on for the rest of the night until we went to bed.  Between my love for TLC and HGTV and Mark's love of ESPN, the tv was ALWAYS on!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We never realized it at the time, but our tv watching habits were slowly eating away at our marriage.  We thought we were spending time together sitting on the couch watching tv, but almost two years into our marriage we realized that we really went wrong in that part of our lives.  We hardly ever sat down at the table to have dinner and we rarely had serious conversations or even asked eachother how the day was.  I definitely don't blame all of our failures in our marriage on bad tv habits, but it was definitely a big part of things we did wrong.  Few of you know the details about the hardships Mark and I have faced in our marriage since about a year ago.  While it's not necessary to share those details, I will say that we have been through the fire more than our share of times and have dealt with hardships most people shouldn't have to face this early in their marriage.  We slowly realized that a lot of problems stemmed from a lack of good communication early on...and I think a lot of that can be contributed to watching tv for 7 hours a day.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After being homeless and jobless for the summer, we moved to Louisville, KY, where we vouged to make some major changes in our habits.  The first thing we promised to do was not to get cable tv.  It was hard at first, but oh what a world of difference it has made!  While our schedules are crazier than ever, it seems like we actually have more time together because we hardly ever watch tv.  We love taking walks and going to the park.  While money is tight, we don't eat out a lot or do many activities that cost money...but there are tons of things we can do together that cost very little.  I can honestly say that our marriage is better than ever now...we have made a lot of changes (aside from the tv change).  That doesn't mean we don't have hardships, but we have better equipped ourselves to handle them and to trust the Lord in what He is doing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO...after saying all that, we just found out last night that next month we will be getting free cable TV in our apartment on campus at Southern Baptist Seminary!  It was exciting when we first heard that, but then we stopped to think about it and realized how much better our lives are without tv.  It will be hard, but we are going to try our best not to fall back into those bad habits.  I think it's just another test God is throwing our way.  FREE cable...what do we do?  If tv is a struggle in your life, I encourage you to take some time away from it and see what a difference it can make.  If you have fun things you enjoy doing that don't cost a lot of money, I'd love to hear about it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-5673553389513245929?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/5673553389513245929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/02/tv-dilemma.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/5673553389513245929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/5673553389513245929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/02/tv-dilemma.html' title='The TV Dilemma'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-700869966013908271</id><published>2009-02-10T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T11:11:01.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends...who are they really?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know it has been a couple months since I have written anything on here, but most people probably didn't notice since there are not many people who know about our blog yet.  I am hoping for it to be a place where I can write my thoughts day to day and get some feedback from people.  I love reading blogs of friends.  I find it a great encouragement and love reading the thoughts of other people.  If you enjoy reading blogs or want to keep up with our lives, please read and please give me feedback!  I love to hear comments and truth...plus it encourages me to keep writing if I know people are reading.&lt;br /&gt;I recently took a break from facebook (I think it was at least a couple months that I went without it).  Some of you may find that hard to imagine because you practically live on facebook.  That's what I thought too, but I found my facebook break to be a much needed release for my life.  While yes, it is a wonderful way to keep in contact with old friends, I was feeling it to be a very impersonal way of having "friendships".  Plus, the news/mini-feed on facebook seems to tell you everything about your "friends" before you decide you even want to hear it.  There were times I logged onto facebook and read things that maybe I didn't want to find out by a facebook newsfeed.  I feel blogging is a good solution to all of that because you don't have to read my blog if you don't want to.  If you go to my blog, it is because you purposely and intentionally want to read it...not because you signed onto fb to say hi to a friend and found out a million facts about several other people in the meantime.  In saying all that, I am back on facebook, but mostly because there are a few friends I really miss keeping in contact with.  For now, I will give facebook a second chance.  We will see how long it lasts.  However, I must say that sometimes I truly miss the days of receiving letters in the mail or having a nice phone conversation with an old friend.  Most of that has been replaced with email, facebook, and texting.  Isn't it weird how you can have so many friends these days, but you never physically have to speak a word to them?  What makes you consider a friend a friend?  Is it because they are your friend on facebook, because you spoke to them once a couple years ago?  I really would like to know...what makes you consider a person your friend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-700869966013908271?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/700869966013908271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/02/friendswho-are-they-really.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/700869966013908271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/700869966013908271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2009/02/friendswho-are-they-really.html' title='Friends...who are they really?'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-7318810433713686105</id><published>2008-11-28T20:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T20:45:48.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seminarian Dilemma</title><content type='html'>The seminary life is unique.  Once people find out you are from the seminary it seems as though you are instantly tagged.  I'm still trying to figure out if it is good or bad.  Either way I don't like it, Cassie and I don't like it.  In our church we have had to break the tag by letting people know what we are really like.  So the ascetic of being a seminary student to the community isn't always a welcomed ascetic.  I struggle with still being in school.  Often I wish we could lead more "normal" lives (a life without being in school).  But then again, what is normal.   Part of being in seminary requires a constant view of the future while maintaining a handle on the present reality.  Is it right to think in terms of "when I finally get my masters degree" or is it right to think "I'll do whatever is best for our family (Cassie and I) no matter how long seminary takes and whatever happens after seminary happens after seminary"?  This is a big dilemma.  Do you rush through school just to "get done on time" no matter what the 2 or 3 year sacrifice is, or do you sacrifice nothing and put the degree after family, friends, and lifestyle?  So that is my question.  What is really important in life?  Does the end justify the means?   Let me know what you think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-7318810433713686105?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/7318810433713686105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7318810433713686105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/7318810433713686105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='The Seminarian Dilemma'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-1511688593938962280</id><published>2008-11-26T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T09:08:07.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving - A Family Tradition?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This Thanksgiving has proven to be the hardest holiday decision for Mark and me thus far.  We both grew up in homes where we always spent Thanksgiving with family, however, this year we were struggling with that decision.  Our original plan was to go to MI and spend time with my family, since we don't see them often...but when Mark got a new job and had to work the day after Thanksgiving, we had to change our plans.  Two different families where we live invited us over for Thanksgiving dinner.  I thought it was a great opportunity to get to know people better, since we haven't lived in Louisville very long.  Mark is always saying that we need to get out and meet people.  I was excited about the possibility of spending the holiday with new friends, but Mark was still stuck on the family tradition.  Since his family only lives 2 hours away, we knew we could drive up and spend the day with them.  Thus the dilemma.  It's not that we didn't want to spend time with family, it's just that we were stuck between tradition and new opportunity.  Family is important, but it's also really important for us to make new friends, and since we are our own family now...we also want to make our own traditions.  In the end, we decided to spend the day with Mark's family.  There really was no rhyme or reason to the decision, I think it was just the easiest thing to do since we couldn't decide.  However, Mark and I both agree now that traditions don't have to stay traditions, and as our own separate family unit, we can make new traditions and do things that perhaps are out of the ordinary from what we were used to growning up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-1511688593938962280?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/1511688593938962280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-family-tradition.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/1511688593938962280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/1511688593938962280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-family-tradition.html' title='Thanksgiving - A Family Tradition?'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739237771158944787.post-4565436951199632127</id><published>2008-11-16T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T20:59:33.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's in a Name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just started this blog today, and put a lot of thought into what I should name it.  I wanted to name it something catchy, but something that had meaning as well.  I came up with this because, if you haven't figured it out yet, it includes our last name, but also has a good meaning behind it.  The term "Endearing" means "charming, lovable, sweet, engaging, tending to make dear or beloved." I liked the meaning, and I changed the spelling of "Endearing" to "Endeering" so that it includes our last name:)  Thus, I think it's a pretty good title for our blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;For the most part, I (Cassie) will probably be the one writing most of the posts and keeping this blog updated, but I'm sure Mark will add his thoughts when he has the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please pass it on to family and friends who may be interested, and let us know your thoughts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4739237771158944787-4565436951199632127?l=markandcassie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/feeds/4565436951199632127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-in-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/4565436951199632127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4739237771158944787/posts/default/4565436951199632127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://markandcassie.blogspot.com/2008/11/whats-in-name.html' title='What&apos;s in a Name?'/><author><name>Mark.and.Cassie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='29' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mMmCsip1ceQ/SaYMBRHlESI/AAAAAAAAACI/meCo9Wtz15o/S220/Picture1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
