<?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-21285740</id><updated>2012-01-23T16:27:00.259-08:00</updated><category term='lip balm'/><category term='Dallas Symphony Orchestra'/><category term='Wholistic'/><category term='Burt&apos;s Bees'/><category term='Forever 21'/><category term='giveaway'/><category term='Havaianas'/><category term='Favorite Things'/><category term='Rite of Spring'/><category term='music'/><category term='Jamba Juice'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='Julie&apos;s Organics'/><category term='Asian food'/><category term='Garden of Life'/><category term='Chiropractor'/><category term='wellness'/><category term='health'/><category term='Origins'/><category term='The Mint'/><category term='blog designs'/><title type='text'>the abundant life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-5464725284957268330</id><published>2011-10-03T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:39:46.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Real Life</title><content type='html'>Ha! Fooled ya. I bet you thought I wasn't going to ever blog again. Man, I am so sneaky. And ya'll are so gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have decided to do a "This-is-real-life" segment for the ole blog today. I'm not much of a blog stalker (mainly because I don't even have enough time to write MY blog, much less keep up with someone else's... geesh), but the blog entries that seem to be my favorite is when someone just tells what they did that day. I don't know why. I suppose it is just so crazy to me to think that there are BILLIONS of people out there, living their own lives, doing their own thing, dealing with their own problems, making their own memories. I just think it's kinda cool. So, I would like to go ahead a warn you that what you are about to witness is nothing short of insignificant and uninspiring... and I kinda like that. Cause this is just real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 am - my alarm goes off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:35 am - Clay snoozes my alarm (I'm a heavy sleeper, what can I say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 am - get up, shower, and all that jazz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For breakfast I eat:&lt;br /&gt;A piece of Ezekiel bread with peanut butter and honey on it&lt;br /&gt;A scrumtrulecent smoothie made by the hubs (those 7 years working at Bahama Bucks really paid off)&lt;br /&gt;A big bag of vitamins. Yum-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the door around 7:20 am (5 minutes later than I should. And believe me, it makes a difference) Watch some lady in front of me hit the curb while trying to get on 121 because she's texting and driving. DON'T DO IT PEOPLE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:59 am - get to work (whoa... that was close)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 am - 11 ish - I want to put my head through a wall. Trying to remember the message I heard at church this weekend. "Pray about EVERYTHING... don't worry... deep breaths..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00 pm - snack on some plantain chips. Oo, so delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00 pm - LUNCH - a delicious and nutritious protein bar and a bag o' vitamins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:30 pm - clay boards a plane for North Carolina. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:30 pm - high tail it home to the Bizzie dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrKOMQ4QknQ/Top_cl9D0KI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UkU9F2IodzQ/s1600/IMG_0991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrKOMQ4QknQ/Top_cl9D0KI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UkU9F2IodzQ/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:30 pm - have a &lt;a href="http://www.parkerhealthsolutions.com/item.asp?productid=60"&gt;greens&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.parkerhealthsolutions.com/item.asp?productid=59"&gt;protein&lt;/a&gt; shake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:30 pm - &lt;a href="http://www.campgladiatordallas.com/"&gt;CAMP GLADIATOR&lt;/a&gt;!!! WOO HOO!!! Feeling like I might die. (forgot my water... well, crap)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30 pm - drop off the red box movie I've had at my house for a week. Ugh. Head to Target for a few groceries. I buy: grapes, bananas, 1 green bell pepper, 1 avocado, 1 zucchini, a box of cereal, Szechuan green beans (i dunno, it sounded good), feta cheese, and a bag of candy corn of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30 pm - get home, have another shake and half of a pbj sandwich while listening to Pandora. Mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:00 pm - shower, take the Biz out to potty, brush my teeth and get in bed EARLY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30 pm&amp;nbsp; - decide to blog. So much for gettin' some early shut-eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's real life people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-5464725284957268330?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5464725284957268330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=5464725284957268330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5464725284957268330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5464725284957268330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/10/this-is-real-life.html' title='This is Real Life'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrKOMQ4QknQ/Top_cl9D0KI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UkU9F2IodzQ/s72-c/IMG_0991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-276216265064818054</id><published>2011-08-20T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T16:24:05.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge.</title><content type='html'>Almost 16 months ago, Clay and I decided we were ready to start building a family that includes human children and not just this furry black thing sitting on the floor at my feet. Obviously, that "plan" didn't exactly happen the way we thought it would. I remember the conversation that Clay and I had outside of Quiznos over sub sandwiches about how excited we were and how it would probably only be a couple months before I'd be announcing to the world we were expecting. I was thinking how great it would be if I could get pregnant before the summer was over to avoid the heat (and still look ok in a swimsuit-HA!), have the baby in the winter and have just enough time to get back in shape for the following summer!! Hilarious. Anyway, after those plans were shot, we decided that we would get "checked out" by the doctor after a year. (Besides that, Clay was in between jobs at the time and we had to wait for his new insurance to kick it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I understood half of what she said to me, but all I know is that she said I am not ovulating consistently. I DO understand that is an absolute must when trying to get pregnant. And between something like that and Clay's travel schedule for work, it can cause a problem. There are blood tests that will need to be run to check my hormone levels and such to determine why exactly this may be happening, which I will go back to do sometime in the next week or two. Clay is currently being interviewed for a possible position that he will not have to travel for (PRAYERS PLEASE!). So, we are making some steps forward. On some level, I have to admit, I was a bit relieved. I guess just to know SOMETHING. Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know. More waiting. I think after that visit I have really settled in for the long haul. I have several patients that come in the office that did not have their first child til their late 30's or even early 40's!! One girl struggled with infertility for 12 years. 12 YEARS!!! The OBGYN offered different options beyond the blood tests, from Clomid to in vitro. She wasn't pushy at all, but simply putting those options on the table for me to think about, while assuring me that they have been extremely successful with a lot of their infertility cases. I don't know what I'll do. All I can say is that right now I still want to wait. I am all for modern medicine and I think it can be a great tool, but for whatever reason I feel like it's not time for that yet. The Lord keeps reminding me of so many women in the Bible who waited, just like me. Elizabeth, Hannah, Sarah... all waited. Even when some of them lost hope, He STILL granted them the desires of their heart and brought them a child. That's crazy love. So, anyway... that's the latest. Not the worst news. It is what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I will have the honor of participating in a prayer vigil for some pretty special kids in Africa. We have two different organizations from our church that are going to bat for these children in every way imaginable. An orphanage in Rwanda and a children's home in Ghana. In one of Jesus' parables (Matthew 25:23) He talks about being a good steward with whatever the Lord has given you so that He can say, "Well done, my good and faithful servant. You have been faithful in handling this small amount, so now I will give you many more responsibilities. Let's celebrate together!" I keep hearing the Lord say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here, I need you to do this for this child"&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to pray for these kids"&lt;br /&gt;"I want you to love this one right now"&lt;br /&gt;"There is so much to do before it is your time. Be patient Beloved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that He ends with, "Let's celebrate." I love that. We are SO looking forward to the celebration, and in the meantime we will do our best to be good stewards with what He's put in front of us for the moment. Day by day. Whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-276216265064818054?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/276216265064818054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=276216265064818054' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/276216265064818054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/276216265064818054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/08/knowledge.html' title='Knowledge.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-2961174217944745465</id><published>2011-08-01T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T18:51:19.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Granola Bars</title><content type='html'>If you have a hard time finding the motivation to cook, I feel ya. So, I decided to make a Marshall's run to pick up a few new items to spruce up the ole dinner-makin' scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple new Calphalon knives (awesome. love them) - $9.99 &amp;amp; $15.99&lt;br /&gt;Bamboo cutting boards - 2 pack $9.99&lt;br /&gt;Cuisinart food processor (ok, ok, i didn't get this at Marshall's. I got it for Christmas, but it's SO AWESOME!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing what getting new knives can do for your i-don't-wanna-fix-dinner blues. Now all I wanna do is find stuff to cut up. And so, I've been doing a lot more cooking these days. Looking up recipes on foodnetwork.com and trying all sorts of new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest discovery, as of late, has been homemade granola bars. DE-LISH!! I took this recipe and made it my own, but this will give you the general idea. Try it. You'll love it. Your family will love it. And you will feel awesome about your culinary skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzhHLDWM-D8/TjdXLodaBII/AAAAAAAAAUI/Lwa2jJWtwV8/s1600/granola+bars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzhHLDWM-D8/TjdXLodaBII/AAAAAAAAAUI/Lwa2jJWtwV8/s320/granola+bars.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 class="kv-ingred"&gt;Ingredients&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;!--concordance-begin--&gt;   &lt;ul class="kv-ingred-list1"&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;Cooking spray &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 cup quick-cooking oats &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 cup bran &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="60 65" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/cereal/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/cereal/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;cereal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/4 cup &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="80 96" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/whole-wheat-flour/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/whole-wheat-flour/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;whole-wheat flour&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 cup walnut pieces &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1 1/2 cups coarsely chopped stemmed dried figs &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/2 cup nonfat dry milk &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/4 teaspoon ground ginger &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;1/4 cup honey &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="ingredient"&gt;2 large eggs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;!--concordance-end--&gt;   &lt;h2&gt;Directions&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="instructions"&gt;   &lt;div class="instruction"&gt; Preheat the oven to 350. Coat a 9-by-13-inch baking pan with &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="61 73" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/cooking-spray/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/cooking-spray/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;cooking spray&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;Place the oats, cereal, flour, &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="112 118" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/walnut/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/walnut/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;walnuts&lt;/a&gt;, figs, dry milk, &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="137 144" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/cinnamon/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/cinnamon/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="150 155" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/ginger/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/ginger/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;ginger&lt;/a&gt; in a &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="162 175" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/food-processor/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/food-processor/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;food processor&lt;/a&gt;; coarsely chop. &lt;br /&gt;Add the honey and eggs; &lt;a class="crosslink" debug="222 226" href="http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/pulse/index.html" onclick="s_objectID=&amp;quot;http://www.foodterms.com/encyclopedia/pulse/index.html_1&amp;quot;;return this.s_oc?this.s_oc(e):true"&gt;pulse&lt;/a&gt; until well combined. &lt;br /&gt;Transfer the mixture to the pan; spread evenly with your fingers. Bake until lightly browned around the edges, about 20 minutes. Cool in the pan for 15 minutes, then cut into 16 bars. Store in an airtight container at room temperature for up to 3 days, or wrap individually and freeze for up to 3 months. &lt;br /&gt;Photograph by Kana Okada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per bar: Calories 149; Fat 6 g (Saturated 1 g); Cholesterol 27 mg; Sodium 31 mg; Carbohydrate 22 g; Fiber 4 g; Protein 5 g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. got a good recipe??? Share the wealth!!!! Let's see what you got!!!&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/21285740-2961174217944745465?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2961174217944745465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=2961174217944745465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2961174217944745465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2961174217944745465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/08/homemade-granola-bars.html' title='Homemade Granola Bars'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fzhHLDWM-D8/TjdXLodaBII/AAAAAAAAAUI/Lwa2jJWtwV8/s72-c/granola+bars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-7015396575644772830</id><published>2011-07-22T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T12:54:23.315-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loved.</title><content type='html'>I love those moments when you suddenly get a bird's eye view of your life and see just how blessed you are. Last night would have to be one of those nights. We celebrated Colin Bachelor's 40th birthday at La Hacienda Ranch (best. fajitas. ever) with a large group of pretty amazing people. We were both honored and humbled to be invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of our friends who were in attendance last night are getting on a plane as I type this to head to Rwanda with the organization &lt;a href="http://hischase.org/blog/"&gt;His Chase&lt;/a&gt;. It's such an incredible story how this all came to be and I would encourage you to check it out. I am wishing I was on that plane headed to the other side of the world to love on some kiddos, but I am here. Here for a purpose. I know that. I went to Ghana, Africa in March of 2010 and never came back. You never really come back after something like that. And when people ask we when I'm going again, I always tell them the same thing, "as soon as God tells me to go and gives me the means to go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched all the people last night, talking, laughing, sharing life... I was just so overwhelmed with how loved I am. Not only by the people in that room, but by my God. How can He possibly love me enough to care whether or not I am surrounded by friends who love me like this? Why does He even bother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure as heck don't know, but I don't really care. I am just grateful. So grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, take a look around when you get a chance. It'll totally make your day. You are loved by so many... just imagine how much more by the Big Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.... I just love being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-7015396575644772830?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7015396575644772830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=7015396575644772830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/7015396575644772830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/7015396575644772830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/07/loved.html' title='Loved.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3104044415829154869</id><published>2011-06-30T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T21:38:57.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Julie&apos;s Organics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Favorite Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Origins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Havaianas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jamba Juice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever 21'/><title type='text'>Giveitaway, Giveitaway, Giveitaway Now!!</title><content type='html'>That's right Ladies and Gentlemen!! It's time for another GIVEAWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(crowd goes wild...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet again, I will be featuring some of my favorite things for the summer. How to win???? I'm so GLAD you asked!! Tell me what your favorite things are and WHY (some of you forgot to do this last time)... and I shall choose a winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will you choose a winner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welllllllll, it depends on the kind of mood I'm in. Get creative. Get crazy. BE HONEST. Be original. And most importantly, BEE Yourself. Ok, let's get crackin'!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.origins.com/product/3847/10772/Makeup/Daily-Essentials/Foundations/Nude-and-Improved/Bare-face-makeup-with-SPF-15-Sunscreen/index.tmpl"&gt;Origins Nude &amp;amp; Improved&lt;/a&gt; tinted moisturizer - I mean, this is THE perfect foundation-ish thing I have found. EVER. The last thing you want on a hot Texas summer day is to paint your face with an Elmer's glue type consistency of a foundation. This stuff is light, moisturizes AND... BONUS... Has SPF 15 Sunscreen built right in to help that beautiful mug of yours young lookin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvX_hJdcH4Q/Tg1CvhuDbZI/AAAAAAAAATk/8it5xqm5rQs/s1600/Origins_tntmoist" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvX_hJdcH4Q/Tg1CvhuDbZI/AAAAAAAAATk/8it5xqm5rQs/s320/Origins_tntmoist" width="284" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. &lt;a href="http://us.havaianas.com/womens-sandals/brazil.html"&gt;Havaianas flip-flops&lt;/a&gt; - These are nothing fancy and I can't really tell you why, but I love, love, LOVE these flip-flops! Simple, comfy, practical, and awesome. Yep... that's about it. (You can find these at Nordstrom Rack for about 50% off what you'd pay online, and don't worry, they come in tons of colors and styles.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m0lTdHvj7JQ/Tg1EUuuEPOI/AAAAAAAAATo/Iwt99fmFlDc/s1600/havaianas" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m0lTdHvj7JQ/Tg1EUuuEPOI/AAAAAAAAATo/Iwt99fmFlDc/s320/havaianas" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.jambajuice.com/"&gt;Jamba "freakin'" Juice&lt;/a&gt; - I seriously do not know how I would get through the blazing HOT summer days in Texas without the Jamba. There is nothing quite like a cold Mega Mango smoothie to quench your thirst. And it's a heckava lot better for ya than a milkshake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ujl21rJ_Utk/Tg1GR-bGYjI/AAAAAAAAATs/w3S-1QiWzcA/s1600/jamba" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="304" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ujl21rJ_Utk/Tg1GR-bGYjI/AAAAAAAAATs/w3S-1QiWzcA/s320/jamba" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.juliesorganic.com/"&gt;Julie's Organic&lt;/a&gt; Fudge Bars - While we're on the subject of food... these bars. are. amazing. Cold, creamy, delicious and at only 100 calories you can enjoy this treat GUILT FREE!!! These can be a little tricky to find, but oh-so-worth-it! Check out Sprouts, Whole Foods, and sometimes Kroger. They also make sorbet bars so you should definitely check those out as well (mango are my fav). SO. GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8eL1YuqS0U/Tg1Hb_lja-I/AAAAAAAAATw/V-fEZn-AjMA/s1600/fudgebar" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8eL1YuqS0U/Tg1Hb_lja-I/AAAAAAAAATw/V-fEZn-AjMA/s320/fudgebar" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/"&gt;Forever 21&lt;/a&gt; - Geez Louis, I don't know what I'd do without this place. THE perfect place to go get trendy, cute, and inexpensive clothing for the season. Be sure you have at least a couple hours to shop cause we all know this place is HUGE. It's freaking hot so I am ALL about the skirts. Check out how cute this stuff is!! LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhGNTCNI7Fo/Tg1Jn13vS1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/atmJyfSZFPI/s1600/lacedress" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KhGNTCNI7Fo/Tg1Jn13vS1I/AAAAAAAAAT0/atmJyfSZFPI/s320/lacedress" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sweet Lace Dress -$27.80 one of the more "expensive" items.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlUCj0wUXv8/Tg1K6TcNsOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/n2pCLCUI8oU/s1600/beltedskirt" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NlUCj0wUXv8/Tg1K6TcNsOI/AAAAAAAAAT4/n2pCLCUI8oU/s320/beltedskirt" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Belted Corduroy Skirt - $22.80&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yuMVTPZjVXM/Tg1LapCX-XI/AAAAAAAAAT8/OrFaZ1eEzRA/s1600/colorblkskirt" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yuMVTPZjVXM/Tg1LapCX-XI/AAAAAAAAAT8/OrFaZ1eEzRA/s320/colorblkskirt" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Colorblock Hem Linen Blend Skirt - $15.80&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vq2PNEZDhds/Tg1MF4lEyLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/MyqxdhB367Q/s1600/tank" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vq2PNEZDhds/Tg1MF4lEyLI/AAAAAAAAAUA/MyqxdhB367Q/s320/tank" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Floral Burnout Tank w/ Lace Bib - $15.80... what's up with the .80 thing??&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF-Xrhip38g/Tg1NqkFzc_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/cer0lkNUtko/s1600/fallslubcarni" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PF-Xrhip38g/Tg1NqkFzc_I/AAAAAAAAAUE/cer0lkNUtko/s320/fallslubcarni" width="262" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fall Slub Cardigan - $6.80 (I think I love this because it's called a "slub" cardigan... whatever that means)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Someone make me stop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there it is... a few of my favs. Now it's YOUR turn!! REMEMBER: The winner gets to choose one of my favorite things as their prize so GET TO TYPING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ j&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3104044415829154869?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3104044415829154869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3104044415829154869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3104044415829154869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3104044415829154869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/06/giveitaway-giveitaway-giveitaway-now.html' title='Giveitaway, Giveitaway, Giveitaway Now!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bvX_hJdcH4Q/Tg1CvhuDbZI/AAAAAAAAATk/8it5xqm5rQs/s72-c/Origins_tntmoist' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-8276871864089611457</id><published>2011-06-15T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T17:07:35.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ask &amp; You Shall Receive</title><content type='html'>There are simply too many things going on in my head to even begin to know what to blog about right now, but I have a few moments to myself and I haven't been here in a while. So, I'll be asking for a little bit of Grace as I allow whatever comes to mind to transfer to the keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned from Colombia a couple weeks ago. It was glorious. Beautiful. Different. Hot. Delicious. Sweet. Fun. Inviting. Touchy Feely. Lovely. Insightful. It's times like those you always look back on and say, "I can't believe I really did that!" Alas, another adventure the Lord has sent me on and I am grateful for the opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a planner. I know I've discussed this on some level, but I really want you to hear me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm. A planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like surprises. I want to know what is going to happen, when it's going to happen and how. I want to be ready. Prepared. For whatever it is. Whatever the situation. No matter what. And when those things don't happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a problem. Especially when you are familiar with the way the Lord prefers to do things. Now, I don't know if God springs things on ME simply because He knows I'll freak out and He's giving me the opportunity not to.... OR... does He do this with everyone??? Either way, the past year has been a year of failure... on my part. Because when you plan things, according to YOUR way without really asking God's opinion on the matter, you tend to make decisions that end up taking you through a cul-de-sac of disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you'd ONLY wait for me. I've got blessings so big, you can't even IMAGINE THEM!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to wrap your brain around that for a second......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was any kind of a Bible scholar, this would be the part where I quote the scripture where it says something about us not being able to fathom what He has in store for us. Feel free to help me out, if you're picking up what I'm layin' down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, all that planning and all that stress and all that panic... for nothing. Completely a waste of time. MY TIME! And I do NOT have time to waste because if you know anything about planners, we don't like to waste time. EFFICIENCY!! CONTROL!! QUICK!! GO!! NOW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good, maybe now I can get some work done around here. Why don't you just ask me for what you want, what you need?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well wh..... what?? Ask??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pullin' myself up by my own bootstraps here, Lord. I got this. I'll letcha know when I need ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when you put it like thaaaaat it sounds silly. But let's get serious. When was the last time you asked the Lord for what you need, much less what you WANT? When? And what did you ask him for? An A on a test? Get you to work on time? Keep you safe on a trip? Heal your friend's dad? Want a baby? Want a new job?&amp;nbsp; Need a new car? Want some new silverware? Want to go on a vacation with your family? What.... what do you ask for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure what the right way to go about it is, but Clay and I have some things coming up in our lives that we would love to see happen. Big changes. And by golly... we're gonna start asking for it. Every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever blessings You have for us Lord... we want them. Teach us to be gracious receivers of Your blessings and open the floodgates of Heaven. Let it Reign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alright then. Get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings and more blessings,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-8276871864089611457?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8276871864089611457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=8276871864089611457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8276871864089611457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8276871864089611457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/06/ask-you-shall-receive.html' title='Ask &amp; You Shall Receive'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-4101121951074870639</id><published>2011-05-31T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:07:55.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La Familia de Sanchez</title><content type='html'>I can't think of a better way to spend my birthday than spending it in Cartagena, Colombia with this precious family: The Sanchez family. For those of you who don't know, I arrived here on Saturday to visit a sweet friend, Schalee and her family: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuuQOrfK6Gw/TeUP5pBZxnI/AAAAAAAAATM/fMJyRTC0YYU/s1600/IMG_0727.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuuQOrfK6Gw/TeUP5pBZxnI/AAAAAAAAATM/fMJyRTC0YYU/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Luis (papa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShLjDC-pTNM/TeUR5Io2WbI/AAAAAAAAATg/OMxwIsnUb-Q/s1600/IMG_0721.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ShLjDC-pTNM/TeUR5Io2WbI/AAAAAAAAATg/OMxwIsnUb-Q/s320/IMG_0721.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Schalee (mama) &lt;em&gt;far right&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSFD6Qg-SYY/TeUQeFJtIlI/AAAAAAAAATY/n6gw8swK4EE/s1600/IMG_0652.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kSFD6Qg-SYY/TeUQeFJtIlI/AAAAAAAAATY/n6gw8swK4EE/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Alicia (5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9j0zTC_CIU/TeUQW999xwI/AAAAAAAAATU/_bXS2tuKAn8/s1600/IMG_0614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a9j0zTC_CIU/TeUQW999xwI/AAAAAAAAATU/_bXS2tuKAn8/s320/IMG_0614.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Iliana (3)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YOpkmAcMlF0/TeUObxk3fVI/AAAAAAAAATA/JgvVPZ2MPK0/s1600/IMG_0705.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YOpkmAcMlF0/TeUObxk3fVI/AAAAAAAAATA/JgvVPZ2MPK0/s320/IMG_0705.JPG" t8="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Emilie (2)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;While I'm not entirely sure what I am doing here, I do know that the Lord made this trip happen and He made it happen quickly. Within the last couple years, my heart has grown more and more towards missionaries. I have several family members that have either served as&amp;nbsp;a missionary or ARE serving as one currently. I've seen some of the behind the scenes of what kind of life they choose to live and the hardships that come along with that. So, when the Lord told me that I was to be a "missionary for missionaries," I knew that was it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;So here I am, in Colombia. And I really have no idea what I'm doing. I'm taking pictures, shooting video, asking questions, and just spending quality time learning about how they live life here and I have come to several realizations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Being in the mission field isn't about hitting people over the head with your Christianity. It's about living your Christian life in front of others, being a light in a dark place, and pouring into those that the Lord puts in your path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. It's hard. Really hard. Watching Luis and Schalee be leaders in their small church while raising three girls in a foreign place is, at times, unimaginable. The things they have had to learn to do to adapt and survive are things that we would never think of in the States. And yet, through all the difficulties they are always quick to count their blessings. It is a great reminder for me to be aware of even the smallest blessings in my life (i.e. air conditioning, fans, ice, warm showers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. They need support. MORE MORE MORE. As members of The Branch, Luis and Schalee need all the support that I feel when I am at home. It is so easy to forget about those who are serving with us around the world simply because we don't see them on a regular basis. These are the souls that need us the most in our church family. I will be coming back with lots of easy and effective ways for us&amp;nbsp;to bless our missionary families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so many missionaries and I hope that the Lord allows me to visit them all, however I have learned so much and am so grateful for every moment I have been able to spend here. Be sure to check back to see some pictures and video that I took while here. The Sanchez family.... get ready to hear that name a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-4101121951074870639?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4101121951074870639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=4101121951074870639' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4101121951074870639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4101121951074870639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-familia-de-sanchez.html' title='La Familia de Sanchez'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TuuQOrfK6Gw/TeUP5pBZxnI/AAAAAAAAATM/fMJyRTC0YYU/s72-c/IMG_0727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-4220819582631963554</id><published>2011-05-18T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T20:32:20.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do's &amp; Don'ts</title><content type='html'>I am a rule follower. I like rules. I like lines. I like boundaries. I like knowing what is expected of me. I really... truly... like rules. I find myself making up all kinds of rules for myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can get frozen yogurt once a week.&lt;br /&gt;2. If I work out, I can use my special minty shampoo the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;3. If I eat a healthy dinner, I can have dessert.&lt;br /&gt;4. Blog every Friday.&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't text and drive (a rule everyone should have).&lt;br /&gt;6. Everything on my desk must be perfectly straight before I leave the office. &lt;br /&gt;7. Every Tuesday and Thursdays I go to yoga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the list goes on and on... as you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do this. And don't deny it, I know you do! I can't be the only crazy person on this planet. And when I break one of these so-called "rules" I am completely miserable. For instance, on the way home from picking Clay up from the airport I got in a non Toll Tag line with my Toll Tagged vehicle. I know what you're thinking, "No big deal! Just give them a buck and be on your merry way!" I wish it were that easy. Apparently, there is a whole ordeal you must complete before passing through the kingdom of NTTA: drivers license, Toll Tag number, phone number, drug test, blood type, social security number... ok, I'm exagerrating, but sadly not by much. We must have been there for 10 minutes while this guy filled out a stack of paper work to hand to me before letting me go. RI. DICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that to say -- I was totally P to the Oed. Not at the system!! NOOOOO!!! ME!!! How could I have missed that little glowing orange "T" when pulling up to the stupid booth?? I bet that guy was thinking a few choice words of his own. I WOULD BE!! UGH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am now, blogging about it. No one else in this world is thinking about this occurrence except... moi. I'm pretty sure the guy in the booth isn't loosing any sleep over it. So why do things like this bother me so?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I like rules. I like to follow them. To. The. Letter. And ya know what? That's impossible. I'm going to mess up. I'm going to get things wrong. I. am. not. perfect. (ouch) I know this, and yet it gets me every time. I had yogurt twice this week. TWICE!!!! And you know what else??? I'm blogging on a Wednesday!!! I should be in bed. I should be getting rest for yet another day of rules, guidelines, staying within the lines and being PERFECT!! It's such hard work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #8. I can break any of my rules -- at any time -- for any reason. Boom. Roasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-4220819582631963554?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4220819582631963554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=4220819582631963554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4220819582631963554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4220819582631963554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/05/dos-donts.html' title='Do&apos;s &amp; Don&apos;ts'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3962243416993666751</id><published>2011-05-15T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-15T09:34:58.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything but Average</title><content type='html'>I don't know about you, but I do my best listening in the mornings while I'm getting ready. Maybe it's because I am in such a routine of how I do things, that my brain has time to rest and actually hear what the Lord might have to say to me for that day. And it doesn't always work out like that. There are many a mornings when I am so preoccupied with anxieties, fears, and obsessions that I KNOW I have missed out on more than a few conversations with Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But THIS morning was not one of those mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought that has been ringing in my head this morning has been a statistic I have read several times over the course of this past year while waiting for a baby - "The average couple takes 6-12 months to get pregnant." And by golly, I have been clinging to that stat for a good 8 months. So now, it's been 12 months. Well, crap. Now what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I was getting ready this morning trying to block out the tape that was running in my head,&lt;br /&gt;"the average couple takes 6-12 months.... the average couple takes 6-12 months.... the average couple.... the average couple..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What makes you think you are average?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought popped into my head without any warning and caught me completely off guard. And again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are ANYTHING but the average couple..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay and I were driving home from Edmond, OK last night where we had been to see my cousin graduate high school. I love taking road trips with him because it's just us and we always seem to have the best conversations while we're on the road. We started reminiscing about our childhoods and eventually landed on the subject of the early days of our dating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summertime&lt;br /&gt;Going to the pool&lt;br /&gt;Tech football games&lt;br /&gt;Riding around in his Eagle Talon with the windows down listening to 311 blare on the radio&lt;br /&gt;Bahama Bucks&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball&lt;br /&gt;Laughing&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots of laughing&lt;br /&gt;Josey's burritos&lt;br /&gt;Late night talks....&lt;br /&gt;Breaking up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our story, for those of you who know it, is beyond comprehension. How we ever ended up together is still a complete mystery to me. Even more so... the fact that we are now in our 6th year of marriage is yet another mystery. The odds have been against us. Always. We were never meant to end up together and yet we were. And now, I can't even fathom not being right here in this little apartment, with papers scattered all over this table and dishes in the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are anything but the average couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that thought. And I know it's true. After all, we are not of this world, we are meant for a life abundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3962243416993666751?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3962243416993666751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3962243416993666751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3962243416993666751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3962243416993666751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/05/anything-but-average.html' title='Anything but Average'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-1473797757445690885</id><published>2011-05-07T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T10:11:06.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Next Thing</title><content type='html'>Life is always changing. Sometimes it feels like I'm always waiting for the NEXT thing. And even when that "next thing" happens, it isn't too long before I am waiting once again... for something else. (side note: this is a great reminder for me that we are made to desire our creator and He is the only thing that satisfies). So - we are waiting on a child. And I must say, that I think Tom Petty had it 1000% right when he said, "waiting is the hardest part." What do we do in the meantime? How do I not make this "next thing" ----- everything. I certainly don't want to miss out on the things that are happening in my life right now. Isn't it interesting that the enemy can take even something as sweet and tender as wanting a child and turn it into an obsession, pulling you away from the life that God has so graciously given you at this very moment??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I do not doubt that there are things that I might experience as a parent that are beyond joyous, the life that Clay and I have together right now is so --- priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going grocery shopping late at night&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;Picking up and leaving town at the drop of a hat&lt;br /&gt;Going out with friends as long as we want&lt;br /&gt;Taking a shower whenever I want&lt;br /&gt;Not waking up in the middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;Blessing others with gifts and time&lt;br /&gt;Random shopping trips to Marshalls&lt;br /&gt;Going out to eat -- a lot&lt;br /&gt;Late night dance parties (we recently learned how to Duggy thanks to YouTube)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time that we have together is a chance of a lifetime. Once a babe comes along we become 3 instead of 2. And then it's forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to say that I didn't cry my eyes out when we hit the one year mark and still no baby. But then I'd be a liar. I believe that I was created with the desire to create life. God has given us such an amazing gift that He would even allow us to do such a thing. I'm grateful that He is patient with me as I give Him a piece of my mind when I feel like I can't wait any longer. I'm grateful for that still soft voice that says, "I know you want that, but look at what I have for you right now. Don't miss this Jessica. Don't miss this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no matter what "next thing" you are waiting for, I encourage you to take a look at what the Lord has given you for this moment. What manna has He given you for today? Don't forget to enjoy the life that He has given you RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a great (and cheesy) song I love called "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lBDN8yWyNYU"&gt;You're Gonna Miss This&lt;/a&gt;"by Trace Atkins. And all you non-country music lovers just stop with the eye roll and listen to the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day to all you momma's out there. I hope to join you someday as your children celebrate who you are and what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-1473797757445690885?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1473797757445690885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=1473797757445690885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1473797757445690885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1473797757445690885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/05/next-thing.html' title='The Next Thing'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-762106267216596999</id><published>2011-04-30T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T13:09:03.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Story time</title><content type='html'>When I was little my mother used to read us the most enchanting books. We still have most, if not all of them stuffed away in boxes in their garage until we have little hands that will need them. There are a lot of things about childhood that I never will remember, but I have never forgotten those stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold and the Purple Crayon&lt;br /&gt;Sylvester and the Magic Pebble&lt;br /&gt;Ferdinad&lt;br /&gt;Bedtime for Frances&lt;br /&gt;The Adventures of Benjamin Bunny&lt;br /&gt;Peter Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had visions of writing a children's book for several years now. Although, it has been one of those thoughts that seemed to come and go as if I could never REALLY do something so bold and time consuming. Then suddenly, a few months ago I had a clear vision for a character (out of the blue, I might add)! How exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month or so after that, I get a text message from a dear friend of mine who says, "Hey, I've been wanting to write a children's book &amp;amp; I remember you mentioning it a while back. I think we should do it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't make this stuff up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie -- I still feel like it's an impossibility, but it's one of those things that never seems to leave my mind completely. So, I don't really know what to do next or if anything will come of it, but wouldn't that be awesome?!? I sure think so. And who doesn't love a good story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-762106267216596999?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/762106267216596999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=762106267216596999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/762106267216596999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/762106267216596999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/04/story-time.html' title='Story time'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3338857677125502889</id><published>2011-04-29T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T06:25:49.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"if"</title><content type='html'>The month of May is a very significant time of year for me. Mostly, because I was born in May -- May 31st to be exact. This year, however, it is significant for another reason. It will officially be 1 year ago in May that we starting trying to get pregnant. I've read that the average couple takes 6-12 months to get pregnant. I've also heard, "it'll happen when you stop trying so hard." In the past 12 months I have watched 2 of my closest friends get pregnant somewhat unexpectedly. I've cried a lot. Then peace. Crying. And again, peace. People try to tell you what you should do. "You should go get this pill," or "you should go get this checked." And I don't know why, but we haven't felt the urge to do any of those things yet. I don't know how many times I have said, "well, &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I get pregnant..." There ya go. I always like to be positive about these kinds of things. Right? A glass is half full kinda girl. And yesterday as I was having an emotional breakdown at work as yet another month goes by I got a word...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If? What the heck does that mean? Lord, if you are telling me that I need to start saying, "&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I get pregnant," instead of "&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;when&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; I get pregnant," then you're asking me to become a different person!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that's right"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... (and the tears come). I think that struck a nerve. &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; can do this. &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clay and I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; can do this. &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; can chart and plan and organize and pray and exercise and chart and plan and chart and, and, and... &lt;i&gt;I CAN DO THIS!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no -- you can't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I get it... But I don't want to. The Lord gives life and He takes it away. There are things that I can do to prepare my body, mind and spirit. But I can't &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;make&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; this happen. I do not have control over this situation. He's made that perfectly clear. And I'm sad. As everyone is sad when they have to die to a piece of themselves. Do I still believe that the Lord will give us a child of our own? Yes. Am I giving up on this dream I have? No. Could I be wrong? Absolutely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So -- &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; we get pregnant, I am going to be so excited. I think Clay would be the best dad ever. We would have so much fun playing outside, going to grandma and grandpa's house, teaching them how to ride a bike, getting sno cones, tucking them into bed, reading them stories. If we get pregnant, we will rejoice and praise our Heavenly Father who from Him, all good things come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if we don't -- we will praise Him all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His blessings are perfect and they come just at the right time. Thanks for listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3338857677125502889?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3338857677125502889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3338857677125502889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3338857677125502889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3338857677125502889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/04/if.html' title='&quot;if&quot;'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-6792995849943904930</id><published>2011-03-25T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T17:17:07.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm funny and I'm a good dancer...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the week long absence. It was a busy week at work, preparing power points and such. So, I feel like I owe ya'll a little something to start your weekend off right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things that make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Demarco Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object align="middle" classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" height="354" id="dmlkZW9faWQ9Mjc0OTU1" width="512"&gt;  &lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/5-0/swf/DirectWidget.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;configXML=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nbc.com%2Fservice%2Fvideowidget%2Fparams%2FdmlkZW9faWQ9Mjc0OTU1%2F" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#000000" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.nbc.com/assets/video/5-0/swf/DirectWidget.swf?CXNID=1000004.10045NXC&amp;widID=4727a250e66f9723&amp;configXML=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nbc.com%2Fservice%2Fvideowidget%2Fparams%2FdmlkZW9faWQ9Mjc0OTU1%2F" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="512" height="354" align="middle" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/6brGYp9rRXsnaRrtiqTnMw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/6brGYp9rRXsnaRrtiqTnMw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="512" height="288" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie hearing cat noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KmrUwOtTyFA" title="YouTube video player" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freakin' LOVE this show and can't wait for next season!!!! You have to see the first video to understand the second one. I couldn't embed the video for some reason so you'll have to just follow the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TLtSfYX8tJk"&gt;Watch it here! Twitch &amp;amp; Alex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/h01IykXC1bc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h01IykXC1bc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h01IykXC1bc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, but certainly not least... Penelope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="288" width="512"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/N1TNasOzTnKcqKi7e9XvZA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/N1TNasOzTnKcqKi7e9XvZA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  width="512" height="288" allowFullScreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;~jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-6792995849943904930?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6792995849943904930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=6792995849943904930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/6792995849943904930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/6792995849943904930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-funny-and-im-good-dancer.html' title='I&apos;m funny and I&apos;m a good dancer...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KmrUwOtTyFA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3197188223229003475</id><published>2011-03-19T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T13:41:55.781-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Mint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rite of Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas Symphony Orchestra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asian food'/><title type='text'>Girls Night Out!</title><content type='html'>Last night my mom and I had a girls night out. My dad is in Maryland visiting his folks and Clay is hanging out at a ranch with some boys this weekend shooting stuff. So, mom and I went to the Dallas Symphony Orchestra's performance of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Rite_of_Spring"&gt;The Rite of Spring&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I realize I may be showing my nerd card a little with this post, but this piece is simply stunning and I think it's one that ANYONE would enjoy. If you have time to read the history behind it I would highly recommend it. I could NOT believe how many musicians there were on that stage. There had to have been at least 100 (I may have counted, so what).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HGAfOmcgHRA/TYUTgFMjEkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Yt5UIVdrgjQ/s1600/IMG_0416.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HGAfOmcgHRA/TYUTgFMjEkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Yt5UIVdrgjQ/s400/IMG_0416.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;please excuse the poor quality. compliments of my iphone.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I had a hard time finding a recording of the song in it's entirety (a whopping 33 minutes) so here is a small section of the beginning of the piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/ewyqXI21vp0/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewyqXI21vp0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewyqXI21vp0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And here is a section of one of my favorite parts (coincidentally the next part of the piece).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/a1tn7WJ9lRc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1tn7WJ9lRc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a1tn7WJ9lRc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing such brilliant music we were famished and decided to go grab some Thai food and a DELICIOUS little joint in Highland Park called &lt;a href="http://www.themintdallas.com/"&gt;The Mint&lt;/a&gt;. I got yellow curry that rocked my face off and mom got red curry. They have TONS of dishes on their menu that are either gluten free or can be made gluten free (yay) and they serve organic wines??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place was totally awesome! A small restaurant with room for only about 50 people (maybe). The decor was completely rad and I might have felt a little out of place if it weren't for my blue Coach purse (which matched the decor perfectly, i might add) that I switch to in case I emerge from suburbia Carrollton. (Whew!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dXpzs8rSn5s/TYUR-IYNdhI/AAAAAAAAASs/Gxxi1dmr9aU/s1600/IMG_0417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dXpzs8rSn5s/TYUR-IYNdhI/AAAAAAAAASs/Gxxi1dmr9aU/s400/IMG_0417.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want these light fixtures in my house!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uCBs8acYhfU/TYUR_QLkNGI/AAAAAAAAASw/4-ts4s42sz0/s1600/IMG_0418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uCBs8acYhfU/TYUR_QLkNGI/AAAAAAAAASw/4-ts4s42sz0/s400/IMG_0418.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We are sitting at the front of the restaurant looking at the back... if that gives you any idea of the size of this place.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This is totes def gonna be a place we return to many... many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW GET OUTSIDE AND ENJOY THIS BEAUTIFUL WEATHER!!&lt;br /&gt;~jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3197188223229003475?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3197188223229003475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3197188223229003475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3197188223229003475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3197188223229003475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/girls-night-out.html' title='Girls Night Out!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-HGAfOmcgHRA/TYUTgFMjEkI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Yt5UIVdrgjQ/s72-c/IMG_0416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-1828376123023427780</id><published>2011-03-19T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T10:07:29.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is.......</title><content type='html'>Last week i posted some of the things i can't live without. You responded back with what YOU love and I picked a winner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS REBEKAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL HER WHAT SHE'S WON JOHNNY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rebekah, you have won YOUR CHOICE of one of my favorite things! (crowd roaring with applause)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say, I have a fantastic list of new things I need to try thanks to all of you, however it was one item in particular that Rebekah loved that hit home for me. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0102798/" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;ROBIN HOOD&lt;/a&gt;?!? KEVIN COSTNER?!? I think this one was a no-brainer, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who played along. Be on the lookout for more GiVeAwAyS in the very near future. And tell your friends while you're at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bless,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-1828376123023427780?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1828376123023427780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=1828376123023427780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1828376123023427780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1828376123023427780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is.......'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-7728464158111551763</id><published>2011-03-17T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:37:35.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love this song...</title><content type='html'>I grew up in Nashville, TN and therefore it is my belief that my love for some good twangy country music is in my blood. I don't care for "Texas country" and Pat Green, but give me a good Dolly song and you better believe I'm gonna have my radio up and my windows down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the first time I heard a song by Miranda Lambert... well, I cried... yeah. The song is "The House that Built Me" and you should go listen to it cause it's great. This post, however, is about a different song of hers that they've been playing over and over on 96.3 KSCS (Dallas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this song... enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/ZCbTICNAwxM/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCbTICNAwxM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCbTICNAwxM&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;P.S. TOMORROW IS THE LAST DAY TO LEAVE A COMMENT FOR THE GIVEAWAY!!! &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/21285740-7728464158111551763?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7728464158111551763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=7728464158111551763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/7728464158111551763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/7728464158111551763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/love-this-song.html' title='Love this song...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-5952792077063048709</id><published>2011-03-15T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T22:00:16.346-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Origins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lip balm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Garden of Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Burt&apos;s Bees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giveaway'/><title type='text'>What do YOU love?</title><content type='html'>There are things in this life that make your day a little bit better. We've all got them. Maybe it's a favorite pair of sweat pants. Or maybe it's that one accessory that goes with EVERYTHING. I always love seeing what it is that people can't seem to live without. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z0ejnD3qIOo&amp;amp;feature=related" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;That's how I roll&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SBE7SnErHLk/TYA9g55XQLI/AAAAAAAAASg/Futo95xds5E/s1600/DSCN0269.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SBE7SnErHLk/TYA9g55XQLI/AAAAAAAAASg/Futo95xds5E/s320/DSCN0269.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.burtsbees.com/natural-products/lips-lip-care/beeswax-lip-balm.html" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Burt's Bees lip balm&lt;/a&gt;. Need I say more? Really? This stuff is amazing and I rarely put anything else on my lips (with the exception of another favorite item of mine....). I love all the different kinds, but I tend to favor the original Beeswax lip balm. If you keep a close eye, you can usually find a multiple pack of Burt's Bees at Marshall's or TJMaxx for a lot cheaper. I got this cute little pouch with 4 different lip balms in it for $5.99!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sock thingy's. I think that's their technical name. These are literally the ONLY socks I wear unless I'm at the gym. They fit perfectly under any shoe without showing! And they are totally CUTE! Where do I get these, you ask? Uh... Kroger. That's right. $1 each. BOO YEAH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-shxmRI5QfXw/TYA9o8lChDI/AAAAAAAAASk/agUz_LbBOV4/s1600/DSCN0278.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-shxmRI5QfXw/TYA9o8lChDI/AAAAAAAAASk/agUz_LbBOV4/s200/DSCN0278.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now ya see 'em...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CNYyYHYXqRA/TYA927qKmuI/AAAAAAAAASo/UCr5YLqFq40/s1600/DSCN0279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CNYyYHYXqRA/TYA927qKmuI/AAAAAAAAASo/UCr5YLqFq40/s200/DSCN0279.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now ya don't!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.prosperent.com/images/250x250/www.luckyvitamin.com/images/product/xlarge/72934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://img2.prosperent.com/images/250x250/www.luckyvitamin.com/images/product/xlarge/72934.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vitasprings.com/fucoprotein-chocolate-macadamia-nuts-12-bars-garden-of-life.html" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Garden of Life Chocolate Macadamia Nut Protein Bar&lt;/a&gt;. In a word: YUM. These gluten-free, nutrient packed bars are a MUST for me at work. I get so busy sometimes, I don't have time to eat a real lunch...&amp;nbsp; ok, I NEVER eat a real lunch. These are delicious! 14 grams of protein. 210 calories. 5 grams of fat. Mmmm... I want one right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHFhQIxqcuA/SvoyMMJeZkI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mJVdUJAflK8/s400/Yogurtville-Logo.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="64" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CHFhQIxqcuA/SvoyMMJeZkI/AAAAAAAAAQw/mJVdUJAflK8/s200/Yogurtville-Logo.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yogurtvilleusa.com/" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Yogurtville&lt;/a&gt;! I realize that this is not a "thing," but I don't know what I'd do without it. Frozen yogurt places have exploded all over the U.S. in the past couple years and I have been lucky enough to find THE BEST one. The winning combo: Original tart with blueberries, coconut, granola... and if I'm feeling adventurous, peanut butter chips. SO good! Find one near you and GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.essence.com/images/mt/vs1_article.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.essence.com/images/mt/vs1_article.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.victoriassecret.com/ss/Satellite?ProductID=1265400691514&amp;amp;c=Page&amp;amp;cid=1295527771798&amp;amp;pagename=vsdWrapper" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Beauty Rush Soothing Lip Balm&lt;/a&gt; by Victoria's Secret. Like I said earlier, this is the only other thing that goes on my lips besides Burt's Bees. This is the glossiest stuff EVER and makes your lips feel silky smooth. I had the hardest time finding a gloss that actually looked glossy... you know what I mean. It lasts forever so go with a girlfriend and buy 2 for $12. Best $6 you'll ever spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__xO20y0jjss/S9EWx2Axp8I/AAAAAAAACwU/hR67zAskbgk/s1600/375431_fpx.tif.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__xO20y0jjss/S9EWx2Axp8I/AAAAAAAACwU/hR67zAskbgk/s200/375431_fpx.tif.jpeg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.origins.com/product/3853/11226/Skincare/Daily-Essentials/Cleansers/Checks-and-Balances/Frothy-face-wash/index.tmpl" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Origins Checks and Balances Face Wash&lt;/a&gt;. There's a reason this has been Origins number 1 face wash, like, since the beginning of time. It's amazing, works on anyone's skin and smells like a peppermint cloud! I have been using this stuff for probably the past 10 years and I still love it. That's saying something. You can never go wrong with anything Origins, in my opinion. $18.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a random assortment of goodness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;GIVEAWAY TIME!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I wanna know what YOUR favorite things are and why?? Facebook me or comment at the end of this entry and I'll choose a winner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WINNER GETS TO PICK ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS AS THEIR PRIZE!!&lt;br /&gt;And bragging rights... naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;jess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-5952792077063048709?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5952792077063048709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=5952792077063048709' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5952792077063048709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5952792077063048709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-do-you-love.html' title='What do YOU love?'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SBE7SnErHLk/TYA9g55XQLI/AAAAAAAAASg/Futo95xds5E/s72-c/DSCN0269.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-859941416988667445</id><published>2011-03-11T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T22:28:21.908-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chiropractor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wholistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wellness'/><title type='text'>What?? NO CEREAL??!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, I work for a wholistic chiropractor (&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.parkerhealthsolutions.com/"&gt;Parker Health Solutions&lt;/a&gt;) in Irving, TX. It's really a great story how I even got this job, but we'll save that for another day. Now, I've got to be honest, when I first walked into Dr. Rob's office 5 years ago I did NOT want to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom made me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I injured my back pretty badly in 2005 doing a really sweet gymnastics move... err... a back-drop pullover (so lame) and had been ignoring it like any self-respecting girl would. I suppose when I was coming home from my coaching job every night crying from the pain, enough was enough. At any rate, I went to this guy's office with little to no expectations and I was pleasantly surprised at what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Def. (Jess's Dictionary) A Wholistic Chiropractor&lt;/span&gt; - someone who teaches you to listen and respond to your body in a natural and medicine-free way, if at all possible. Treats the WHOLE body and not just symptoms. And also gives you a good pop when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I telling you all this? Well first, because it's my blog and I get to write about what I want to write about. And second, I think it's interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've had a lot of digestive issues for a long time. I think most people do, they just don't realize it. Sometimes you don't realize how crappy you feel until you feel really good and then you're like, "Woah! what is this feeling?? I feel... great!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to get off of grains completely for 2 weeks. This may sound like not a big deal to some people, but believe me, it is A LOT harder than you think. Geez!! Fruit, vegetables, protein. So, you are basically hungry all the time and therefore eat all the time and yet I have lost 2 pounds!! It's amazing what your body can do when it's not inflamed with toxins. I'm on day 5 of no grains and I am hoping that I'm past the hard part. Everytime I look in our pantry all I see is GRAINS, GRAINS, and MORE DELICIOUS GRAINS!!! And what did I buy just last weekend?? Uh... Girl Scout Cookies. So, I've been watching Clay eat them while I eat my apples and peanut butter. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we'll see how this goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Jess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Be on the lookout for my first giveaway!!! COMING SOON!!&lt;br /&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/21285740-859941416988667445?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/859941416988667445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=859941416988667445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/859941416988667445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/859941416988667445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/what-no-cereal.html' title='What?? NO CEREAL??!?'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-207949161660508041</id><published>2011-03-10T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T08:50:21.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WARRIOR DASH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgX8B-O7gd0/TXkAR-UxEBI/AAAAAAAAASY/vGn4JNg6ZnM/s1600/warriordash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgX8B-O7gd0/TXkAR-UxEBI/AAAAAAAAASY/vGn4JNg6ZnM/s320/warriordash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582493521890316306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;13 obstacles, lots of mud, fire, barbed wire, and running.... or "dash"ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a co-worker and myself have decided to sign up for the &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://www.warriordash.com/"&gt;Warrior Dash&lt;/a&gt; that is coming to north texas  april 16th &amp;amp; 17th. while i have never done this, it seems to be a very invigorating experience. this race is something done all over the U.S. and this is their first year to come to north texas. it's very exciting times!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, if you feel like getting crazy dirty i suggest you check it out and sign up. saturday's waves are already filled up so HURRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/clayhooten/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/clayhooten/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jessicahootensig.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/jessicahootensig.png" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/clayhooten/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/clayhooten/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-207949161660508041?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/207949161660508041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=207949161660508041' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/207949161660508041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/207949161660508041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/warrior-dash.html' title='WARRIOR DASH!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgX8B-O7gd0/TXkAR-UxEBI/AAAAAAAAASY/vGn4JNg6ZnM/s72-c/warriordash.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-200793142796427173</id><published>2011-03-10T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T08:21:54.440-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog designs'/><title type='text'>Thanks Pink Armchair Designs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, hello everybody! Long time no blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to a women's retreat at my church (&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://www.thebranch.org/"&gt;The Branch&lt;/a&gt;) about a year ago and won a blog design. This, of course made me think to myself, "hmm, I should totally start blogging again." And here we are! I haven't exactly decided what this blog will be about, but I am certain that it will grow organically into something wonderful and hopefully interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Jennifer Takala at &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" href="http://pinkarmchairdesigns.com/"&gt;Pink Armchair Designs&lt;/a&gt; for designing this beautiful blog. If you're looking for a fresh take on your digital diary I would highly recommend checking them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, people... Let's get this party started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jessicahootensig.png" target="_blank"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jessicahootensig.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 168px; height: 58px;" src="http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii192/jennifertakala/jessicahootensig.png" alt="Photobucket" 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/21285740-200793142796427173?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/200793142796427173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=200793142796427173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/200793142796427173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/200793142796427173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2011/03/thanks-pink-armchair-designs.html' title='Thanks Pink Armchair Designs!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-4920618630135115764</id><published>2008-05-15T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T20:35:01.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake it like a Pom-pom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200813627906702770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SC0AcIJjvbI/AAAAAAAAALg/3CojwPw49_M/s400/14stree600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;If anyone has not gone to see Step Up 2... shame on you. I think it's probably on it's way to Blockbuster by now, but you should def rent it. I mean, these people can seriously dance. Yes, the acting may be bad and the story may be predictable, but WHO CARES!!! It's one of the most entertaining films of the year! You'll want to watch it over and over... and then maybe practice a few moves when you're by yourself in your room. C'mon... we all do it... let's be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200813632201670082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SC0AcYJjvcI/AAAAAAAAALo/jT4Y5VbAhCU/s400/speedracer-lenticular2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Also, we went to go see Speed Racer with my brother at the RAVE theater near Denton. Uh-Mazing!!! I will definitely be going to see that again and again. If you are planning on going let me know so I can tag along. Seriously, it's so good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200813632201670098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SC0AcYJjvdI/AAAAAAAAALw/VPgasmuwKXM/s400/prince_caspian_one_sheet_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, Price Caspian comes out tomorrow. I can't wait. I was invited to go to the midnight showing tonight, but I gotta get up and head to work at the butt-crack of dawn so I had to pass. I'm a little upset about it. BUT NEVER YOU FEAR!! I WILL be going to see that one ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll be getting our bikes soon and my BIRTHDAY is coming up soon!!! I'll try to do a better job at posting. Things have been crazy busy around here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-4920618630135115764?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4920618630135115764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=4920618630135115764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4920618630135115764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4920618630135115764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/05/shake-it-like-pom-pom.html' title='Shake it like a Pom-pom...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SC0AcIJjvbI/AAAAAAAAALg/3CojwPw49_M/s72-c/14stree600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-8207033855082271285</id><published>2008-04-25T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T15:46:38.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm So Excited... And I Just Can't Hide It!!</title><content type='html'>I'm about to lose control and I think I like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, those of you who know me pretty well, know that I'm always looking for some new adventure to get myself into. I've been eyeing this "sport" for a couple years now, and I've decided... it is time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Behold!! MY NEW MOUNTAIN BIKE!!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193315653882123586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SBJdEmQelUI/AAAAAAAAALY/0C-aHD8-lMo/s400/gt_avalanc10disk-793621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the best news is that Clay and I BOTH got mountain bikes so we can ride together!!! ISN'T THAT THE CUTEST THING YOU'VE EVER HEARD?!?!?!? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so we don't actually HAVE the bikes in our possession yet because we put them on layaway (so much better than using a credit card people), and we'll have them in a couple months. I'm so excited... did I say that already? WELL I AM!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Important Things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We must give a shout out to the Big Man for giving us the funds to make such a purchase. We have been wanting to do this for a long time and He has, of course, given us the desires of our heart. I cannot even begin to go into how much we don't deserve this, but I am so totally grateful. I plan on exploring this beautiful creation and gettin' some good exercise while I'm at it. *Sigh* God is so good to us. Even when we make the worst decisions EVER! He always restores us when we come to Him broken and afraid. Clay and I have a great story to tell about this very subject if you ever want to hear it... we should go to lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I look ridiculous on my bike because I haven't ridden one in like a billion years. So, if you're thinkin' about hookin' up with us and goin' biking together... you can forget it! At least for the first couple months. When I look cool on it I'll let you know.&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/21285740-8207033855082271285?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8207033855082271285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=8207033855082271285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8207033855082271285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8207033855082271285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-so-excited-and-i-just-cant-hide-it.html' title='I&apos;m So Excited... And I Just Can&apos;t Hide It!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SBJdEmQelUI/AAAAAAAAALY/0C-aHD8-lMo/s72-c/gt_avalanc10disk-793621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3328472662407583136</id><published>2008-04-16T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T20:42:18.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Delight in You Always...</title><content type='html'>Well... i've been working at Healthy Me for 3 weeks (i think) and have been praying that they would give me morning shifts instead of the night shifts i've been working. In case you are not married- FYI: working late at night while your spouse is home alone and by the time you get home you're too tired to even have a conversation and your house is a mess... etc... is not a good idea for the ol' marry-age. Anywho, so I've been seriously praying about this because I believe that it is the Lord's will for clay and i to spend time together and i'm pretty dang sure that His will is for us to continue being happily married. So, guess what i got today...&lt;br /&gt;The girl who has all the morning shifts--- yeah, she put in her two weeks today. AND!! She called ME to see if I would want to switch shifts with her NOW so she can start training for her new job. I mean... I'm constantly-- CONSTANTLY-- in awe of the God I serve. Why does He even care about these little things that seem so insignificant? Why does He give us the desires of our hearts? We sure as heck don't deserve it, I can tell you that much. I know why, i just can't understand it.  So, I won't try. I'll just bask in the holiness and graciousness of the Lord. I'm so grateful for this simple gift He's given me, but I'm also astouded with how He continues to provide for Clay and I-- making it impossible to do anything but praise Him (no really... i got off work and rolled my window down and sang a little Shane and Shane--- maybe at the top of my lungs, i can't be completely sure).  I'm just so in love I can hardly stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the little memory verse the kids learned while LBS was goin' on: "When you REST in the LORD, He will give you PEACE. Isa. 26:3" -- go get some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer request:&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my family that I nanny for. They are going through some very difficult times and need all the prayers they can get. Just give God a shout out on their behalf while you're reading this. Thanks. I look forward to answers to those prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3328472662407583136?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3328472662407583136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3328472662407583136' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3328472662407583136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3328472662407583136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-delight-in-you-always.html' title='I Delight in You Always...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3388473367456463840</id><published>2008-04-12T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T09:34:24.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ex-nay on the Uddy-May</title><content type='html'>So, I did the Muddy Miles this morning with Bri. And although we really didn't see all that much mud, it was really fun getting to run with a buddy. We smoked the competition with our times of 33:33 and 33:34... not really... we didn't win. It was for a great cause though (Big Brother, Big Sister) and it was a beautiful morning. We've decided to start running together a few times a week at 6 in the am... so anyone who would like to join give me a shout. Here's some before and after shots of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188397677769084162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SADkMtjjTQI/AAAAAAAAALM/7SbOm0NZBeA/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BEFORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188397042113924322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SADjntjjTOI/AAAAAAAAAK8/rwhcUNB8Lns/s400/IMG_0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt; AFTER... ARRRRGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In other news... today is the first day of Coppell's Farmers Market!!! WOO HOO!! I'm planning on heading up there in a little bit to check out our booth! Healthy Me will be set up there every Saturday and will most likely have a useful coupon-- WINK!-- so, go get something healthy and yummy at Farmer's Market and then come see me at the store!! I love springtime!! Yay for outdoors and yay for God's beautiful creation. Thank you Lord for beautiful days, good friends, and Oatmeal Cream Pies.... (i guess i failed to mention there were little debbie snacks available after the race... i couldn't resist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Blessings to you today.&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/21285740-3388473367456463840?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3388473367456463840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3388473367456463840' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3388473367456463840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3388473367456463840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/04/ex-nay-on-uddy-may.html' title='Ex-nay on the Uddy-May'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/SADkMtjjTQI/AAAAAAAAALM/7SbOm0NZBeA/s72-c/IMG_0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-176499530804440250</id><published>2008-03-17T13:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T13:23:55.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wanna Run in the Mud?</title><content type='html'>So, I've been looking for a fun run that I could do with Clay. He's never run a race and really hasn't run that much ever. So, I found this today and I think it's gonna be SOOOO fun!! If you would like to join us, let me know!! It's a 5K (3.1 miles) and YOU WILL get dirty. Check out this website if you're interested and leave me a note!! I love gettin' dirty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.muddymiles.com/"&gt;Check&lt;/a&gt; it out here!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-176499530804440250?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/176499530804440250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=176499530804440250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/176499530804440250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/176499530804440250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/wanna-run-in-mud.html' title='Wanna Run in the Mud?'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-2894148753910471912</id><published>2008-03-15T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:17:34.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag! I'm it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, I've been tagged. So, here it is. The moment you've all been waiting for.... ok, maybe not. Ees for fun. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178003187465775234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R9v2dvq86II/AAAAAAAAAK0/cZWrgimDWGQ/s400/3249362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;10 years ago: I was a sophomore in high school. I would have been almost at the end of the school year so that means I would have been learning how to party and make really stupid choices. I had a crush on Chris Schwartz (who turned out to be one of Clay's best friends, HA!). I was a pretty happy-go-lucky girl. This would be my last year never having a boyfriend. And my last year, for a while, that I would be happy... that's not a story for the blog though. Ask me about it sometime. It's a good excuse to go eat lunch together or something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my To-do list today: Uh... go to work from 12-8 and NOT hang out with my husband... boo. Watch a movie, eat, see the parents, REALLY need to call Shan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would I do if I suddenly became a BILLIONAIRE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Pay off all our debts including all our family's debt! WOO HOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Give a butt-load to our church so we could get this show on the road!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Go get Daniel and Shanna, pack up all their stuff and move them here with me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Get Izzie groomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Buy a house. Nothing too fancy though. A little craftsman house that needs a little TLC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Travel, travel, travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. And buy a BIG house in the Hamptons as a vaca house for me and my girls- Shan, Sarah, Rach, LJ, Izzie, Molly, Gracie, and Memzie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Bad Habits:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm moody... is that a habit?&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't call my friends as much as I need to.&lt;br /&gt;3. I pick at my cuticles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Jobs I've Had:&lt;br /&gt;1. I worked at a Marble Slab Creamery in high school. I really did love it. Marble Slab had just started to become a big thing. I quickly became a shift manager/bookkeeper and developed carpal tunnel from scooping ice cream. I had to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Drake Design Photography. I was an assistant photographer and graphic designer... sort of. I was a super fun job and I learned a lot. I got to work with my sis for a while and that was the best time of my life. Workin' with your sister? It just doesn't get any better than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Talent Plus Gymnastics. I was here for about 5 years. I coached gymnastics and loved it. They are definitely a part of my family and I miss them a lot. I learned a lot about myself at that place. Love you Upsidedowners!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Texas Dreams Gymnastics. Worked with my childhood hero, Kim Zmeskal. I had most definitely arrived when I started working here. State-of-the-art facility and amazing kiddos. I was quickly moved up from rec classes to coaching the TOPS girls -- who are the most amazing little girls you will ever meet. I can't believe the Lord blessed me so much and allowed me to work there even for a short season. I had an old back injury that flared up and I had to quit coaching forever. Sad day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Nanny. Love it. Love the kids. Can't wait to be a mom. That's all I can really say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things People Don't Know About Me:&lt;br /&gt;1. I really love to play games. Any kind of game. It's a little bit of an addiction so I have to be careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I would love to move over seas for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If I could live in a big house with my whole family, I totally would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I didn't vote... oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I'd like to become a vegitarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO AM I TAGGING?!?!?!?! DRUM ROLL PLEASE......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Britney K, Alison, Rebekah, Heather, AND YOU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-2894148753910471912?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2894148753910471912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=2894148753910471912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2894148753910471912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2894148753910471912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/tag-im-it.html' title='Tag! I&apos;m it!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R9v2dvq86II/AAAAAAAAAK0/cZWrgimDWGQ/s72-c/3249362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-442110163985007901</id><published>2008-03-12T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:29:40.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R9ggmfq86HI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ga0O7H9OcVI/s1600-h/healthymeforweb.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176923617371154546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R9ggmfq86HI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ga0O7H9OcVI/s400/healthymeforweb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, so I just got a new job as of last week. I'm still doing the nanny thing, but financially we had to do somethin' else. I'm working at a little place in Coppell called Healthy Me Marketplace. It is such a neat little store with BIG potential. They opened a little over a year ago and seem to be doing really well. What is this store all about? I'm glad you asked. It's a market/bistro/cooking school/catering business... I think that about covers it. The food is healthy and tastes amazing! If you are ever goin' out with the girls for lunch, this would be a great place. Or, if you need dinner in a flash-- DON'T ORDER PIZZA!!!--- come in and grab a prepared meal for the whole fam! All ya gotta do is stick it in the oven for a few, and VOILA-- DINNER!! Check out the website and then COME SEE ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.healthymemarketplace.com/"&gt;http://www.healthymemarketplace.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's ALWAYS time for a healthy you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-442110163985007901?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/442110163985007901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=442110163985007901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/442110163985007901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/442110163985007901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-job.html' title='New Job!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R9ggmfq86HI/AAAAAAAAAKs/ga0O7H9OcVI/s72-c/healthymeforweb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-8998385185992098925</id><published>2008-03-04T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T06:29:58.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother Teresa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R81auLTVAzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BTQvnkwBR84/s1600-h/r171350_644113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173891296272909106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R81auLTVAzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BTQvnkwBR84/s400/r171350_644113.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I've never really studied up on Mother Teresa and I have to confess that I really don't even know that much about her. I've had several people bring her up in the past few weeks (including our pastor this past Sunday)-- so, I decided to look her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have never read anything about her, just go to Wikipedia and see what it says. There is so much to know. She was a nun, but decided to give up the convent life to live and take care of the poor. Now I know that living in a convent doesn't sound that great to us, but that is all she knew and it was a safe place. Can you even imagine. There were days she would go without food and would be forced to steal to save herself from starvation. She would walk for days looking for a place to live until her whole body ached. And through it all, she only had to say a word to be back in the convent. I love this excerpt from Wikipedia talking about one particular incident:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Teresa wrote in her diary that her first year was fraught with difficulties. She had no income and had to resort to begging for food and supplies. Teresa experienced doubt, loneliness and the temptation to return to the comfort of convent life during these early months. She wrote in her diary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Our Lord wants me to be a free nun covered with the poverty of the cross. Today I learned a good lesson. The poverty of the poor must be so hard for them. While looking for a home I walked and walked till my arms and legs ached. I thought how much they must ache in body and soul, looking for a home, food and health. Then the comfort of Loreto [her former order] came to tempt me. 'You have only to say the word and all that will be yours again,' the Tempter kept on saying ... Of free choice, my God, and out of love for you, I desire to remain and do whatever be your Holy will in my regard. I did not let a single tear come.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could go on for a while, but I'll leave it up to you to research her life if you're interested. I am a pretty selfish person. I rarely look at these kinds of things and therefore I feel like I fail to learn anything about who our God really is. Most of the time I avoid the news and matters that are "depressing" because I just don't want to feel bad. And although I do not intend on going out looking for all the sadness in the world, I DO intend on making it a point to learn from the lives of others. What Mother Teresa did for mankind was beautiful. She depicts the kind of selflessness I would love to have. And even though surrounded by death and sadness she seemed to always have hope, faith and love. I want to live like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Holiness is not the luxury of the few; it is a simply duty, for you and for me, because Jesus has very clearly stated, 'Be ye holy as my father in heaven is holy.' So let us pray for each other that we grow in love for each other, and through this love become holy as Jesus wants us to be for he died out of love for us."-- Mother Teresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-8998385185992098925?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8998385185992098925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=8998385185992098925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8998385185992098925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8998385185992098925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/03/mother-teresa.html' title='Mother Teresa'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R81auLTVAzI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BTQvnkwBR84/s72-c/r171350_644113.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-2402012713578799963</id><published>2008-02-25T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T09:05:09.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I DID IT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R8L0X84c3TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uiVzVpTHdx8/s1600-h/IMG_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170964014491819314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R8L0X84c3TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uiVzVpTHdx8/s400/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, I can't believe it's here and gone already. Weeks of training, being sick, and sore muscles all for one big day. I was so nervous about getting out there and running 13.1 miles for the first time. I had lots of people praying for me and I am convinced that's what got me through to the finish line. So, thank you for your thoughts and prayers. They were much needed and MUCH appreciated. HE DELIVERED!!! I had two goals for this race:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. That I would run the whole race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. That I would finish in 2.5 hours or less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DID run the whole time and my finish time was 2:10:57!! God is SO good!! Here's some pics from the big race.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170963662304500994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R8L0Dc4c3QI/AAAAAAAAAKE/cX0e4cM9sVw/s400/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is me in line for the port-o-potty before the race. You KNOW I had to go really, REALLY bad to have to use one of these things. Gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170963670894435602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R8L0D84c3RI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fwzKws5KI3E/s400/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was about 35 degrees when I started so the shirt had to stay on til about mile 6. This is me flashin my bib before I'm off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170963675189402914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R8L0EM4c3SI/AAAAAAAAAKU/9t9ikfKPyRU/s400/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'm definitely crying in this picture. I was so excited and so tired and so happy all at the same time. I FINISHED!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-2402012713578799963?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2402012713578799963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=2402012713578799963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2402012713578799963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2402012713578799963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-did-it.html' title='I DID IT!!!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R8L0X84c3TI/AAAAAAAAAKc/uiVzVpTHdx8/s72-c/IMG_0043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-8262063692067612847</id><published>2008-02-18T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T23:00:14.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7p-d4RIfmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ERZEPxVDybQ/s1600-h/start2007b.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168582574146616930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7p-d4RIfmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ERZEPxVDybQ/s400/start2007b.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so the race starts at 7:30 am on Saturday and Ft. Worth is like 45 minutes away (with no traffic). I'm not very familiar with the area, but I'm wondering if anyone know a decent hotel that won't cost a butt load of cash that would be near downtown? I would love to be able to just stay in Ft Worth Friday night that way I can get as much sleep as possible, but I can totally drive Saturday morning if I gotta. Any suggestions would be much appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-8262063692067612847?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8262063692067612847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=8262063692067612847' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8262063692067612847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8262063692067612847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7p-d4RIfmI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ERZEPxVDybQ/s72-c/start2007b.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-116162283629974755</id><published>2008-02-18T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T09:25:49.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introductions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I've been with the Painters for about 6 or 7 months now and I think it might be time for an introduction. I took them on an outing to the Dallas World Aquarium for their Christmas present. It was a lot of fun. I love these kiddos even when they drive me nuts! I'm so blessed to be a part of their lives and I'm grateful for every moment I get to spend with them. So, without further ado... Heeeeeeeere they are!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7m-eIRIfiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AWVx4gbum88/s1600-h/IMG_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168371472209051170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7m-eIRIfiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AWVx4gbum88/s400/IMG_0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson, acting "natural"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7m-e4RIfjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YB2v5HjeW2U/s1600-h/IMG_0093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168371485093953074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7m-e4RIfjI/AAAAAAAAAJk/YB2v5HjeW2U/s400/IMG_0093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marlee, aka Mar-Mar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168371493683887682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7m-fYRIfkI/AAAAAAAAAJs/INKVXj-at6U/s400/IMG_0029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sam, my sweet little man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168372142223949394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7m_FIRIflI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dzpQz0oiP1A/s400/IMG_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the crew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-116162283629974755?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116162283629974755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=116162283629974755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/116162283629974755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/116162283629974755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/introductions.html' title='Introductions'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7m-eIRIfiI/AAAAAAAAAJc/AWVx4gbum88/s72-c/IMG_0030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3458682690850198788</id><published>2008-02-15T11:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T08:55:59.857-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Special Valentine's Day treat... for you!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, there we are on Valentine's Day watching a movie cuddled on the couch when a scene which involved cat noises came on the screen. I wished I had a camera at that very moment, but I didn't. So, here is the reenactment... make sure you went to the bathroom already, i wouldn't want you to pee your pants. Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmrUwOtTyFA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KmrUwOtTyFA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3458682690850198788?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3458682690850198788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3458682690850198788' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3458682690850198788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3458682690850198788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/special-valentines-day-treat-for-you.html' title='A Special Valentine&apos;s Day treat... for you!!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3129200183483888199</id><published>2008-02-13T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:14:50.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to Tie a Balloon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7O_sYRIfgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VENQZvoAvoM/s1600-h/pintintruc2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166683966673550850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7O_sYRIfgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VENQZvoAvoM/s400/pintintruc2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Who knew that we as human beings would become so dependent on this thing... the internet. I am a little sad to say that I am one of those people who is EXTREMELY dependent on the World Wide Web. I look up everything. No, I don't think you understand...&lt;br /&gt;EV-ERY-THING! If I need a recipe for low fat cornbread? &lt;a href="http://www.cooks.com/"&gt;Cooks.com&lt;/a&gt;. Need to figure out a way to map out my run that way I know just how many miles I'm running when I run around my neighborhood... &lt;a href="http://www.mapmyrun.com/"&gt;mapmyrun.com &lt;/a&gt;-- amazing! And today? Well, as you all know Valentine's Day is... well, here, and I was trying to blow up (and tie) some balloons. If you know me at all you will note that this is a HUGE labor of love for me. I hate balloons. I like to get them and that's about it. I hate that they pop. I hate that you never have anywhere to put them. And I hate, I HATE tying them. So, after a good 10 minutes and I'm only on balloon numero dos, the thought hits me.... there must be a better way. And low and behold! SEEK AND YE SHALL FIND!!!! &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Tie-a-Balloon"&gt;http://www.wikihow.com/Tie-a-Balloon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished those 15 balloons in about 5 minutes. I never thought I'd say this, but.... Thanks, Al Gore!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;disclaimer: the last statement is a sarcastic one. This blogger does not actually think that Al Gore invented the internet. Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166683979558452754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7O_tIRIfhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/slkzxaNVHEE/s400/550px-Balloons-aj_svg.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3129200183483888199?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3129200183483888199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3129200183483888199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3129200183483888199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3129200183483888199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-to-tie-balloon.html' title='How to Tie a Balloon'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R7O_sYRIfgI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VENQZvoAvoM/s72-c/pintintruc2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-6949622575297115515</id><published>2008-02-08T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T12:03:23.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the Saddle Again.</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally feel like I've got my runnin' legs (and lungs) back.  I didn't realize how devastating an upper respiratory infection could be to your running (apparently you need your lungs in good shape, weird). Anyway, so I ran for a whole 60 minutes without stopping and although I was dang tired, I didn't feel like I was going to die. Which is a good thing, cuz there ain't no way I be runnin' this race in no hour! So, why am I writing about this... this is boring... I know what you're thinking. Well, I finished my run (on the treadmill) and as I was stretching I saw this commercial on NBC and all of a sudden I had some new motivation. I love the way God does little stuff like that, don't you. So, here it is. This is what I'll be doing Feb. 23rd. And like I said earlier, if you don't got anything to do that day, come down, do some shoppin and eatin and cheer me on while you're at it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cowtownmarathon.org/intro.htm"&gt;Watch commercial Here!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-6949622575297115515?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6949622575297115515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=6949622575297115515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/6949622575297115515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/6949622575297115515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/back-in-saddle-again.html' title='Back in the Saddle Again.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-5818036775592150952</id><published>2008-02-03T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:17:02.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Needing Motivation</title><content type='html'>So, I've got three weeks til the big race and I have to admit that my "training" hasn't been going well. I got sick last week with a upper respiratory infection and apparently it's very difficult to breath when strickin with such a thing (especially when you try to run... yes, i tried it). So, I am feeling a little discouraged, like I can't do this... and I REALLY want to. I'm notorious for starting things like this and then talking myself out of them. So, on one hand I'm like, "ya know, it's not the end of the world. I could just do a 5K or a 10K instead... but I WANT to do the half!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the other hand I think, "ya know what Lord, you made this body and you know exactly what it is capable of doing and you are MORE than capable to allow it to do ANYTHING! Because "nothing is too hard for Jesus," (learned that in kids branch today)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, maybe I'm just writing this to get some encouragement. I've got three weeks left and I know that God can do anything He wants to with me in those 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I pray for a supernatural strength and willingness to finish my training strong for these next 3 weeks. Give me restful sleep, an appetite for good and wholesome foods, and a hunger for Your Word to sustain me. Help me to remember to ask for my "daily bread" each day. Protect my body from injury and my mind from discouraging thoughts. I love you so much and am honored that You would allow me to do incredible things with this temple you have given me. Remind me to be respectful of it. Thank you for the people reading this. I pray you would bless their day tomorrow beyond any expectations they may or may not have. Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-5818036775592150952?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5818036775592150952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=5818036775592150952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5818036775592150952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5818036775592150952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/02/needing-motivation.html' title='Needing Motivation'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3103822552330937453</id><published>2008-01-25T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T10:03:38.131-08:00</updated><title type='text'>room for rent?? Anyone? Anyone?</title><content type='html'>So, I'm really glad that I named this blog "The Abundant Life" cause sometimes I don't feel that way... it's a nice reminder I suppose. It's been a rough several weeks for the Hooten house. You know when you get to that point where you don't even know what to pray for any more and you just wish God would come down and say, "Hey... do this." --- well, I'm there. I'm tired, I'm frustrated and I absolutely hate money. So anyway, I think what we need to do is move. Don't freak out... I just mean move to a different apartment. I've been looking on the internet for 2 days already and it's an absolute nightmare trying to find apartments here cuz there's like a billion of them. So, I thought I would blog about this little predicament and maybe, JUST MAYBE, someone has a suggestion or has some good info for me. At this point, I wish we could just move back into our little attic that we had when we first got married... no really... it was an attic transformed into a bedroom with a bathroom. So if anyone knows of anyone or any place that might be worth checking out please let me know. And say a little prayer for us if you want. Prayers are always good, especially when I feel like I'm out of 'em.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3103822552330937453?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3103822552330937453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3103822552330937453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3103822552330937453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3103822552330937453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/01/room-for-rent-anyone-anyone.html' title='room for rent?? Anyone? Anyone?'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-5955081820290710587</id><published>2008-01-14T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:55:18.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Year.</title><content type='html'>So this is the year 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asking myself what I want to do differently this year. Of course, there are so many things I could change... I mean, I could think of a million and one things. So, I'm just gonna ramble for a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;This year has already begun with a bang... and not a good bang. It's the third week of January and I'm still trying to get back in the swing of things. Clay got a promotion before the break (thank you Jesus), which is awesome, but it does mean that he has to work more. A few late nights a week I guess isn't too bad. I'm really glad my mom and dad live so close or I might be in really bad shape. So, we're learning to adjust to this new lifestyle and new hours. We keep saying that we're going to start going to bed before midnight... buy as you can see that's not happening for me (it's 1:36 am). I have a hard time shutting down at night and have for sometime now. I'm not sure what that is about, but it has gotten really old. I think on average, I get to bed at 2 am. And that can't be good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm training for a half marathon. I've never done anything like this before and I'm a little nervous. I've got 6 more weeks before the big day. I do a lot of praying when I run. I think it is amazing how the Lord designed our bodies to withstand so much. He designed us to do so many amazing and wonderful things. Sometime when I'm running and praying I can feel that tingly feeling you get when you know He's just right there with you. I love that. So, February 23rd in Ft. Worth if anyone wants to come out and cheer me on... cause I'm gonna need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our cell group met "officially" for the first time this year on Sunday. We've been contemplating whether we should stay there or branch out. But this Sunday sure was powerful. At the end of all our talking we each took a turn prophesying (sp) over each other. I've never really done anything like that and wasn't really sure how to do it. In fact, I just sat there until everyone else had gone... waiting for the Lord to give me some kind of magical feeling so that I would know who I was suppose to speak over and know exactly what I was going to say. Well, that never happened. I'm learning that it doesn't always happen that way. Sometimes the feeling doesn't come until after we open our mouths. I wonder if He just wants to see if we trust Him enough to start speaking. And when I did, I had things to say that I never would have thought of had I not been under the influence of the Almighty. It's overwhelming really... why does He choose us? Why me? After all that I've done and haven't done. After all the times He's asked me to do something and I've conveniently been deaf. He still keeps trying and gives us chance after chance. Why wouldn't anyone want to serve a God like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read through all those ramblings, I hope that it made sense and that maybe there was something in there you needed to hear. Sometimes I feel like I'm so full of... something, that if I don't just write stuff or talk it out I'll explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you're reading this and you don't believe in something. I encourage you to try talking to the Lord, Jesus, God. Just try it and see if it doesn't make a difference in your life. See if you can feel that tingly feeling. He's always right there with you... I think He just gives us a little nudge sometimes to remind us of how real He is. And He is... so real.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-5955081820290710587?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5955081820290710587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=5955081820290710587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5955081820290710587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5955081820290710587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-year.html' title='This Year.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-7476917814239249178</id><published>2008-01-10T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T07:41:09.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey good lookin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, over the break my sweet sister took some pictures of Clay and I. As usual she did an amazing job and I just wanted everyone to come see how good we look. If you want to check out her website it's &lt;a href="http://www.shanrenee.com/"&gt;http://www.shanrenee.com/&lt;/a&gt; and she will travel ANYWHERE to take your picture. She's amazing, and I love her, and if she's reading this... move here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8cJmNRaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/D81Z_HOyqZo/s1600-h/n634105064_1997412_5534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153873277882287522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8cJmNRaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/D81Z_HOyqZo/s400/n634105064_1997412_5534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8cZmNRbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y7dJF6Vsm2Y/s1600-h/n634105064_1997414_5781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153873282177254834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8cZmNRbI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Y7dJF6Vsm2Y/s400/n634105064_1997414_5781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8cZmNRcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/QlzXSi5tLls/s1600-h/n634105064_1997417_6547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153873282177254850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8cZmNRcI/AAAAAAAAAI4/QlzXSi5tLls/s400/n634105064_1997417_6547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8XJmNRXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9TDq9UXT6JA/s1600-h/n634105064_1997407_4241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153873191982941554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8XJmNRXI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/9TDq9UXT6JA/s400/n634105064_1997407_4241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8XZmNRYI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3eLkHk3QClA/s1600-h/n634105064_1997410_5033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153873196277908866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8XZmNRYI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3eLkHk3QClA/s400/n634105064_1997410_5033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8XpmNRZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u3ExUVwzS-s/s1600-h/n634105064_1997411_5276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153873200572876178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8XpmNRZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u3ExUVwzS-s/s400/n634105064_1997411_5276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-7476917814239249178?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/7476917814239249178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=7476917814239249178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/7476917814239249178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/7476917814239249178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/01/hey-good-lookin.html' title='Hey good lookin&apos;'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4Y8cJmNRaI/AAAAAAAAAIo/D81Z_HOyqZo/s72-c/n634105064_1997412_5534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-2778107204004662309</id><published>2008-01-07T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:22:07.497-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What really matters.</title><content type='html'>Well, I have tons of pics from Christmas and New Years, but I thought this gift needed it's OWN blog. Let me first say that if you don't know, I've been wanting one of these for a looooooooooonnnnnnnng time. And my sweet family that I nanny for gave me one FOR CHRISTMAS!!!!! I'M SO EXCITED!!! I may just have like a cookie party or something and invite everyone over to eat cookies til we explode. Doesn't that sound marvelous?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LN_pmNRVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/RQQ7WDpSgbA/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152907417046828370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LN_pmNRVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/RQQ7WDpSgbA/s400/IMG_0152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LN_5mNRWI/AAAAAAAAAII/4EK8VN1MWdI/s1600-h/IMG_0151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152907421341795682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LN_5mNRWI/AAAAAAAAAII/4EK8VN1MWdI/s400/IMG_0151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Isn't she a beauty?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LIvJmNRJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8Ga9PZnTFqA/s1600-h/IMG_0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152901636020847762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LIvJmNRJI/AAAAAAAAAGg/8Ga9PZnTFqA/s400/IMG_0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The little lady in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-2778107204004662309?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2778107204004662309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=2778107204004662309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2778107204004662309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2778107204004662309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-really-matters.html' title='What really matters.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LN_pmNRVI/AAAAAAAAAIA/RQQ7WDpSgbA/s72-c/IMG_0152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-5732769769593621898</id><published>2007-12-14T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:10:14.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Clay!!</title><content type='html'>Well, we celebrated Clay's 25th birthday yesterday! He's growing up so fast. The day was filled with birthday wishes and cakes and gifts... I think he had a pretty dang esiting birthday. I'll post some pics later. Last night we went to dinner with several of Clay's buddies at Cheesecake Factory. It was yummy, yummy and the guys were sweet enough to get Clay a big ballon... with a Bratz girl on it. It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152903285288289458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKPJmNRLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4d4v1xWrF74/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everyone can always use socks! Hey, c'mon... they were Puma socks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152903276698354850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKOpmNRKI/AAAAAAAAAGo/EbmfalYBThQ/s400/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;His most prized posession... Guitar Hero 1 and 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152903289583256770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKPZmNRMI/AAAAAAAAAG4/kxgz-qGSe_4/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clay and his best bud Casey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tonight we are having dinner with my parents and GINNY!!!!! If you don't know who Ginny is then you are missing out on THE best grandmother in the WHOLE WORLD!! I'll post some pics of tonights events tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152903877993776338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKxpmNRNI/AAAAAAAAAHA/gVqCH9ak6jc/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ginny and Max! It was so fun having them here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152904217296192786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LLFZmNRRI/AAAAAAAAAHg/5aNe7nWzSis/s400/IMG_0106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Don't get up Molly... good girl.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152903882288743650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKx5mNROI/AAAAAAAAAHI/xXhPHpuvbOY/s400/IMG_0075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Biz in her Christmas sweater. She is so photogenic... I think she gets it from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN-- tomorrow we are CHRISTMAS SHOPPING!!! I mean, could I wait til the last minute... oh wait... i am. Whatev. We've got my parents office Christmas party tomorrow night as well. Somehow we always get invited, even though we don't work there. It's a lot of fun and FREE FOOD!!! We'll do a chinese gift exchange over there so there's sure to be some funny pics of that to come as well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152903886583710962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKyJmNRPI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/gB2h9FgZwag/s400/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Chinese Christmas... so fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152904225886127410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LLF5mNRTI/AAAAAAAAAHw/DJ_CEUqwEno/s400/IMG_0111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clay's worried face that he wouldn't get the present HE brought... that's right, we play dirty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152904221591160098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LLFpmNRSI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AHXvVsXofg0/s400/IMG_0120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Victory... Oh yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152903895173645570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKypmNRQI/AAAAAAAAAHY/ZGC8Qis4yCc/s400/IMG_0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad showin' off his prize&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152904230181094722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LLGJmNRUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_Sg7rRkRTyo/s400/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mother also won the gift SHE brought... what a bunch of ninnies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-5732769769593621898?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/5732769769593621898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=5732769769593621898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5732769769593621898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/5732769769593621898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-clay.html' title='Happy Birthday Clay!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R4LKPJmNRLI/AAAAAAAAAGw/4d4v1xWrF74/s72-c/IMG_0004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-2941392356044833935</id><published>2007-12-07T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:46:32.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Biz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mxBmsYG8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/wWm5ppfAVos/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141335090744794050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mxBmsYG8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/wWm5ppfAVos/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't know, I happen to own the best, cutest dog in the whole world. It's true. Some of you may have THOUGHT that you had a cute dog... I'm sorry to inform you that I, in fact, DO have the cutest and sweetest dog... in the world. Izzie is a 6-year-old black cocker spaniel. She is originally from the streets of Lubbock, TX (it's a rough story). She was found by my brother's girlfriend, at the time, wandering the cold and lonely streets of L-town. Izzie spent the next few weeks hanging out with this girl and her roommates. They soon decided that they didn't want to be pestered by a sweet and precious animal. She was handed over to my brother, Matthew. Matt took the pup in, giving her the name Isabella which was soon shortened to Izzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie and I instantly fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Christmas I recieved many gifts... none that I can remember. But the last gift was a small oddly shaped one with my name on it. I unrolled the paper to find a beautiful purple collar speckled with rhinestones. The heart shaped tag hagging from the collar read, "Izzie."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart lept as I realized what was happening. Matt was giving her to me. It was the best present I've ever received. We've been together ever since. I always remember so many blessings this time of year, but I especially remember Izzie and how blessed I am to have her. Thank you God for puppies that fill our lives with joy, laughter, and sometimes sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141335077859892146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mxA2sYG7I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/mtdVFwEEwmI/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you God for Izzie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-2941392356044833935?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2941392356044833935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=2941392356044833935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2941392356044833935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2941392356044833935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/12/biz.html' title='The Biz'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mxBmsYG8I/AAAAAAAAAGY/wWm5ppfAVos/s72-c/IMG_0042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-8666415370032807987</id><published>2007-12-06T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:30:23.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carol of Lights!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it's that time of year already!! That's right Raider fans-- THE CAROL OF LIGHTS!! Clay and I went to Lubbock last weekend to join in the festivities and watch the lights of Tech campus shine for the first time this Christmas season. We got to see family and lots of old friends. It was a lot of fun. Just another reminder of how abundant our life is. We are rich indeed. Here's the pics from the weekend. Enjoy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p.s. The genius that I am, I forgot to bring my camera to the Carol of Lights... so... just use your imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141326131443014466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mo4GsYG0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/uKJexJbcX_U/s400/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me and Katie (she was one of my professors at Tech)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141326161507785554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mo52sYG1I/AAAAAAAAAFg/rcSYX0sZ5vo/s400/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Clay and Katie... not real sure what's going on here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141326616774318946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mpUWsYG2I/AAAAAAAAAFo/qU84Zm4LyTo/s400/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me, Katie, Larry (aka "THE NEAL"), Clay, and Melanie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Larry and Melanie were our first landlords as a married couple. She was our professor for our "Relationships" class (I'm not making this up) and she offered to let us rent her upstairs "apartment" for the 6 months we'd be in Lubbock after we were married. It was the best thing we ever did. YAY FOR NEALS!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141326638249155442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mpVmsYG3I/AAAAAAAAAFw/pNrIRJ8YSlA/s400/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sair-bear &amp;amp; me (my longest roomie ever...well... until Clay).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141326646839090050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mpWGsYG4I/AAAAAAAAAF4/lmLbrNk0nWQ/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's single... in case anyone wants to know. Who doesn't appreciate a girl who can make ya laugh?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141328012638690194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mqlmsYG5I/AAAAAAAAAGA/Rng9MeJrETw/s400/IMG_0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Daniel (my oldest bro), bein' dramatic... shocker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141328021228624802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mqmGsYG6I/AAAAAAAAAGI/1uST3Vmw7Jo/s400/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CLOSE-UP!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-8666415370032807987?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8666415370032807987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=8666415370032807987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8666415370032807987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8666415370032807987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/12/carol-of-lights.html' title='Carol of Lights!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R1mo4GsYG0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/uKJexJbcX_U/s72-c/IMG_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-851899603692863332</id><published>2007-11-24T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T17:06:06.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cranberry jello goodness recipe</title><content type='html'>First of all, if anyone thinks of a good name for this thing let me know. This is such a good alternative to cookies and cakes (if you're looking for one), and even if you don't care about that kind of stuff... it's just plain good so try it out and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you'll need:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 can (8.5 oz.) crushed pineapple&lt;br /&gt;1 pkg. (3 oz.) black cherry gelatin&lt;br /&gt;1/2 Cup of sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 Tbls. lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup gorud FRESH cranberries (this is the best part)&lt;br /&gt;1 small unpeeled orange (quartered, seeded, and ground&lt;br /&gt;1 Cup chopped celery (I know this sounds weird but trust me it's yummy)&lt;br /&gt;1/5 Cup chopped walnuts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatcha do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drain pineapple, reserving syrup&lt;br /&gt;2. Add water to syrup to make 1/2 cup&lt;br /&gt;3. Dissolve gelatin &amp;amp; sugar in 1 Cup boiling water&lt;br /&gt;4. Add syrup &amp;amp; lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;5. Chill til partially set.&lt;br /&gt;6. Add fruits, celery, and nuts&lt;br /&gt;7. Chill in 5-C ring mold overnight (And if you know what the heck a 5-C is please let me know. For now I'm just gonna use a glass bowl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serves 8-10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-851899603692863332?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/851899603692863332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=851899603692863332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/851899603692863332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/851899603692863332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/11/cranberry-jello-goodness-recipe.html' title='Cranberry jello goodness recipe'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-2752629774679112230</id><published>2007-11-24T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T16:53:32.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I know what a Thanksgiving turkey feels like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136573172805323826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jGFf_czDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/31aFg-UIxHU/s400/IMG_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Well, I'm probably not going to eat anything else til Christmas. Every year I ask myself, "why do I continue to eat when I'm not even hungry?!?" Is it because it only comes once a year? Is it because I'm afraid I might never get another meal? So while I continue to digest 72-hours worth of eating I thought I'd blog a little... ya know... work off those extra calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Clay and I went to Georgetown to celebrate Thanksgiving with his family (we swap off the holidays. One with his, one with mine, then the next year we switch 'em). And no, not Georgetown, VA... Texas. If you've never really been there and driven around the little historic neighborhood near the square, you really should. Especially if you have an appreciation for beautifully taken care of homes (which we do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jEUf_czAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-YO5zmlm_g0/s1600-h/IMG_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136571231480105986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jEUf_czAI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-YO5zmlm_g0/s400/IMG_0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This house was actually purchased from a Montgomery Ward catolouge like a billions years ago or something. Aparently shopping for a home was as easy as flipping through a magazine. Wouldn't that be nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136571244365007890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jEVP_czBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/wa7vMe_CKvM/s400/IMG_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jEV__czCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AefCzu6QOn4/s1600-h/IMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136571257249909794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jEV__czCI/AAAAAAAAAEc/AefCzu6QOn4/s400/IMG_0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Matt and Tiffany's house (Clay's cousin). It's basically everything we want in our first house. So cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136573181395258434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jGF__czEI/AAAAAAAAAEs/m2M30LyIqEM/s400/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kitchen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136573189985193042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jGGf_czFI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2Rd49EdgPHY/s400/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Living/Dining room (original 1950 hardwood floors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We ate plenty of food. Nana K spent like 3 weeks preparing everything... well... maybe not 3 weeks, but there was an ABUNDANCE of food. Enough to feed a small country. I thought I'd list out my favs and then end with a new recipe I got for a cranberry gelatin yumminess.... I don't know the "official" name for it, all you need to know is that it was Delish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My top 5 favorites this year&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. Cranberry gelatin yummy salad thing (I'll put this recipe in it's own post that way you can find it easier)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. Nana K stuffing (unfortunately, no recipe for that one)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. Chocolate fudge cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4. Chocolate fudge cake icing (it was so good I thought it deserved it's own place in the top 5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;5. Homemade rolls (they're alllllllllmost as good as the ones I make... what can I say)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-2752629774679112230?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2752629774679112230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=2752629774679112230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2752629774679112230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2752629774679112230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/11/now-i-know-what-thanksgiving-turkey.html' title='Now I know what a Thanksgiving turkey feels like...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/R0jGFf_czDI/AAAAAAAAAEk/31aFg-UIxHU/s72-c/IMG_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-4778491336475350289</id><published>2007-11-15T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T08:58:57.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoey &amp; Maggie-Moo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, if you've never met my niece and nephew... then you are missing out on two of the cutest and sweetest kids on this planet!! We FINALLY got to go down and see Christa and Joe (Clay's sister and her hubby) the weekend before last. They live right outside of Gatesville out in the middle of nowhere! I just couldn't believe how quiet it was out there. They've got all kinds of animals out there-- dogs, cats, sheep, cows, horses, chickens... We had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133106940923923282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx1kP_cy1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/3rvmZASZLh8/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Joey had a soccer game, so we got to see him play a little bit. SO CUTE!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133106949513857890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx1kv_cy2I/AAAAAAAAAC8/7dUo3vMeLv8/s400/IMG_0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;huggin' his aunt deska... I wish I had a picture of him running to me. Melts your heart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133107765557644146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx2UP_cy3I/AAAAAAAAADE/O59PxkVeWik/s400/IMG_0074.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the gang gettin' ready to eat. I'm in heaven right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133107774147578754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx2Uv_cy4I/AAAAAAAAADM/9utwOFmrF1w/s400/IMG_0078bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maggie-Moo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133108710450449314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx3LP_cy6I/AAAAAAAAADc/4P5llhCaX6k/s400/IMG_0092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey was showin' off his tramp skills.... and by tramp I mean trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133109298860968882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx3tf_cy7I/AAAAAAAAADk/JUlF6-03ZAE/s400/IMG_0095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the cutest thing I've ever seen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133109749832534994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx4Hv_cy9I/AAAAAAAAAD0/YG4Rh53S514/s400/IMG_0112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had a little pilgrim program at school that night. He was DEFINITELY the cutest one up there... and the loudest. We're so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133109303155936194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx3tv_cy8I/AAAAAAAAADs/tmCJcwrWRY0/s400/IMG_0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's the only person I know that can wear a messy face all the time AND pull it off. Work it girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133109762717436898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx4If_cy-I/AAAAAAAAAD8/iE4ltSV0uv0/s400/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's looking for an escape route.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133109998940638194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx4WP_cy_I/AAAAAAAAAEE/2Avmr2A3Dzk/s400/IMG_0129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It amazes me how long a bounce house can entertain a child... needlesstosay, it was a very sad day when we had to take her out of the bounce house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-4778491336475350289?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4778491336475350289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=4778491336475350289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4778491336475350289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4778491336475350289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/11/yoey-maggie-moo.html' title='Yoey &amp; Maggie-Moo'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzx1kP_cy1I/AAAAAAAAAC0/3rvmZASZLh8/s72-c/IMG_0060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-3615513684412662891</id><published>2007-11-12T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:20:33.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Call Me Martha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sorry for the lapse in time between now and my last post. It's crazy how busy life gets... And we don't even have KIDS YET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I won't sit here and tell you EVERYTHING that has gone on between then and now... cause that's the whole reason I never blog. Instead I'll just jump right in and eventually... you'll catch up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday Clay and I started putting up Christmas decorations. And those of you who are thinking, "Christmas decorations?? NOW??" I'll have you know that I waited a whole 2 WEEKS longer than usual. What can I say? I love Christmas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My dad signed me up for a wreath decorating workshop this past weekend. It was soooo fun. It might have been a little more fun if I wasn't the ONLY one there. That's right. But anyway, I got a beautiful wreath that is now displayed at the top of our staircase. I'm so proud!! The pictures could never do it justice so you'll just have to come by and see it. I'll fix you some hot chocolate!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132127230070048738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzj6hkpvR-I/AAAAAAAAACk/gKNxA6PsMUU/s400/IMG_0031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend of ours said that we should put some mistletoe right above that picture... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132126607299790802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzj59UpvR9I/AAAAAAAAACc/CprbsiAiDzE/s400/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My masterpiece!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132127238659983346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzj6iEpvR_I/AAAAAAAAACs/oyhcc29148k/s400/IMG_0019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The Biz... turning her face away from the camera. She is SUCH a snob.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-3615513684412662891?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/3615513684412662891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=3615513684412662891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3615513684412662891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/3615513684412662891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-call-me-martha.html' title='Just Call Me Martha.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/Rzj6hkpvR-I/AAAAAAAAACk/gKNxA6PsMUU/s72-c/IMG_0031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-2804362093986460810</id><published>2007-05-24T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T14:28:33.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Did Delaware boys, what did Delaware?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, we just got back from Maryland on Tuesday. And I must say, it sure was fun! We went to Atlantic City -- AND WON A MILLION DOLLARS!!!!!!!!! Ok, not really... I think I lost 25 bucks. But it was fun anyway. Some of those people sittin' at those machines look like they've been there since 1947. I don't even know if AC was there then but I'm just sayin... they looked like death. I can't imagine spending a lot of my life in a casino. It's kinda sad really. You can't take pictures inside the casinos cause they freak out on ya. So, I only got like 2 shots when we were driving in and they're not great so shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068237678894695682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 436px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="138" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlX_UPfExQI/AAAAAAAAABk/pat2Snoi1dA/s400/IMG_0027.JPG" width="465" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068237919412864274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlX_iPfExRI/AAAAAAAAABs/W1zn0BsZfMk/s400/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068238357499528482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlX_7vfExSI/AAAAAAAAAB0/jye_tHtthUo/s400/IMG_0037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also got to go to Havre de Grace (of course). I just love it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068241273782322514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlYClffExVI/AAAAAAAAACM/zK3-3r6AINc/s400/IMG_0060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068241428401145186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlYCuffExWI/AAAAAAAAACU/8XqIcyWWu9k/s400/IMG_0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068240195745531202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlYBmvfExUI/AAAAAAAAACE/xswdRmUwSAw/s400/IMG_0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Had some donuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068239414061483314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlYA5PfExTI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PTgZDKhfMv8/s400/IMG_0046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Had some subs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was all around a pretty fantastic time of... well... eating...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Posting these pics takes forever so I'll post some more later. I grow impatient pretty quick when it comes to blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/21285740-2804362093986460810?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/2804362093986460810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=2804362093986460810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2804362093986460810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/2804362093986460810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-did-delaware-boys-what-did.html' title='What Did Delaware boys, what did Delaware?'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RlX_UPfExQI/AAAAAAAAABk/pat2Snoi1dA/s72-c/IMG_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-4203088261955075701</id><published>2007-05-03T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:48:20.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWEET little buttercup, DEAR little buttercup...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RjrI5ZaTlrI/AAAAAAAAABc/AnvX1RGJH3w/s1600-h/three_amigos_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060578019703494322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RjrI5ZaTlrI/AAAAAAAAABc/AnvX1RGJH3w/s400/three_amigos_ver2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, if you've never seen the movie "The Three Amigos" you must go right now and rent it. OR, better yet, just go buy it cause you'll want to own it forever. If you are a movie buff like me and Clay are you will greatly appreciate the &lt;em&gt;plethora&lt;/em&gt; of one-liners in this great film. Go watch it. It'll change your life. "Lip balm?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-4203088261955075701?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4203088261955075701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=4203088261955075701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4203088261955075701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4203088261955075701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/05/sweet-little-buttercup-dear-little.html' title='SWEET little buttercup, DEAR little buttercup...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RjrI5ZaTlrI/AAAAAAAAABc/AnvX1RGJH3w/s72-c/three_amigos_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-1410727161803851089</id><published>2007-04-30T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:42:38.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop yelling...</title><content type='html'>So, I've had plenty of people yell at me for NEVER updating this thing. What can I say? I'M SORRY!!!!! Don't they say that it takes 3 weeks of doing somthing to make it a habit? Well, I'm going to try. I must say that I appreciate all of you who hold me accountable and remind me of this obligation I've committed myself to. Now, let's get down to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clay is at a new job!! WOO HOO! We are super excited and he is really enjoying it. It's called &lt;a href="http://www.razorcompetitive.com/"&gt;Razor Competitive Edge &lt;/a&gt;and it's an advertising agency. They have a pretty sweet website so check it out. Don't ask me what all he is doing there because I couldn't really tell you. It sounds fun though whenever he tells me what he does all day. Anyway, the Lord really helped us out with that one. We are so grateful and feel extremely blessed that Clay is where he is. So, thanks to all of you for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still "working from home." I haven't really had that many jobs going on lately so I've been keeping busy trying to be a good wife and take care of my sweet husband. Here are some designs I've been working on for various things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059446252871325330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RjbDj5aTlpI/AAAAAAAAABM/4M78-hBwtv0/s400/M%26E+savedate.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059446033827993218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RjbDXJaTloI/AAAAAAAAABE/RVpGQtY-45E/s400/m%26e+invites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059446600763676322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RjbD4JaTlqI/AAAAAAAAABU/vOnkbjGv5rU/s400/IMG_7807cvr2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzie is doing well. We are letting her ears grow out and they get leaves caught in them a lot, but she sure does look sweet. I don't know what I would do without that precious little dog. I mean, how do people survive without them?? I'll never understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shan was here this past week -- that's right, I said A WEEK! She got to stay a whole week with us... that's seven days people!! It was a blast. We took all kinds of pictures that you can see on her &lt;a href="http://capturedphotography.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;. I would put them on my blog, but blogger is being retarded so just go look at her website. It's more fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!! And we're going to Maryland in 16 days!! Clay and I are going to spend a week with my grandparents in Bel Air, MD -- eatin' crabs, Atlantic City, D.C., Havre De Grace, Sam's subs, Gohl's bakery!!!!!!! I CAN HARDLY WAIT!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-1410727161803851089?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1410727161803851089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=1410727161803851089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1410727161803851089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1410727161803851089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/04/stop-yelling.html' title='Stop yelling...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RjbDj5aTlpI/AAAAAAAAABM/4M78-hBwtv0/s72-c/M%26E+savedate.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-8925602976505899373</id><published>2007-01-12T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T11:20:29.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blues Brother</title><content type='html'>Well, we are well into the new year by now and I hope everyone is still pluggin away at those new year's resolutions (or new year's revolutions). So far I've been doing a pretty good job (with some help from the big guy upstairs) of going to the gym and eating better. It really is amazing how great you feel when you just do those two things. I mean, I can't for the life of me understand why we treat our bodies the way we do when it feels so good to treat our bodies well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this has been my first week of being home while Clay goes to work. I'm a housewife!!! Scary, I know. But I'm really loving it. God is being so faithful (I know you're shocked). I'm still doing stuff for the church. Right now I'm working on promoting a women's retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO, I'm working on my brother's album cover. We are getting stuff ready for his demos. It's gonna be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wonderful and beautiful sister (in-law) took some fabuous pictures of Matt a while back ago and we're using them for the album cover. (If you haven't seen her work you need to go to &lt;a href="http://www.shanrenee.com"&gt;shanrenee.com &lt;/a&gt;right now and see what I'm talking about.) Let me know which one you like the best:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019221992698432034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RafbzzOeSiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wQ1XDALGh7M/s400/IMG_7829cvr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019221984108497426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RafbzTOeShI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8sepzx80DyU/s400/IMG_7807cvr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's playing Saturday night at The Door in Deep Ellum at 8 pm. Check out his &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mattingramsound"&gt;myspace page &lt;/a&gt;and listen to some original pieces. He'll rock your freakin' face off!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-8925602976505899373?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/8925602976505899373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=8925602976505899373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8925602976505899373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/8925602976505899373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/01/well-we-are-well-into-new-year-by-now.html' title='Blues Brother'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BDRtqwfm2P4/RafbzzOeSiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wQ1XDALGh7M/s72-c/IMG_7829cvr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-1138166626218603616</id><published>2007-01-02T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T19:40:42.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should auld acquaintance be forgot?</title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYBODY! I hope everyone had a wonderful and safe New Years. We are finally back in town and ready to get back to civilization. Clay spent 3 weeks in Amarillo helping out the Yellow Book there and then we popped down to L-town to hang with his folks and my sweet and precious neice and nephew, Maggie and Joey (I'm totally Joey's favorite). I'll try to get some pics up before long. When we got back from Lubbock we had about two days til we left to go celebrate our 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!! Can you believe it's been a whole year?!? WEIRD! We spent 2 nights at The Gaylord Texan Resort in Grapevine and it was fabulous of course. We saved for 6 months just so we could stay there on our anniversary... well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now we're back spending time with my fam. Daniel and Shanna came in for New Year's and will be here a few days before they head off to another wedding in Houston. I miss them a lot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you all will have a blessed New Year, that you will be filled with hope and peace and joy beyond your understanding. I pray the Lord will bless you 10 times more than He did in the year 2006. Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-1138166626218603616?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/1138166626218603616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=1138166626218603616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1138166626218603616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/1138166626218603616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2007/01/should-auld-acquaintance-be-forgot.html' title='Should auld acquaintance be forgot?'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-4006743661126771004</id><published>2006-12-13T23:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T00:04:06.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMORROW, TOMORROW, I LOVE YA, TOMORROW...</title><content type='html'>Well, Clay comes home tomorrow... but not for good. He's driving back for the Yellow Book Christmas party (and to see his "beautiful wife"). THEN-- I'm going back with him to Amarillo (i know. I'm pretty excited about it) to spend the last week with him and THEN we go to Lubbock for Christmas with his parents. WHEW!! We are WORLD travelers what can I tell you? I don't really have anything interesting to post, but I have to post more regularly or people start yelling at me... (Rachel). But I don't want to name any names... So, I hope everyone's Christmas season is going well and that everyone is still praying that I'll have a White Christmas--- which, by the way, I totally watched that movie the other day and I don't think people realize just how amazing that film is. I mean, the scene where Judy and that guy tear it up on the stage is simply phenomenal... ya know... she's wearing the little yellow dress? Lauren knows what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get a MySpace account the other day. And is it just me or is that whole process really confusing. I felt like a complete moran after spending 30 minutes on just trying to figure out how to customize your page. Needless to say... I didn't really finish. And I probably won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dreaming of a whiiiiiite Christmaaaaaas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-4006743661126771004?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/4006743661126771004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=4006743661126771004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4006743661126771004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/4006743661126771004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/12/tomorrow-tomorrow-i-love-ya-tomorrow.html' title='TOMORROW, TOMORROW, I LOVE YA, TOMORROW...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-6110485736782803214</id><published>2006-12-07T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T21:36:54.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby it's cold outside</title><content type='html'>I just love the Christmas season. I'm not sure that I can put my finger on any one thing that makes this season better than any other... I just know I love it. Clay is in Amarillo for 3 weeks on business :( However, the Lord is doing amazing things with him over there. He is selling ads like crazy and having a great time (besides missing "his gorgeous wife" ;).   We are loving watching the Lord work in our lives daily. He never ceases to amaze me at how faithful and how abundant He really is. Clay's birthday is on Wednesday so be sure to send him an e-card (they're free at &lt;a href="http://www.hallmark.com"&gt;www.hallmark.com&lt;/a&gt; ) or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I get to spend with my 110 girls! I am so excited for the 4 of us to be together again... Dallas is not safe with us all here at the same time!!! We're all hanging out at my apartment for a weekend full of pedicures, cinnamon rolls, and laughing til we pee our pants. It is my recommendation that every girl have a "quad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day at Texas Dreams was on Tuesday. It was a great last day. Everyone was so nice and gave me big hugs. It definitly made it difficult to leave... but when I got to sleep in the next morning it wasn't that hard. HA!! I'm loving being home so far. I get to clean my house, work-out, and hang out with my Bestest friend Mel working on random projects and drinking the latest Sonic concoction (is that even how you spell that word??).  We have decided that we're going to start walking together in the mornings/early afternoon to some people. Which means we will most definitly have to go shopping for cute walking outfits because everyone knows you can't go tromping around Dallas wearing just any old thing... Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, life is good with the Hootens. We will be spending Christmas in Lubbock this year. I hate to admit that I'm kind of excited about it. I miss his family and our friends there. It will be really great to see everyone. We'll be there from Dec. 22-26th. So, give a call if you're gonna be there!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everybody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I would really appreciate it if I could send out a prayer request... and I'm really serious... I would like to pray for some serious snow. I haven't had a really white Christmas since... I don't even remember. I really want one this year. So, if you got time and you think about it -- hit your knees for some snow. Thanks ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-6110485736782803214?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/6110485736782803214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=6110485736782803214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/6110485736782803214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/6110485736782803214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/12/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby it&apos;s cold outside'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-116490951599566244</id><published>2006-11-30T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T09:58:36.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Sorry...</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok... here I am. I've had several complaints that my blog has been somewhat... uneventful for the past few months. However, I have great news (sort of)!!! I have decided to hang up the ol' coaching uniform (which i guess would be sweatpants and a t-shirt).  After today I will only have 4 days left of being a coach. I can't think of a better way to go really. I've been working with some pretty amazing little girls in a pretty amazing gym with my gymnastics idol for a boss. Life is pretty good and I feel amazingly blessed. I injured my back about a year ago and I've finally had enough pain. I am going to a really great doctor and he is going to get me back to my old self again. It's just going to take some time. So, I've decided to take care of my body (for once) and end my coaching days... When I say it like that it makes me want to cry a little... Anyway, Clay and I are really excited about me coming home and being a little housewife for a while. We don't really know what the Lord has planned but we are just counting on Him to do His thing. All that to say... I should have a lot more time to give my blog some well deserved attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can you believe it's almost been a year for Clay and I?!? Didn't we get married last week?!? Time flies when you're havin' fun I guess. I am so excited for the Christmas season! So many things going on I could just burst with excitement!! We are going to be in Lubbock for Christmas so if anybody wants to hook up with us and go see a movie or somethin' holla at me... So, I'm back!! I hope everyone is having a wonderful and beautiful Christmas season. Tis the season to be Merry!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-116490951599566244?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/116490951599566244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=116490951599566244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/116490951599566244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/116490951599566244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m Sorry...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-115560507580858937</id><published>2006-08-14T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T18:29:11.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Race for the Cure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/Race_Cure_Start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/Race_Cure_Start.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've decided to do something CRAZY!!!! I'm going to race for the cure!! I have a friend at church (Holly, who is amazing i must say) who brought it up the other day. She just had her first child and is trying to get back in shape. She needed some motivation, a goal, something I definately need. So, I decided that I'm going to do it with her. So, I'm trying to run every day to get ready for the 5k run. I've never done anything like this before but i am really excited. I decided that i should put it on my blog so that i feel like i'm being held accountable. I WILL NOT FAIL!!! The race is October 21st if anyone wants to join us. I know it's in Dallas somewhere but the details I am not sure of yet. I'll be sure to keep you updated. So, here i go!!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/Race%20for%20the%20Cure3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-115560507580858937?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115560507580858937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=115560507580858937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115560507580858937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115560507580858937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/race-for-cure.html' title='Race for the Cure'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-115549645268790403</id><published>2006-08-13T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T12:14:12.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO WORLD!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0863.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it's a really long story but we moved to dallas... a lot of stuff has happened and continues to happen and we are hopeful to have internet back in our house in like a month or so... sounds promising doesn't it. We're really just hiding from everybody. No... not really. So, i miss blogging and i have so much to show you all!!!! Birthdays, weddings, cakes, Six Flags, BABIES!!!!! Ok, i was totally kidding about the baby thing. Just wanted to see if I could pull a fast one on ya. Let me know if I gotcha. Anyway, life is amazing and extremely challenging. We loooooooovvvve Dallas, our jobs, and each other. We just can't believe it's been 7 months!! Time flies, huh? Hopefully this little entry will tied you over (is that how to spell that??? whatever, you know what i mean) until our comp is back up and running. I will try to get over here (mom and dad's) and write some stuff to let ya'll know what's going on in BIG D... but no promises. I would like to take this opportunity to give a shout out to my sweet, precious 110 girls. I've been thinkin' about you a lot and miss you all like CRAZY!!!!! I'm a bad friend and haven't called anyone... but then again, i think that's why we're all friends! LOVE LOVE LOVE to you all and I can't wait to see you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-115549645268790403?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115549645268790403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=115549645268790403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115549645268790403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115549645268790403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-world.html' title='HELLO WORLD!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-115048846675251493</id><published>2006-06-16T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T13:07:46.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to you Mrs. Robinson</title><content type='html'>So, when we moved here like 3 weeks ago, the first thing on the agenda was to get Rachel hitched! Here are some of the pics from the day before as well as the day of! It was beautiful and perfect. One of the most fun weddings I've ever been a part of. Thanks Rach for letting me be a part of your big day!! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;more to come...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-115048846675251493?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115048846675251493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=115048846675251493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115048846675251493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115048846675251493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/06/heres-to-you-mrs-robinson.html' title='Here&apos;s to you Mrs. Robinson'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-115012929063538897</id><published>2006-06-11T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:21:30.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ok, ok, so we're still alive... i promise!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0015.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0015.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everyone, long time no blog. I know you all have just been DYING to know what the heck is going on with us... (i hope ya'll are picking up the sarcasm there). Anyway, we are settling into our new place in Carrollton. It is absolutely perfect!! It is a totally cute one bedroom apartment, perfect for newlyweds (that's us!!). We are still trying to unpack all of the boxes and find a place for everything. It seems like you never know how much "crap" you've got until you move. I think we are in serious need of a garage sale. Anyway, I just finished my first week at my new job and it's fabulous. It is definately a big change from what I am used to, but I love the challenge and the people I work with are really amazing. Clay begins his training sometime this week (we hope) and he is really excited about it. Life has definately been crazy busy and lots and lots of stuff has happened. My sweet brother and amazingly wonderful sister (in-law, but whatever she is totally my real sister i just know it!) had a huge loss this past week and need all the prayers you've got. And of course Clay and I are just trying to get our feet under us financially so we could definately use some prayer there also. So, here's a few pics from what's been going on over here. Hopefully this will hold you over til something else cool happens. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Us with Mel &amp; Larry Neal, our landlords (sort of)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0003.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Our first place... empty.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0009.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0009.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pulling into our new apartment complex!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel &amp;amp; Shanna,&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys more than words could possibly ever say. You are both in my thoughts and prayers like every second it seems like. I miss you both so much and wish I could be there with you. Can't wait to see you again. I love you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-115012929063538897?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/115012929063538897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=115012929063538897' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115012929063538897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/115012929063538897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-ok-so-were-still-alive-i-promise.html' title='ok, ok, so we&apos;re still alive... i promise!!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114827112795604416</id><published>2006-05-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T21:21:10.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhibition... my last one... sniff, sniff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saturday we had our exhibition out at Talent Plus and I must say that I was a little more upset than I anticipated. I love my kids. I mean, I really love them and I am going to miss them so much! UGH!! They were all so sweet and wonderful. I made it through the whole day without crying until the end. Marilyn and Wayne acknowledged my leaving and got the kids to sign a big card for me. I can't believe we are really leaving this place. I am so excited to see what the Lord has in store for us in Dallas, but I will definately miss those kiddos. We move on Wednesday (Lord willing, if we can get everything packed up). If anyone wants to help us load up or wants to drive one of our cars down to Dallas just let me know. We definately need all the help we can get. Here's some of the pics from Saturday. See how cute they are???&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0017crp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0017crp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clay, me, Jaime &amp; Jordyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0016crp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0016crp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mikayla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0015bw.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0015bw.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haley Cagle... LOVE HER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0014.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0014.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelly Belly. We finally learned how to count our bounces!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0011.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0011.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kiddos... well, one class anyway. Believe me, there's many many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0010.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0010.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kenzie. She did her front flip by herself on Saturday!!! She's movin' to Illinois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0007.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0007.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0009.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0009.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tina &amp; Kenzie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0002crp.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0002crp.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0001bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0001bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jordyn... hoping they'll move to Dallas in the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tina, BOOM-BAM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0003bw.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Ashlyn. &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/21285740-114827112795604416?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114827112795604416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114827112795604416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114827112795604416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114827112795604416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/05/exhibition-my-last-one-sniff-sniff.html' title='Exhibition... my last one... sniff, sniff'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114767643962603833</id><published>2006-05-14T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T00:00:39.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Same weekend. Of course mom was still here. Here's the pics. I just love my momma. I hope and pray that when I have a daughter some day we are as good of friends as me and my mom are. Mom, I love you so much and I am so glad that you're my best friend in the whole world. I'm grateful for all the memories that we share and I look forward to all the memories we'll make in the years to come. You are a woman of God in every way and I'm so proud that I can call you mine. Thank you for all that you've done for me and all you continue to do for me and this family. We wouldn't be complete without you in our lives. I love you and can't wait for May 24th! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me and Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0081.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0081.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet parents&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My awesome family (Matthew Benjamin is not pictured, but we miss him a lot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114767643962603833?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114767643962603833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114767643962603833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114767643962603833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114767643962603833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114767547461475943</id><published>2006-05-14T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T23:44:50.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy weekend!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This weekend was crazy busy!!! Clay graduated on Saturday and is now officially done with school FOREVER!!! CONGRATULATIONS HONEY!!! My parents were in town and so was Clay's sister Christa and her beautiful children, Joey and Maggie-Moo. We had a little shin-dig over at the Hooten house Saturday afternoon and had a pretty good turn out. It's always so cool to see so many faces of people who love and care about you. Clay had a great time and was really honored that everyone was there. Thanks for making it such a special day for him guys! Here's some of the pics from all that good stuff. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0003.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0003.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0002crp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0002crp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0007.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and joey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0026bw.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0032.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the Hootens&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0039.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mel and Clay&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0049.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; look at all the people!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0051.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mel and Dave&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0056crp.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mom and Dad got us season passes to Six Flags!!!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0066bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We got him an iPod nano... he was shocked... that's his "I'm Shocked" face.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Mel, Alix, and Me&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0077bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mel and Joey Gillis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114767547461475943?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114767547461475943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114767547461475943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114767547461475943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114767547461475943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/05/busy-weekend.html' title='Busy weekend!!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114749484248084305</id><published>2006-05-12T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:34:02.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This One is for Rachel!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so i've been slackin' a little bit on the whole blog thing. I'm sorry. Life has been a little busy around here. Clay is graduating tomorrow so lots of family is in town. We've been hard at work on his parents kitchen (we remodeled and it looks AMAZING!). And on top of all of that we're trying to get ready to move (in our spare time). Anywho, after tomorrow things will be a little less stressful. Here's some pics of the kitchen during the remodel. If you want to see the final product you'll have to come and see it in person... or maybe i'll put it up in a couple days... i don't know. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0003.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0003.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the peach is the old and the blue is the new. Don't you love it?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You will not BELIEVE what these drawers look like now!! They look amazing!&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/21285740-114749484248084305?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114749484248084305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114749484248084305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114749484248084305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114749484248084305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-one-is-for-rachel.html' title='This One is for Rachel!!!!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114628759576783672</id><published>2006-04-28T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T22:13:15.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E.W.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/626019716_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/626019716_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Eric. If you don't know him... you should. His name is Eric Whitacre and I think that he is the most talented and blessed composer of coral music I've ever encountered. Some of you may know that our wedding featured his music... his beautiful music. Well, he is actually in town this weekend doing some Master classes at Tech and will be conducting several of his own pieces Saturday night. I found out today that he was also doing a concert tonight!! So, Clay and I went. It was amazing. The music that we heard was... moving... perfect... pure. To make a long story short, Clay was able to meet Eric today while he was rehearsing the singers for the concert tonight. I however, was not as fortunate. I won't be able to make it to the concert tomorrow on account of the state meet we're hosting. Needless to say, I'm sick. I did my best not to cry when I had found out that he had already returned to his hotel before I got a chance to say hello. Is it wrong to pray that somehow I would be able to meet him? Cause I think I'm going to. His music is wonderfully crafted and it will change your life. If you are interested in the concert AT ALL, PLEASE GO:&lt;br /&gt;Saturday April 29th&lt;br /&gt;8:00 pm at Hemmle recital hall&lt;br /&gt;Texas Tech University&lt;br /&gt;And if you happen to catch Eric please tell him that he has blessed my life with his music and that I look forward to meeting him... hopefully soon. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must "surrender off to sleep." (&lt;em&gt;Sleep&lt;/em&gt; - Eric Whitacre composer). Please enjoy------- &lt;a href="http://www.ericwhitacre.com"&gt;www.ericwhitacre.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114628759576783672?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114628759576783672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114628759576783672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114628759576783672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114628759576783672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/04/ew.html' title='E.W.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114584867952921924</id><published>2006-04-23T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T20:17:59.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger is dumb and makes me mad!</title><content type='html'>The title says it all. I tried to put my Easter pics up but Blogger decided that that was a bad idea and wouldn't download my pictures. THAT MAKES ME FURIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway, stay tuned for Easter pics as well as pics from Rachel and Nick's shower this past Saturday. POOP ON YOU BLOGGER!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114584867952921924?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114584867952921924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114584867952921924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114584867952921924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114584867952921924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/04/blogger-is-dumb-and-makes-me-mad.html' title='Blogger is dumb and makes me mad!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114584847567701743</id><published>2006-04-23T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T20:14:35.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Boo-Yeah!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok, so I've been a little busy lately and haven't gotten a chance to update this thing in a while. So, here it is. Clay and I spent Easter with my folks in Dallas. I just love Easter. Clay had never dyed eggs until he met me and I was shocked of course! So, here's the pics from our egg fest. Enjoy!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dad looking tough with the Easter eggs. Oooo, scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the set up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0097.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clay's beautiful egg to match his beautiful cute little self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the line up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0114.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's me... in case you couldn't tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The fam&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sad... you'll see why later on. But look how hot my husband looks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; COLORING EGGS IS SOOOOO FUN!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0084.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I worked really hard on this one and then I dropped it... *sniff, sniff*&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/21285740-114584847567701743?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114584847567701743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114584847567701743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114584847567701743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114584847567701743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/04/easter-boo-yeah.html' title='Easter Boo-Yeah!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114486448931900258</id><published>2006-04-12T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T10:54:49.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graphic Designing...</title><content type='html'>As some of you may know, I LOOOOVE graphic designing! I've been working on a lot more stuff lately for all kinds of events and I am thinking that I need to start a little business on the side. The dilema: I need a name for this little business! I would like to stay away from using my name. I've thought about just using "Upstairs," but then I need a tag line or something to go with it. Why upstairs you ask? Well, for one I started really getting into all of this since Clay and I got married and moved into our UPSTAIRS apartment. But also, I like the subtle implication that the ideas aren't coming from me, but rather from the Big Man Upstairs. I want my designs to be fun, lively, weird, and somewhat simple. So help me out with a tag line that would imply those things. Here's some of my recent stuff. I'm a work in progress - remember that.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/Rachel%27s%20shower.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Rachel and Nick's shower invitations!!!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/Grace%20shirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t-shirt design for Talent Plus dance recital coming up in May.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114486448931900258?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114486448931900258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114486448931900258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114486448931900258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114486448931900258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/04/graphic-designing.html' title='Graphic Designing...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114481828967838794</id><published>2006-04-11T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T22:04:49.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A "Dream" Come True... cheesy, I know.</title><content type='html'>Well, I have accepted the job from Texas Dreams Gymnastics as of TODAY! I am very excited and extremely blessed to have such an amazing opportunity. I will be learning LOTS of new things in this position and am totally siked about it all. Thank you for your prayers and please continue to hit your knees for Clay's job situation. It's only a few (like 7) weeks away! Dallas, here we come!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0005bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This picture has nothing to do with getting a job, I just wanted to show off my muscles... HA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114481828967838794?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114481828967838794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114481828967838794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114481828967838794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114481828967838794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/04/dream-come-true-cheesy-i-know.html' title='A &quot;Dream&quot; Come True... cheesy, I know.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114395891012946867</id><published>2006-04-01T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:21:53.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monk And Neagle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/picl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/picl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/picl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/picl4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, we went to see Monk And Neagle Friday night with Mel and Dave (one of Dave's fav bands) and I was pleasantly surprised. Mel and I didn't really feel like going to a "concert," but I left feeling pretty blessed by it. They are truly amazing musicians and I can tell that their love for the Lord is genuine and precious. We had the opportunity to meet them and their beautiful wives after their show. THEN, we went to Chili's and saw them there again!! They are still on the road touring so say a prayer for them real quick when you read this. If you've never heard their music go listen to it now. I just know you'll love it. (And by the way... I definately didn't take these pics. I got them off their website: Trent Monk - left &amp;amp; Michael Neagle - right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkandneagle.com/"&gt;www.monkandneagle.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114395891012946867?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114395891012946867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114395891012946867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114395891012946867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114395891012946867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/04/monk-and-neagle.html' title='Monk And Neagle'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114374733070979704</id><published>2006-03-30T11:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T11:35:30.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shanna's belated b-day party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me reading a receipe for a cake I found on Marthastewart.com It looked simple enough, and it certainly looked yummy. Chocolate... SHANNA'S FAVORITE!!! PERFECT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Yeah, I can do this. Piece a cake!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Notice how similar the two cakes look...  What did I do wrong??? &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Oh well, it still looked good enough to eat.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Shanna-bo!! I love you a lot! I don't know what I'd do without a sister!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114374733070979704?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114374733070979704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114374733070979704' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114374733070979704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114374733070979704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/shannas-belated-b-day-party.html' title='Shanna&apos;s belated b-day party'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114374599261732954</id><published>2006-03-30T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T11:13:12.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First things first...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was Molly &amp; Izzie's final ride from Lubbock to Dallas. We took them home to mom and dad over spring break. It was pretty hard. I miss them a lot, but they are having a lot of fun with grandma and grandpa. We get to go up there next weekend and I can't wait to see them... the dogs that is. HA HA!! Ok, Ok, and my parents too! Anyway, so these are our farewell pictures to Molly and Izzie. They are officially Dallas girls now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114374599261732954?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114374599261732954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114374599261732954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114374599261732954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114374599261732954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/first-things-first.html' title='First things first...'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114348444583979081</id><published>2006-03-27T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T10:34:06.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/ebflogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 144px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/ebflogo.jpg" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, so we need some serious prayer over these two things. I've been trying not to bring it up cause I didn't want to make a big deal out of it if we didn't get the jobs. However, we are getting down to crunch time and we could really use your prayers. I applied to Texas Dreams gymnastics in Coppell over spring break. It's been looking pretty good, but they have not offered me a position yet. I really like this gym. The staff seems very nice and the athletes are just amazing. I had the opportunity to work on the floor with some of their youngest and most talented athletes when I was there for the break. I am anxiously waiting to hear back from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/brand_title.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/brand_title.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Clay interviewed with this company. It is a very well known and high-to-do car dealership in the Dallas area. I am really proud of him. He has really been working hard at staying in contact and making sure they know who he is. I can't imagine why anyone wouldn't want to hire Clay. He knows everything about cars, he's very likable, and he's REALLY cute! I don't think I've ever seen him want something this badly. So, if you could keep him in your prayers also we would greatly appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;We know that the Lord has a plan for us. He always does. Sometimes it is so hard to trust Him and be still with stuff like this. I know He will provide and I want you to see it happen. We may not get these jobs, but even if we don't, He will give us something better... better than we could ever imagine. It's the abundant life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114348444583979081?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114348444583979081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114348444583979081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114348444583979081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114348444583979081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok-so-we-need-some-serious-prayer-over.html' title=''/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114326378207903117</id><published>2006-03-24T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T21:16:22.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twister!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWISTER!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is the theme for the State meet coming up in April. Talent Plus Upsidedowners (where I work) is in charge of this meet. As you can probably guess, it's a pretty big deal. I've had the privledge of designing the T-shirts and esentially the theme all together. I've been working a lot more since the meet is only 4 weeks away so I've stayed pretty busy. I'll keep ya posted on how everything is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/Twister%20shirt2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is also my sweet sister's birthday!! She is out of town for the weekend shooting a wedding and I'm pretty sad I couldn't go with her. Hopefully, we'll get to hang out when she gets back. I'll be sure to take some pics if we do. I love you Shan!!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114326378207903117?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114326378207903117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114326378207903117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114326378207903117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114326378207903117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/twister.html' title='Twister!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114313826941780148</id><published>2006-03-23T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T10:24:29.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Trilogy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, as I said I have been working on some promotional stuff for Farmers Branch Church for their women's retreats. We're presenting the three retreats as a trilogy - so you don't want to miss ANY of them! I had the hardest time with this particular project. It had become something &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was trying to do instead of letting the Lord do it &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;through&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me. I finally had to throw in the towel and say, "ok, I just can't do this..." and I started over. So, this first file is &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; efforts for the trilogy poster &lt;strong&gt;(it's a mess!).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/NOTGOD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the second one is the one that the Lord did. Look at the difference. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/400/God.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isn't He amazing!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114313826941780148?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114313826941780148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114313826941780148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114313826941780148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114313826941780148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/trilogy.html' title='The Trilogy'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114301799377604194</id><published>2006-03-22T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T01:04:24.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a good day.</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted in a while so i'm sure many of you are wondering if i'm still alive over here. I'm still here. I had a good day today and thought I'd share it. I've been working on some more stuff for Farmers Branch Church Women's ministry. They are heading up a spa retreat called "Oasis" in June and I'm officially a part of the team puttting things together. Of course my part is the promotional stuff (which i LOVE). I've come up with a logo and am now working on posters and such. This will be the 2nd part of a trilogy of retreats for the women. I'M SO EXCITED!! The best part about working on this retreat stuff is that I'm always in the Word. Needless to say, I'm learning a lot and I'm having to really study these different stories. It's so amazing to me that the Lord could write a book (through man even!) that could give us every answer we'd ever need for the rest of our time here on earth. I thought I'd share the story that we're studying for the spa retreat for your enjoyment! This translation is The Message. I like this translation because it's easy to read a little more entertaining:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Woman at the Well&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1Jesus realized that the Pharisees were keeping count of the baptisms that he and John performed 2(although his disciples, not Jesus, did the actual baptizing). They had posted the score that Jesus was ahead, turning him and John into rivals in the eyes of the people. 3So Jesus left the Judean countryside and went back to Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;4To get there, he had to pass through Samaria. 5He came into Sychar, a Samaritan village that bordered the field Jacob had given his son Joseph. 6Jacob's well was still there. Jesus, worn out by the trip, sat down at the well. It was noon.&lt;br /&gt;7A woman, a Samaritan, came to draw water. Jesus said, "Would you give me a drink of water?" 8(His disciples had gone to the village to buy food for lunch.)&lt;br /&gt;9The Samaritan woman, taken aback, asked, "How come you, a Jew, are asking me, a Samaritan woman, for a drink?" (Jews in those days wouldn't be caught dead talking to Samaritans.)&lt;br /&gt;10Jesus answered, "If you knew the generosity of God and who I am, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you would be asking &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt; for a drink,&lt;/span&gt; and I would give you fresh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;living water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;11The woman said, "Sir, you don't even have a bucket to draw with, and this well is deep. So how are you going to get this "living water'? 12Are you a better man than our ancestor Jacob, who dug this well and drank from it, he and his sons and livestock, and passed it down to us?"&lt;br /&gt;13Jesus said, "Everyone who drinks this water will get thirsty again and again. 14Anyone who drinks the water I give will &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;never thirst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;--not ever. The water I give will be an artesian spring within, gushing fountains of endless life."&lt;br /&gt;15The woman said, "Sir, give me this water so I won't ever get thirsty, won't ever have to come back to this well again!"&lt;br /&gt;16He said, "Go call your husband and then come back."&lt;br /&gt;17"I have no husband," she said.&lt;br /&gt;"That's nicely put: "I have no husband.' 18You've had five husbands, and the man you're living with now isn't even your husband. You spoke the truth there, sure enough."&lt;br /&gt;19"Oh, so you're a prophet! 20Well, tell me this: Our ancestors worshiped God at this mountain, but you Jews insist that Jerusalem is the only place for worship, right?"&lt;br /&gt;21"Believe me, woman, the time is coming when you Samaritans will worship the Father neither here at this mountain nor there in Jerusalem. 22You worship guessing in the dark; we Jews worship in the clear light of day. God's way of salvation is made available through the Jews. 23But the time is coming--it has, in fact, come--when what you're called will not matter and where you go to worship will not matter.&lt;br /&gt;"It's who you are and the way you live that count before God. Your worship must engage your spirit in the pursuit of truth. That's the kind of people the Father is out looking for: those who are simply and honestly themselves before him in their worship. 24God is sheer being itself--Spirit. Those who worship him must do it out of their very being, their spirits, their true selves, in adoration."&lt;br /&gt;25The woman said, "I don't know about that. I do know that the Messiah is coming. When he arrives, we'll get the whole story."&lt;br /&gt;26"&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am he&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;," said Jesus. "You don't have to wait any longer or look any further."&lt;br /&gt;27Just then his disciples came back. They were shocked. They couldn't believe he was talking with that kind of a woman. No one said what they were all thinking, but their faces showed it.&lt;br /&gt;28The woman took the hint and left. In her confusion she left her water pot. Back in the village she told the people, 29"Come see a man who knew all about the things I did, who knows me inside and out. Do you think this could be the Messiah?" 30And they went out to see for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;It's Harvest Time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31In the meantime, the disciples pressed him, "Rabbi, eat. Aren't you going to eat?"&lt;br /&gt;32He told them, "I have food to eat you know nothing about."&lt;br /&gt;33The disciples were puzzled. "Who could have brought him food?"&lt;br /&gt;34Jesus said, "The food that keeps me going is that I do the will of the One who sent me, finishing the work he started. 35As you look around right now, wouldn't you say that in about four months it will be time to harvest? Well, I'm telling you to open your eyes and take a good look at what's right in front of you. These Samaritan fields are ripe. It's harvest time!&lt;br /&gt;36"The Harvester isn't waiting. He's taking his pay, gathering in this grain that's ripe for eternal life. Now the Sower is arm in arm with the Harvester, triumphant. 37That's the truth of the saying, "This one sows, that one harvests.' 38I sent you to harvest a field you never worked. Without lifting a finger, you have walked in on a field worked long and hard by others."&lt;br /&gt;39Many of the Samaritans from that village committed themselves to him because of the woman's witness: "He knew all about the things I did. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He knows me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; inside and out!" 40They asked him to stay on, so Jesus stayed two days. 41A lot more people entrusted their lives to him when they heard what he had to say. 42They said to the woman, "We're no longer taking this on your say-so. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We've heard it for ourselves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and know it for sure. He's the Savior of the world!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 1-42&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114301799377604194?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114301799377604194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114301799377604194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114301799377604194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114301799377604194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/today-was-good-day.html' title='Today was a good day.'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114226652535786466</id><published>2006-03-13T07:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T08:07:28.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish for... Hard Wood Canyon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, we got back yesterday from Palo Duro Canyon. We had a blast! We cooked hamburgers, ate smores, made pancakes and eggs, hiked... Yes, it was a little windy... ok, a lot windy. We were glad that we weren't staying another day cause it was getting pretty bad out there. Anyway, here's some pics from our adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0039fix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Clay took this picture... isn't it cool!?! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, there was a fire ban seeing as it hasn't rained in like a million days so we had to roast marshmellows over the grill. This is Melanie's smore. Looks good enough to EAT!!!! And we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0050.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The four of us after dinner and smores. We're about to hit the sack. It was freezing out there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0058bw.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had something in my teeth... how embarassing...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0061.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is us in our tent. Daniel and Shan let us borrow their awesome four man tent. It was nice and warm. I felt like we were in junior high again... all of us giggling and not being able to sleep. It was so much fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0072crop.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Dave's version of a bed head. Lame isn't it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0085.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cool pic huh? Photo by Jess (that's Clay up there)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0101.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dave &amp; Clay on top of a very windy plateau. I took this pic right before Mel and I decided that being on a really windy mountain was awful and that we were going to get off without waiting on the boys.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dave, Me, &amp; Mel. Another cool pic! Photo by Clay&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mel flexing her muscles. Isn't she cute?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0082a.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The end. What a great time. We should do that again!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114226652535786466?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114226652535786466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114226652535786466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114226652535786466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114226652535786466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/spanish-for-hard-wood-canyon.html' title='Spanish for... Hard Wood Canyon'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114209770342187371</id><published>2006-03-11T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T09:21:43.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>Well, Clay and I are leaving for Palo Duro Canyon in about 2 hours to go camping with Mel and Dave. I'm a little excited... ok, A LOT EXCITED!!!!!!!!!! I'll be sure to take plenty of pics to show ya when we get back. Say a prayer for us that the weathe will be as beautiful as it is right now and that we will all be safe. We'll see ya when we get back!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114209770342187371?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114209770342187371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114209770342187371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114209770342187371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114209770342187371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114184919497111282</id><published>2006-03-08T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T12:19:56.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Molly &amp; Izzie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Molly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0006mms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meet Isabella (Izzie)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0005bw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well, I can't believe that I haven't introduced the other half of my sweet family!! My two sweet puppies Molly and Izzie are my babies. Molly is a 9-year-old Rottweiler and Izzie is a 4-year-old Cocker Spaniel. I took some headshots so you could see what they look like but then I thought you needed to see a little bit of their personalities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0011mms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0011mms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Izzie has started this new thing with sleeping on her back. I'm convinced that she learned this technique from Molly because Molly has been rollin around on her back since she was little -- it's a Rottweiler thing. Izzie snores a lot -- I mean A LOT! Sometimes Clay and I wake up in the middle of the night because she is so loud. She is really clingy and will climb up in your lap the second you sit down -- because that's why you sat down anyway right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0019fixed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly HATES the camera. I can't believe she is related to me!! I've been taking pictures of her since she was born and she has never liked it. So it's difficult to get a picture of her looking at the camera. She's such a brat. Molly loves to chew on stuff -- usually ropes. Here she is chewing on Izzie's oil can (no, not a real one). As you can see, the fluff is coming out of it... I think she's looking for the squeeker. Molly is 9 but acts like she's 2. She has had 2 major cancer surgeries and one emergency historectomy (I have NO idea how to spell that). She is my miracle dog. I thank God she is still here and I pray that she is here for a long, long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114184919497111282?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114184919497111282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114184919497111282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114184919497111282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114184919497111282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/meet-molly-izzie.html' title='Meet Molly &amp; Izzie!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114175317733208897</id><published>2006-03-07T09:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T09:39:37.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff I've done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are just a few things I've done recently for friends and family. I am beginning to realize that I really love graphic designing. And since a bunch of my friends are getting married I'm getting plenty of practice in. Let me know if you need help with your invites, save-the-dates, or anything else!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/dancing%20women%27s%20retreatshirt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;women's retreat logo for Farmers Branch Church of Christ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/R&amp;N%20invite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/R%26N%20invite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the inside of Rachel &amp; Nick's invitations. She wanted something really unique and fun, but still with a little bit of class. What do ya think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/thank%20you%20notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/thank%20you%20notes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the outside of Rachel's thank you notes. I love the way this turned out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/Cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mel's program cover. I can't even begin to tell you everything that went wrong in trying to get these printed, but the Lord provided and we got it done. They were beautiful and so was Mel!&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/21285740-114175317733208897?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114175317733208897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114175317733208897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114175317733208897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114175317733208897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/stuff-ive-done.html' title='Stuff I&apos;ve done'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114170605966310336</id><published>2006-03-06T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T20:37:03.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, my husband and I spent the weekend apart. He went "snowboarding" with our good friend Chris Schwartz in Sipapu, NM and I went to Dallas to hang out with the parents. Of course, being the wonderful boy that he is he only took like 5 pictures... so here's 2 of them. Look how cute he is!!!! I've decided that I don't like being away from him for that long. Three days seemed like forever!!! I'm glad to be home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114170605966310336?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114170605966310336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114170605966310336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114170605966310336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114170605966310336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/boy-trip.html' title='Boy trip'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114132496218952850</id><published>2006-03-02T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T10:42:42.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newlyweds</title><content type='html'>So, we went out to eat with the newlyweds on Tuesday and they haven't changed a bit. Here are before and after pictures... &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;before&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's almost scary how similar those pictures are. Those crazy kids. I am so excited that they are moving to Dallas the same time we are. I don't know what I'd do if I had to leave Mrs. Forbess. David wants to find a duplex so we can live right next door to each other. I thought he was joking, but the other day Mel called and told us about this duplex David found through a realtor... I guess they're really serious. I didn't know they liked us THAT much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114132496218952850?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114132496218952850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114132496218952850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114132496218952850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114132496218952850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/newlyweds.html' title='The Newlyweds'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114124506732449053</id><published>2006-03-01T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T12:31:07.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLELUJAH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_0001f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0001f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i fixed my camera... it wasnt' really broken which makes me really mad cause i didn't get pics at Mel's wedding. These are our victory pictures. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114124506732449053?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114124506732449053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114124506732449053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114124506732449053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114124506732449053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/03/hallelujah.html' title='HALLELUJAH!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-114105736038363173</id><published>2006-02-27T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T08:28:59.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1704.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'm sure you're all wondering what this picture is all about... Last week we had Mel's lingerie shower and this was one of the games we played. Everyone had to stand straight-legged and trace their right hand. We recorded everything that people said and then read them back to the bride explaining that these were the words people would hear outside their honeymoon suite their first night together. I'll give you some of my personal favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"It looks like I have a disease!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I can't keep my legs straight!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I'm the best EVER!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Yours looks funny..."&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is Mel's finished product. She did pretty good, but then again she is a gymnast. David is one blessed guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is Melanie getting one of her gag gifts. We played a game kinda like on the show "While You Were Out" and if her answer didn't match up with David's then she got a stupid gift -- I just love how the model is like posing all sexy... I mean, there is absolutely NO way to make those panties look sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mel and Dave got married on Saturday and my camera broke so I didn't get any pics (I could just throw up...). However, the other girls got some pics so as soon as I get some from them I'll put 'em up. I'm so excited for those two. The wedding was absolutely beautiful!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-114105736038363173?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/114105736038363173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=114105736038363173' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114105736038363173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/114105736038363173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/02/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going on?!?!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-113945660007562024</id><published>2006-02-08T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T19:43:20.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Place!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_1529.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1529.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, here it is... our FIRST little place together. We live in an upstairs apartment of a friend of ours. The Lord definately had his hand on this one. We couldn't find anywhere that we could afford and that would take both Molly and Izzie. So, the Lord gave us this little cozy joint. We love it and feel really blessed. He always takes care of us. So this is the living/dining/office/kitchen. That's a fireplace in the corner! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1537.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1536.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is our bathroom... it's a little messy and I didn't feel like cleaning it up for the pictures. It's actually a pretty good size! I know what you're thinking, "Where on EARTH did you get that wall paper?!?!" Well, you're gonna have to get in line cause I've had numerous requests. I just can't give away ALL my secrets! We also have some good and shocking news... WE HAVE A NEW ADDITION TO THE FAMILY!!!! We know it's a little soon, but we really felt like the timing was right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1541.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right... we got a new toilet. *tears of joy* What did you think I was going to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-113945660007562024?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/113945660007562024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=113945660007562024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/113945660007562024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/113945660007562024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/02/our-place.html' title='Our Place!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-113808268105132027</id><published>2006-01-23T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T22:04:41.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>honeymooooooon!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1483smallglow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;You'd never guess that it's a self portrait. I love that man.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_1483smallglow.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_1456.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1456.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for those of you who don't know, clay and i went on a cruise for our honeymoon. We had a whole lot of fun just being together and finally getting to relax. I must say, it was kind of weird being all by ourselves without supervision. HA! We went to Costa Maya, Mexico, Grand Cayman, and Ocho Rios, Jamaica (where we did indeed climb the famous Dunn's River Falls). The food was amazing, the ports were amazing, the shows were amazing, and sleeping all day was amazing! &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is us in Costa Maya. We've had to take many self portraits since we've been together and as you can see have gotten quite good at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I just had to put this picture in here because I wanted to show everyone how amazingly beautiful my husband is. He is so absolutely wonderful. Everyone should have a Clay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1431.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is our room at the Gaylord Texan, where we stayed our very first night together. We got a totally SWEET upgrade without even asking (thanks Big Guy) to a deluxe king suite. It had two balconies, french doors that opened up into the bedroom, marble counter tops in the bathroom, and a huge living area (as you can see). We later found out that had we booked the room that we were upgraded to we would have spent a hefty $8,000. If that's not a blessing, I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been married appoximately 24 days now and I'm we're loving every minute of it. One of clay and my least favorite things to hear from people is how we should "just give it 10 years and you won't feel that way, ha ha ha..." So, Clay and I decided that we would just go ahead and love each other more today than we did yesterday -- and so on and so forth. Besides, who wants to have a marriage like that. Like the title of our blog says, this is the abundant life people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Praise GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21285740-113808268105132027?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/113808268105132027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=113808268105132027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/113808268105132027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/113808268105132027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/01/honeymooooooon.html' title='honeymooooooon!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21285740.post-113782166806647655</id><published>2006-01-20T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T21:41:20.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO WORLD!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_1425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1425.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I couldn't think of a better reason to start a blog. WE'RE MARRIED!!! I just hate it when people go off and get married and lose touch with the outside world. So this is us NOT losing touch. We want to have a place where ya'll can come and see what we've been up to and most importantly see some pictures!!! We're pretty much settled into our little apartment. It is so very cozy and we feel so incredibly blessed to have all that we do. We felt so overwhelmed with everyone's presence at our wedding. It was a night I will NEVER forget. Thank you to all of you who were there in body and spirit. We love you all!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/1600/IMG_1426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7185/2151/320/IMG_1426.jpg" 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/21285740-113782166806647655?l=clayandjess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/feeds/113782166806647655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21285740&amp;postID=113782166806647655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/113782166806647655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21285740/posts/default/113782166806647655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://clayandjess.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello-world.html' title='HELLO WORLD!!'/><author><name>jess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07939048127061316829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1-cnIna7PHs/TpEelqfpQVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/EceXjqtnt04/s220/IMG_0022.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
