<?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-9080660259937792477</id><updated>2012-01-27T20:54:54.227-07:00</updated><category term='Bichon Frise'/><category term='life simplified'/><category term='bucket list'/><category term='Poodle'/><category term='favorite things'/><category term='Jerry Self'/><category term='Leroy'/><category term='sbmaloney'/><category term='Furmily'/><category term='Aggie Bonfire'/><title type='text'>Celebrating the Mundane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7626408920763131764</id><published>2011-11-25T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T00:04:57.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXKxYevrTOg/Ts89JOJ6JSI/AAAAAAAACOI/K814zDjvpME/s1600/downsize%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXKxYevrTOg/Ts89JOJ6JSI/AAAAAAAACOI/K814zDjvpME/s320/downsize%255B1%255D.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, November 25, 2011.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;Leroy Earl had a tummy bug this week. &amp;nbsp;In the 4.5 years since he adopted me he has NEVER been sick. &amp;nbsp;This Momma was worried. &amp;nbsp;We went to the doggie ER last Saturday and I'm glad we did. &amp;nbsp;He got some i.v. fluids and big-time antibiotics for the bacterial infection. &amp;nbsp;He's feeling much better now but he spent 2 days sleeping in the Momma's bed. &amp;nbsp;He was so cute with his head propped up on the pillow. &amp;nbsp;When he climbed into bed Saturday I had stripped the linens and I didn't have the heart to move him to put a case on the pillow. &amp;nbsp;Now everyone is healthy and the bed is made. &amp;nbsp;I'm thankful for veterinarians!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-7626408920763131764?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7626408920763131764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7626408920763131764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7626408920763131764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7626408920763131764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-november-25-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXKxYevrTOg/Ts89JOJ6JSI/AAAAAAAACOI/K814zDjvpME/s72-c/downsize%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7826446253644099098</id><published>2011-11-21T19:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T20:03:17.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rU4kQN5gro4/TssQHqvOrdI/AAAAAAAACOA/wNUcelEew5A/s1600/huntsville+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rU4kQN5gro4/TssQHqvOrdI/AAAAAAAACOA/wNUcelEew5A/s320/huntsville+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, November 21, 2011.&lt;/b&gt; This shelf is all function and no form. &amp;nbsp;I should probably be embarrassed. &amp;nbsp;I don't like to take up space in the bedroom with a dresser. &amp;nbsp;They are more furniture than I need for folded clothes. This little guy lives in the bathroom. &amp;nbsp;The three pink boxes hold sock and undies. &amp;nbsp;The top left shelf is lotion and body spray next to a set of bins which holds lip balm, deodorant, face washes. &amp;nbsp;The top right shelf holds hair care items (brush, comp, spray, root lift etc.). &amp;nbsp;The left on the left center is nail products. &amp;nbsp;It's not pretty but it is neat and efficient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-7826446253644099098?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7826446253644099098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7826446253644099098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7826446253644099098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7826446253644099098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/11/monday-november-21-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rU4kQN5gro4/TssQHqvOrdI/AAAAAAAACOA/wNUcelEew5A/s72-c/huntsville+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-1256341399759867309</id><published>2011-11-19T02:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-19T02:14:40.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVCFQNqfg5s/Tsdy8hTt4RI/AAAAAAAACNA/g9TBQc08reA/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVCFQNqfg5s/Tsdy8hTt4RI/AAAAAAAACNA/g9TBQc08reA/s320/002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, November 19, 2011.&lt;/b&gt; &amp;nbsp;I labeled my pantry containers last December when I started to cut out processed food. &amp;nbsp;Obviously (from the container above) I still eat some processed food, but very little compared to before. &amp;nbsp;Now that I'm trying to pay more attention to serving sizes and calories, I went back tonight and added dry serving size and calories to each container. &amp;nbsp;No more "eye balling" my servings when I cook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-1256341399759867309?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/1256341399759867309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=1256341399759867309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1256341399759867309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1256341399759867309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/11/saturday-november-19-2011.html' title=''/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XVCFQNqfg5s/Tsdy8hTt4RI/AAAAAAAACNA/g9TBQc08reA/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-5529529179581997713</id><published>2011-11-18T00:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T17:21:16.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwdbcUTqR1g/TsYJ6Rmod5I/AAAAAAAACM4/4LKwc6_eKis/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwdbcUTqR1g/TsYJ6Rmod5I/AAAAAAAACM4/4LKwc6_eKis/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, November 18, 2011. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Cooking has never been a very exciting activity to me. &amp;nbsp;I suspect that this is mainly because I live alone. &amp;nbsp;It can be difficult to cook for one, invariably you end up wasting food or eating the same thing for 5 days. &amp;nbsp;Earlier this year I had the opportunity to cook for a family who had a newborn baby in the NICU. &amp;nbsp;Since I was cooking for people I cared about and who were experiencing a time of high anxiety and stress, I prayed for them through each step of the meal preparation process. &amp;nbsp;At the grocery store I prayed that the food I selected would bring them strength and comfort. &amp;nbsp;As I chose snacks to include for the 2 other children, I prayed that God would help these young boys understand why their parents had to give so much of their time and attention to their new brother so that they would not feel lost or neglected. &amp;nbsp;When I got home and began combining ingredients, I prayed for the day that the entire family would be together under one roof. &amp;nbsp;THAT cooking experience was enjoyably, exciting and &lt;u&gt;spiritual&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why it took me 42 years to learn that cooking can be a spiritual practice. &amp;nbsp;Each week when I go to the grocery store I now pray for those who grew and harvested the food, those who work in the factories and bakeries who make my cereal, bread and other products, those who stock the shelves, clean the store and check out my purchases. &amp;nbsp;At home while preparing my meals, I pray that God will help me make healthy eating choices more often than not so that I will be healthy enough to be a meaningful member of my community; that the food I have chosen to prepare this day will strengthen me to lead the life that God is calling me to lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've started thinking about my food in this way, I find that I'm making better choices, I don't dread the time I spend creating my meals, I spend more time in conscious communication with God and my life is generally fuller.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-5529529179581997713?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/5529529179581997713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=5529529179581997713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5529529179581997713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5529529179581997713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/11/friday-november-18-2011-cooking-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kwdbcUTqR1g/TsYJ6Rmod5I/AAAAAAAACM4/4LKwc6_eKis/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-8588532964886896569</id><published>2011-11-08T22:06:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T22:06:56.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bNLa2U4v7pw/TroJuvBvdyI/AAAAAAAACMU/oQrN1-xQWnE/s1600/downsize%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="205" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bNLa2U4v7pw/TroJuvBvdyI/AAAAAAAACMU/oQrN1-xQWnE/s320/downsize%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, November 8, 2011. &lt;/b&gt;I had surgery on Oct. 26 and I'm still not supposed to lift anything over 10 pounds. &amp;nbsp;The problem is...being home all this time, I REALLY have an urge to clean. &amp;nbsp;I've emptied all of my drawers and lower cabinets one and a time and cleared them out, cleaned their baskets and bins and put everything back in neat and tidy. &amp;nbsp;This is my makeup drawer. &amp;nbsp;By the time I'm "allowed" to lift again, I won't have the time or energy for a full-on November "Spring" clean. &amp;nbsp;I'm itching to dig through my closet. &amp;nbsp;Maybe it I take it in little pieces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-8588532964886896569?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/8588532964886896569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=8588532964886896569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8588532964886896569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8588532964886896569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/11/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bNLa2U4v7pw/TroJuvBvdyI/AAAAAAAACMU/oQrN1-xQWnE/s72-c/downsize%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-2267643628419502345</id><published>2011-11-03T03:42:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T03:43:06.284-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Return of Chapel Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo4BveLalvM/TrJg-N-lnjI/AAAAAAAACMA/bDr1LjDFynQ/s1600/cg.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo4BveLalvM/TrJg-N-lnjI/AAAAAAAACMA/bDr1LjDFynQ/s1600/cg.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, November 3, 2011. &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's not so much that I have a burning desire to craft into the wee hours of the night as it is that I have unexpected bills to pay so, Chapel Girl is back in business. &amp;nbsp;I love crafting, don't get me wrong, I'm just short on time these days. &amp;nbsp;Major surgery compounded by the fact that my rent went up 15% this month and my phone/internet service went up $100 means this elf better get beading! &amp;nbsp;I've scheduled two shows, one at a church and a private showing in my house. &amp;nbsp;After Christmas I plan to build a light box so that I can do some Etsy business as well. &amp;nbsp;If you are looking for fun Christmas gifts (necklaces, wreaths etc.) or custom cards/invitations/palanca, drop me a note!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-2267643628419502345?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/2267643628419502345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=2267643628419502345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/2267643628419502345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/2267643628419502345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/11/return-of-chapel-girl.html' title='The Return of Chapel Girl'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bo4BveLalvM/TrJg-N-lnjI/AAAAAAAACMA/bDr1LjDFynQ/s72-c/cg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-1948377883187109892</id><published>2011-10-31T10:13:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T10:15:09.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cute New Food/Exercise Log</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v2wWG2EjajQ/Tq7G3Jzda4I/AAAAAAAACLw/dVrf-8NLUoM/s1600/log.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v2wWG2EjajQ/Tq7G3Jzda4I/AAAAAAAACLw/dVrf-8NLUoM/s320/log.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, October 31, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I have been working with my dietitian for two months now and I've graduated from the stock food logs.&amp;nbsp; If you know me, you know that one of my life mottos is, "You have to work, but it doesn't have to be ugly".&amp;nbsp; That goes for food logs as well!&amp;nbsp; I found this cute thing at Barnes and Noble last night.&amp;nbsp; It will record MANY more weeks than the book I had been using, it has more room to write and it's darling!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went completely off the wagon for the week before my surgery.&amp;nbsp; Not because of stress but because (1) I hate to waste food so I ate what was in my house.&amp;nbsp; Sure, what was in my house was healthy, but it was not always a low-cal mix since I was not buying groceries to fill in.&amp;nbsp; (2) I have TONS of friends and many of them shared their care and concern for me by taking me to eat.&amp;nbsp; I have no doubt that good times with friends had a lot to do with the lack of anxiety I had leading up to surgery.&amp;nbsp; There were those 2 melt-downs the day I did my pre-op but that was much less than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, October 31, 2011 I am recommitting myself to this lifestyle adaptation I am working on with Skinny Perky RD.&amp;nbsp; I really adore my dietitian-she's been a Godsend but I'm not using her name here because I sometimes say things like, "I think my dietitian is trying to kill me" and I don't want anything I say here in jest to hurt anyone's opinions of her.&amp;nbsp; That said, If you are looking for a dietitian in the Plano area, drop me an email and I'll gladly share her contact info.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-1948377883187109892?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/1948377883187109892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=1948377883187109892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1948377883187109892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1948377883187109892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/10/cute-new-foodexercise-log.html' title='Cute New Food/Exercise Log'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v2wWG2EjajQ/Tq7G3Jzda4I/AAAAAAAACLw/dVrf-8NLUoM/s72-c/log.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-394613507654728283</id><published>2011-03-01T15:03:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T21:52:24.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Life Simplified</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3rL-STzsMM/TW1tqWCtBYI/AAAAAAAACI8/Lc89Rfvp3JE/s1600/window.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579236087620765058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3rL-STzsMM/TW1tqWCtBYI/AAAAAAAACI8/Lc89Rfvp3JE/s320/window.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, March 1, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Make the most of what life gives you. Leroy LOVES to look out the window next to my desk. Yesterday I was getting some League work done and he sat down. The blinds were closed so, being Leroy, he just looked at the blinds. Oh to be so content!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-394613507654728283?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/394613507654728283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=394613507654728283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/394613507654728283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/394613507654728283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-simplified.html' title='Life Simplified'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3rL-STzsMM/TW1tqWCtBYI/AAAAAAAACI8/Lc89Rfvp3JE/s72-c/window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3579583586725148320</id><published>2011-02-08T15:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T15:54:15.870-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Life Simplified</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TVHIPCNB0BI/AAAAAAAACIs/2AmhFLgVVhA/s1600/sleepy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571454374649122834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TVHIPCNB0BI/AAAAAAAACIs/2AmhFLgVVhA/s320/sleepy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, February 8, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Like most people, I worry. Not all of the time, not enough to medicate or bite my nails, but I worry. I woke up this morning at 4a.m. and immediately began to think about all the things I needed to get done before 5:00 today. I started to worry. I could go in at 6 (that's when the church building opens) and try to get a jump start. Should I make a list of all I have to do and estimate the time each task will take?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I noticed him. Leroy was asleep with his chin on my neck. I decided to think not about what I needed to do, but about what I had to be thankful for. His soft breath on my skin, the warmth of his little body, the curls of his hair in my fingers as I pet him. I forgot about the cares of the day and basked in the blessings of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn to start everyday this way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-3579583586725148320?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3579583586725148320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3579583586725148320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3579583586725148320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3579583586725148320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/02/life-simplified.html' title='Life Simplified'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TVHIPCNB0BI/AAAAAAAACIs/2AmhFLgVVhA/s72-c/sleepy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3602842456018676392</id><published>2011-02-05T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T06:52:54.638-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><title type='text'>Favorite Things: My Craft Chest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TU6mZ8ZLafI/AAAAAAAACIk/sS-kTpNtVos/s1600/chest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570572753742555634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TU6mZ8ZLafI/AAAAAAAACIk/sS-kTpNtVos/s320/chest.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, February 7, 2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE this! I can store many craft supplies in here and not have to see any of them when I'm not playing! The main piece is the Expedit room divider by Ikea ($129). I added 8 doors ($20 each) and 8 two drawer units ($35 each). My total cost was only $569! The chest stands 5 feet high and 5 feet wide; it is about 16 inches deep. One of the many great things is that I can rearrange the doors and draws (move them to different places in the chest) to suit my needs. I was also able to purchase this in pieces so I did not have a big out of pocket expense all at once. Craft furniture is not cheap but by creating my own I saved a ton. The rolling drawer units on either side are from Rubbermaid and they were intended for Christmas ornament storage. I have only seen them in a store once (Dec. of 2007). &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/9080660259937792477-3602842456018676392?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3602842456018676392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3602842456018676392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3602842456018676392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3602842456018676392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/02/favorite-things-my-craft-chest.html' title='Favorite Things: My Craft Chest'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TU6mZ8ZLafI/AAAAAAAACIk/sS-kTpNtVos/s72-c/chest.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7029892388526733854</id><published>2011-01-31T10:24:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T10:28:36.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Life Simplified: Mrs. Meyer's Clean Day Counter Cleaner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TUbwjlcj0CI/AAAAAAAACIY/fS81wyO-7U4/s1600/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568402483428184098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TUbwjlcj0CI/AAAAAAAACIY/fS81wyO-7U4/s320/a2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, January 31, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I love Mrs. Meyer's Clean Day Counter Cleaner. This product is eco-friendly and not tested on animals. It is great for cleaning counter tops as well as the stove top and vent hood. I don't even put it in the cabinet, I just hang it on my towel rod and it's always close at hand. &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/9080660259937792477-7029892388526733854?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7029892388526733854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7029892388526733854' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7029892388526733854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7029892388526733854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-simplified-mrs-meyers-clean-day.html' title='Life Simplified: Mrs. Meyer&apos;s Clean Day Counter Cleaner'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TUbwjlcj0CI/AAAAAAAACIY/fS81wyO-7U4/s72-c/a2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-4674649846072103542</id><published>2011-01-25T14:19:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:23:31.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unclassified</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8_Be5WPXI/AAAAAAAACII/zkXqp1X1Gag/s1600/sleep%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566236959159238002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8_Be5WPXI/AAAAAAAACII/zkXqp1X1Gag/s320/sleep%2B1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8-3_jgLpI/AAAAAAAACIA/Khs9V6fR9Vw/s1600/sleep%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566236796127293074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8-3_jgLpI/AAAAAAAACIA/Khs9V6fR9Vw/s320/sleep%2B2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, January 25, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  This post does not easily fit into any of my categories for the year but it is so cute I had to include it.  The other day we were taking a nap and Leroy fell asleep with his front legs outstretched.  After about 15 minutes he folded them down.  He's so stinkin' cute! &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/9080660259937792477-4674649846072103542?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/4674649846072103542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=4674649846072103542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/4674649846072103542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/4674649846072103542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/unclassified.html' title='Unclassified'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8_Be5WPXI/AAAAAAAACII/zkXqp1X1Gag/s72-c/sleep%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3235276567871272168</id><published>2011-01-24T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T14:26:42.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Simplify Life:  Compost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8_jpx3OxI/AAAAAAAACIQ/qsT3mlqxZ7g/s1600/compost.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566237546196187922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8_jpx3OxI/AAAAAAAACIQ/qsT3mlqxZ7g/s320/compost.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, January 24, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  Last week I was sick and I did not complete my challenge of organizing my coat closet.  I DID, however, start composting!  I will get to the coat closet this week.  I did a lot of online research about composting and got some resource advice from my friend Tracy in San Antonio.  I am starting small with just my fruit and veggie waste to be used on my garden plot.  In time I may move "up" to full-on worm composting.&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/9080660259937792477-3235276567871272168?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3235276567871272168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3235276567871272168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3235276567871272168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3235276567871272168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/simplify-life-compost.html' title='Simplify Life:  Compost'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TT8_jpx3OxI/AAAAAAAACIQ/qsT3mlqxZ7g/s72-c/compost.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7442543872734216155</id><published>2011-01-20T14:42:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T14:44:59.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplify Life:  The Coat Closet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTiscryzcDI/AAAAAAAACHI/ZPOcZiV7dqk/s1600/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564386948408373298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTiscryzcDI/AAAAAAAACHI/ZPOcZiV7dqk/s320/a1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday, January 20, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  This picture is just plain embarrassing.  I have stuffed SO much stuff in this closet and frankly, most of it has no place else to go.  Yes, I use all of those tote bags!  There are 4 coats on the right that you can't even see-3 can be donated.  The things on the top shelf probably don't all have to stay.  OK, this is my task for the weekend!  Check back to this post, follow-up photo to come! &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/9080660259937792477-7442543872734216155?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7442543872734216155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7442543872734216155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7442543872734216155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7442543872734216155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/simplify-life-coat-closet.html' title='Simplify Life:  The Coat Closet'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTiscryzcDI/AAAAAAAACHI/ZPOcZiV7dqk/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-5842237521865215933</id><published>2011-01-19T18:38:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T18:40:16.757-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Furmily'/><title type='text'>Furmily</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSQMiBGXI/AAAAAAAACGw/57H6cZpuyf8/s1600/prison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564076671579003250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSQMiBGXI/AAAAAAAACGw/57H6cZpuyf8/s320/prison.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, January 19, 2011.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;This is my precious Fred watching a documentary about the prison system in America. He is such a smart boy! Not all furchildren care about current events and the state of society!&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/9080660259937792477-5842237521865215933?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/5842237521865215933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=5842237521865215933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5842237521865215933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5842237521865215933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/furmily.html' title='Furmily'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSQMiBGXI/AAAAAAAACGw/57H6cZpuyf8/s72-c/prison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3192745561390502824</id><published>2011-01-18T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T18:44:18.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><title type='text'>Favorite Things:  My Fireplace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSmohwxYI/AAAAAAAACHA/6B9rWeatzh4/s1600/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564077057051248002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSmohwxYI/AAAAAAAACHA/6B9rWeatzh4/s320/a4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSmasZHFI/AAAAAAAACG4/JUIFqEzMQjE/s1600/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564077053337738322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSmasZHFI/AAAAAAAACG4/JUIFqEzMQjE/s320/a2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, January 18, 2011&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I was not excited when the new place I found to live included a fireplace.  I NEVER start fires and they end up taking up valuable real estate-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;someplace&lt;/span&gt; where a couch or a sofa could be.  In the end, I've grown to love my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fireplace&lt;/span&gt;.  I put two ottomans in front of it for seating, they can also be moved to the chaise and used as footstools or with a tray as a table.  The mantel holds an assortment of photos of Charlie, Fred and Leroy in co-ordinating frames and candles with a similar print.  On the wall over the mantel I placed a large cross and a favorite scripture verse.  It's amazing that with a little work, something we don't like in the beginning can become a favorite! &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/9080660259937792477-3192745561390502824?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3192745561390502824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3192745561390502824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3192745561390502824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3192745561390502824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/favorite-things-my-fireplace.html' title='Favorite Things:  My Fireplace'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTeSmohwxYI/AAAAAAAACHA/6B9rWeatzh4/s72-c/a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-6581686360161329031</id><published>2011-01-16T16:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T14:23:25.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><title type='text'>Favorite Things:  Sunday Afternoon Nap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTN8gQVa4jI/AAAAAAAACGo/rSeSIxfM6NQ/s1600/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562926858315162162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTN8gQVa4jI/AAAAAAAACGo/rSeSIxfM6NQ/s320/a3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTN8cecSSzI/AAAAAAAACGg/fH5163Vyy5s/s1600/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, January 16, 2011.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; When I was young I hated it when my parents made me take a nap.  Now that I'm an adult I LOVE it when I have time for a nap! Sunday afternoon is nap time. It's really the only time of the week that I use this area of my living room but it's well worth keeping it set up! Fred, Leroy and I settle in for some snuggle time after which all three of us invariably fall asleep. Ahhh bliss! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-6581686360161329031?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/6581686360161329031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=6581686360161329031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6581686360161329031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6581686360161329031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/favorite-things-sunday-afternoon-nap.html' title='Favorite Things:  Sunday Afternoon Nap'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTN8gQVa4jI/AAAAAAAACGo/rSeSIxfM6NQ/s72-c/a3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-5792393416343135199</id><published>2011-01-14T13:35:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T14:15:29.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Challenge List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTC85FEc2QI/AAAAAAAACGQ/lVE9N4pmWf8/s1600/challenges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562153228601972994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTC85FEc2QI/AAAAAAAACGQ/lVE9N4pmWf8/s200/challenges.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, January 14, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. A couple of friends have asked me for the challenge list I compiled and I'm going to post it here. Please note that I only wrote down challenges that pertain to my home. For example, I do not have a garage so that is not on my list. However, this list will give you an idea of the types of things that are on an organization challenge list. The first point it to choose one area a week and hit it head-on. The larger point is to keep all of these areas organized even as you move on to new ones. I will NOT be tackling this list in this order. If I have a busy week at work (think Vacation Bible School) I am more likely to take on the front of the refrigerator than my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Pantry *Junk Drawer *Under Kitchen Sink *Under Bathroom Sink *Top of Fridge *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Refrigerator&lt;/span&gt; *Freezer *Linen Closet *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Night&lt;/span&gt; Stand *Coat Closet *Clothes Closet *Extra Closet *Storage Room *End/Coffee Tables *Dinning Table *Laundry Room *Entertainment Center *Book Shelves *Under Bed *Craft Supplies *Horizontal Surfaces *Trouble Spot (where you habitually find clutter) *Hot Zone (a place where you dump things when you come in to the house each day)&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/9080660259937792477-5792393416343135199?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/5792393416343135199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=5792393416343135199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5792393416343135199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5792393416343135199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/challenge-list.html' title='Challenge List'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTC85FEc2QI/AAAAAAAACGQ/lVE9N4pmWf8/s72-c/challenges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3482426136916982237</id><published>2011-01-14T13:15:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:21:17.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite things'/><title type='text'>Favorite Things:  My Untensil Rack</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTCvEH9AAvI/AAAAAAAACGA/djRBnsFdLVk/s1600/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562138025191801586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTCvEH9AAvI/AAAAAAAACGA/djRBnsFdLVk/s320/a1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday, January 14, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I LOVE simple things that simplify my life. I LOVE my utensil rack. This little guy keeps my most frequently used cooking tools close at hand and easy to find. It also frees up a drawer for other things. Initially I was not excited to have to hang it over my sink (there is no place else in my new kitchen that it fits) but it's worked out really well. Once I use something I just wash it and hang it back where it belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Ikea: Bygel Rack $1.99 Kroken S Hooks 5 for $2.99 My whole set up cost less than $8!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-3482426136916982237?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3482426136916982237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3482426136916982237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3482426136916982237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3482426136916982237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-untensil-rack.html' title='Favorite Things:  My Untensil Rack'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTCvEH9AAvI/AAAAAAAACGA/djRBnsFdLVk/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-5723260981913251792</id><published>2011-01-11T16:28:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:14:23.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Life on the Cheap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TSznnGzDbuI/AAAAAAAACFo/MxiDzjwyDwI/s1600/monday3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561074298921381602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TSznnGzDbuI/AAAAAAAACFo/MxiDzjwyDwI/s320/monday3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, January 11, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; In addition to my 2011 Bucket List I have made one New Year's Resolution-to live "on the cheap". Thursday is my grocery day and last week I went armed with a VERY well planned and simple list. Friday I cooked and packaged 8 entrees and 10 side dishes. This, along with cereal for breakfast, fruit smoothies, grilled cheese sandwiches and peanut butter toast will make up my week. I was worried that It would be too boring but I made 3 kinds of sides and 3 kinds of entrees and so far, it hasn't been bad. Total weekly food budget: $40.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-5723260981913251792?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/5723260981913251792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=5723260981913251792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5723260981913251792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/5723260981913251792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-on-cheap.html' title='Life on the Cheap'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TSznnGzDbuI/AAAAAAAACFo/MxiDzjwyDwI/s72-c/monday3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-1205945495371999366</id><published>2011-01-10T11:37:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:14:59.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Simplify Life Challenge:  The Junk Drawer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStSNtCTA8I/AAAAAAAACFI/2qsW4CEXAAI/s1600/monday5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560628560300016578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStSNtCTA8I/AAAAAAAACFI/2qsW4CEXAAI/s320/monday5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStSNcrm-MI/AAAAAAAACFA/J3KJhg7DssM/s1600/monday4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560628555909888194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStSNcrm-MI/AAAAAAAACFA/J3KJhg7DssM/s320/monday4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, January 10. 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I downloaded a collection of "challenges" from various organization and simplification sites for 2011. I admit, I'm starting small. I don't really have a "junk" drawer because I don't see the point in them, but I have a "junky" drawer. I wish my hair drawer (bottom) looked more like my make up drawer (top). I just have not found an organization system that works. This is the best I could do at 6a.m. with what I could find around the house.&lt;br /&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/9080660259937792477-1205945495371999366?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/1205945495371999366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=1205945495371999366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1205945495371999366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1205945495371999366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/simplify-life-challenge-junk-drawer.html' title='Simplify Life Challenge:  The Junk Drawer'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStSNtCTA8I/AAAAAAAACFI/2qsW4CEXAAI/s72-c/monday5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7008013405529093929</id><published>2011-01-09T21:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:14:42.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life simplified'/><title type='text'>Simplify Life Challenge:  The Pantry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStUDkwnjLI/AAAAAAAACFg/kbk1YIH37fg/s1600/pantry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560630585302944946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStUDkwnjLI/AAAAAAAACFg/kbk1YIH37fg/s320/pantry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStTar2KsnI/AAAAAAAACFY/PxAfbh9aj_A/s1600/pantry2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560629882830631538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStTar2KsnI/AAAAAAAACFY/PxAfbh9aj_A/s320/pantry2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday, January 9, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I actually took these pictures a week or so ago. My first challenge in simplifying and organizing was my pantry. The hard part? I don't have one! I had to "create" a pantry out of two cabinets in my kitchen. Thanks to the Container Store, my label maker and red Rubbermaid I'm good to go. I actually LOVE this system. It's easy to find everything and I can tell at a glance what I need to pick up at the grocery store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-7008013405529093929?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7008013405529093929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7008013405529093929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7008013405529093929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7008013405529093929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/simplify-life-challenge-pantry.html' title='Simplify Life Challenge:  The Pantry'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TStUDkwnjLI/AAAAAAAACFg/kbk1YIH37fg/s72-c/pantry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-534410797673715449</id><published>2011-01-07T12:21:00.013-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:12:41.411-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bucket list'/><title type='text'>Bucket List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TSdn3cwvVeI/AAAAAAAACE4/OiQdxUe8xR4/s1600/buckets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 211px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559526467323254242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TSdn3cwvVeI/AAAAAAAACE4/OiQdxUe8xR4/s320/buckets.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Friday, January 7, 2011.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;   After the way 2010 went I was more than happy to see that year end. I felt as though just surviving 2010 somehow exempted me from a need to make resolutions for 2011. Really? I need to work harder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I have created at 2011 Bucket List. Things I pledge to do before 2011 kicks the bucket. So, dear readers, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Go on a weekend retreat with Amy&lt;br /&gt;*Attend at least one other spiritual retreat&lt;br /&gt;*Entertain in my home at least twice-I'm an introvert it's sort of a big deal&lt;br /&gt;*Go on a mini vacation to the river and see friends-yes, I said, "the river"&lt;br /&gt;*Spend at least 104 days during the year when I don't work at all-"weekends"&lt;br /&gt;*Take either a cooking class or a dance class&lt;br /&gt;*Visit the Oklahoma City Memorial&lt;br /&gt;*Spend less money while recreating more&lt;br /&gt;*Look for a way to increase my income to cover my recent pay cut&lt;br /&gt;*Go to my high school reunion-assuming someone plans it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TSdnyf1sCKI/AAAAAAAACEw/Xj_nVWP5GvA/s1600/buckets.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is, friends. At the very least, I will use this space to let you know how my Bucket List assignment is going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year and God's richest blessings to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-534410797673715449?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/534410797673715449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=534410797673715449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/534410797673715449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/534410797673715449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/bucket-list.html' title='Bucket List'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TSdn3cwvVeI/AAAAAAAACE4/OiQdxUe8xR4/s72-c/buckets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-6898997540087506090</id><published>2011-01-01T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:08:51.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTCtKs6FIiI/AAAAAAAACF4/lt4IzBw_Sxc/s1600/fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562135939167625762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTCtKs6FIiI/AAAAAAAACF4/lt4IzBw_Sxc/s320/fun.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;January 1, 2011&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. It's (finally) a new year. I've settled on a theme, or set of themes, for the blog and I'm writing again. For the next several months I'll be writing about 3 broad categories:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Bucket List&lt;/strong&gt;-Not things I want to do before I die, but things I want to do before 2011 is over.&lt;l&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life Simplified&lt;/strong&gt;-Things that fall into the broad categories of living a simpler, greener, more organized,less expensive lifestyle. I've collected a series of "challenges" from other writers and I'll be working through them.&lt;l&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Things&lt;/strong&gt;-Sharing some of the things I've found that make my life easier, more comfortable or just plain happier. &lt;l&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to worry, there will still be occasional posts from Leroy Earl written under the title, &lt;strong&gt;Deep Thoughts from a Shallow Well&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not promising to past daily or even weekly but I will get into a rhythm as I figure out this new format. I've sure missed my little blog!&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/9080660259937792477-6898997540087506090?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/6898997540087506090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=6898997540087506090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6898997540087506090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6898997540087506090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TTCtKs6FIiI/AAAAAAAACF4/lt4IzBw_Sxc/s72-c/fun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7510651048741842259</id><published>2010-10-29T13:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T13:53:34.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall in Texas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TMsl5vzZ00I/AAAAAAAACEk/rkuuWi5YEIg/s1600/papertoss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533558241169625922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TMsl5vzZ00I/AAAAAAAACEk/rkuuWi5YEIg/s320/papertoss.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday, October 29, 2010.  Our Fall Festival is tomorrow, games and prizes are starting to fill the church office.  I am particularly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;impressed&lt;/span&gt; with the "Toilet Paper Toss".  Here's to creative volunteers!&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/9080660259937792477-7510651048741842259?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7510651048741842259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7510651048741842259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7510651048741842259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7510651048741842259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/10/fall-in-texas.html' title='Fall in Texas'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TMsl5vzZ00I/AAAAAAAACEk/rkuuWi5YEIg/s72-c/papertoss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3586818517405968740</id><published>2010-10-11T00:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T00:37:01.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On Your Mark...Get Set...Go!</title><content type='html'>Monday, October 11, 2010.   I'm not sure what this blog will morph into this time but I've missed writing.  Here are a few of my recent favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Llamas (Dolly, Tony and Baracko) in my new office at CCPC:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TLKvwPIY3II/AAAAAAAACEc/js17ReVRez0/s1600/3llamas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526672935967317122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TLKvwPIY3II/AAAAAAAACEc/js17ReVRez0/s320/3llamas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A spunky pink centerpiece at my first Junior League of Plano event since I returned to the metroplex:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TLKvwH0LrwI/AAAAAAAACEU/LbVGi_NoVv4/s1600/Oct.+6,+2010+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526672934003519234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TLKvwH0LrwI/AAAAAAAACEU/LbVGi_NoVv4/s320/Oct.+6,+2010+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A cookie bouquet from my BFF Kelly to welcome me home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TLKvvRFnXYI/AAAAAAAACEE/nPfz54qLQ88/s1600/BFF.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526672919312686466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TLKvvRFnXYI/AAAAAAAACEE/nPfz54qLQ88/s320/BFF.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9080660259937792477-3586818517405968740?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3586818517405968740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3586818517405968740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3586818517405968740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3586818517405968740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/10/on-your-markget-setgo.html' title='On Your Mark...Get Set...Go!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/TLKvwPIY3II/AAAAAAAACEc/js17ReVRez0/s72-c/3llamas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-2222549234887625205</id><published>2010-04-29T17:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:45:48.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up Momma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S9ocw30mqwI/AAAAAAAAB_4/tCqiihIwTAc/s1600/one.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712723711404802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S9ocw30mqwI/AAAAAAAAB_4/tCqiihIwTAc/s320/one.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S9ocwp6Ke7I/AAAAAAAAB_w/3dy_DVh6WEU/s1600/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465712719976627122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S9ocwp6Ke7I/AAAAAAAAB_w/3dy_DVh6WEU/s320/3.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Thursday, April 29, 2010&lt;/strong&gt; I want to play but the Momma is asleep. I'm a very patient doggie. No, I'm not-WAKE UP KISSES!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-2222549234887625205?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/2222549234887625205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=2222549234887625205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/2222549234887625205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/2222549234887625205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/04/wake-up-momma.html' title='Wake Up Momma!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S9ocw30mqwI/AAAAAAAAB_4/tCqiihIwTAc/s72-c/one.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-1416736005704098691</id><published>2010-03-31T12:52:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:51:40.787-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Always Give More than You Take"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S7OatiTUoyI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/nncS-RpYIpE/s1600/churchill.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 253px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454873680768443170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S7OatiTUoyI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/nncS-RpYIpE/s320/churchill.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday, March 31, 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot lately about my Dad and the last really long conversation we had before he died. Given all that I've forgotten in life, I'm so thankful for my memories of that afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Legacy" by Nichole Nordeman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind if you've got something nice to say about me&lt;br /&gt;And I enjoy an accolade like the rest You could take my picture and hang it in a gallery&lt;br /&gt;Of all who's who and so-n-so's that used to be the best At such'n'such ... it wouldn't matter much&lt;br /&gt;I won't lie, it feels alright to see your name in lights&lt;br /&gt;We all need an 'Atta boy' or 'Atta girl'&lt;br /&gt;But in the end I'd like to hang my hat on more besides the temporary trappings of this world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave a legacy&lt;br /&gt;How will they remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Did I choose to love?&lt;br /&gt;Did I point to You enough to make a mark on things?&lt;br /&gt;I want to leave an offering&lt;br /&gt;A child of mercy and grace who blessed your name apologetically&lt;br /&gt;And leave that kind of legacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to look too far or too long awhile&lt;br /&gt;To make a lengthy list of all that I enjoy&lt;br /&gt;It's an accumulating trinket and a treasure pile&lt;br /&gt;Where moth and rust, thieves and such will soon enough destroy&lt;br /&gt;Not well traveled, not well read, not well-to-do or well bred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just want to hear instead, "Well Done" good and faithful one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-1416736005704098691?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/1416736005704098691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=1416736005704098691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1416736005704098691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1416736005704098691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/03/always-give-more-than-you-take.html' title='&quot;Always Give More than You Take&quot;'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S7OatiTUoyI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/nncS-RpYIpE/s72-c/churchill.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7202649234435591459</id><published>2010-03-18T21:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:51:53.054-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenten Cross</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S6Od7g6y7yI/AAAAAAAAB9M/MfjTue3pYw4/s1600-h/cross.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450373619822817058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S6Od7g6y7yI/AAAAAAAAB9M/MfjTue3pYw4/s320/cross.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday, March 18, 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; We made these crosses in youth group a couple of weeks ago. We wrote our sins and worries on the back of each tile before cementing them to the cross. We talked about how, if we are willing to give these things to God, God will make something beautiful from them.&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/9080660259937792477-7202649234435591459?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7202649234435591459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7202649234435591459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7202649234435591459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7202649234435591459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/03/lenten-cross.html' title='Lenten Cross'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S6Od7g6y7yI/AAAAAAAAB9M/MfjTue3pYw4/s72-c/cross.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-8405980245011511696</id><published>2010-03-01T14:20:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:46:42.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang Momma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S4wvsywdmaI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Aef4c9KmfPQ/s1600-h/leroynap.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443778496169875874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S4wvsywdmaI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Aef4c9KmfPQ/s320/leroynap.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, March 1, 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Leroy, "Dang Momma! I'm just takin' a little nap with your sock monkey. I don't know why you are so uptight about this. You can take a nap with my sock monkey if you like. As a matter of fact, I think you could USE a nap!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-8405980245011511696?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/8405980245011511696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=8405980245011511696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8405980245011511696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8405980245011511696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/03/dang-momma.html' title='Dang Momma!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S4wvsywdmaI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Aef4c9KmfPQ/s72-c/leroynap.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-6543041946398198879</id><published>2010-01-24T13:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:47:26.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word from Fred</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1yyJPmMQoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Qgl883k8ow8/s1600-h/fred.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430411122577261186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1yyJPmMQoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Qgl883k8ow8/s320/fred.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunday, January 24, 2010.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "I'm no physician but don't you think you should get up now? Really, I've gotta go potty. And I could use a belly rub."&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/9080660259937792477-6543041946398198879?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/6543041946398198879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=6543041946398198879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6543041946398198879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6543041946398198879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/01/word-from-fred.html' title='A Word from Fred'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1yyJPmMQoI/AAAAAAAAB5s/Qgl883k8ow8/s72-c/fred.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-6193489811292750631</id><published>2010-01-19T12:06:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:47:42.679-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Health Care</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1YC6GjZ1LI/AAAAAAAAB5E/0pNal_pCK9Y/s1600-h/freddog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428529598056486066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1YC6GjZ1LI/AAAAAAAAB5E/0pNal_pCK9Y/s320/freddog.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1YC52rtb4I/AAAAAAAAB48/eZ7aoWVrohw/s1600-h/leroydog.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428529593796358018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1YC52rtb4I/AAAAAAAAB48/eZ7aoWVrohw/s320/leroydog.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday, January 19, 2010&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. There's not an insurance plan in the world that covers this level of care! For four days (and counting) Fred (top) and Leroy Earl (bottom) have taken turns sleeping plastered to my face. I don't know how people without dogs face adversity. I am blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-6193489811292750631?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/6193489811292750631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=6193489811292750631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6193489811292750631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6193489811292750631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-health-care.html' title='Home Health Care'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S1YC6GjZ1LI/AAAAAAAAB5E/0pNal_pCK9Y/s72-c/freddog.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-1338833897338018411</id><published>2010-01-08T13:57:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:48:15.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts from a Shallow Well Part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0edMwyhVRI/AAAAAAAAB4E/aZA6PChx1Ws/s1600-h/christmas+toys+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424477118771844370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0edMwyhVRI/AAAAAAAAB4E/aZA6PChx1Ws/s400/christmas+toys+002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Friday, January 8, 2010.&lt;/em&gt; Leroy Earl here! Every year on December 24 an unfortunately dressed obese man breaks into our house and leaves stuff. SERIOUSLY! He's real! I can't make this stuff up. It's always on the same night and since it's kinda creepy I stay extra close to The Momma on that day. But boy oh boy! On the 25th (which also happens to be Christmas) I'm so excited to go see what the guy left. It's always something good and he never comes back for it. This year, we all got Sock Monkeys! Fred and I also got some squeaky toys and yummy treats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, be careful on December 24 in case the guy decides to come to your house this year-and enjoy the spoils on Christmas morning!&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/9080660259937792477-1338833897338018411?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/1338833897338018411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=1338833897338018411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1338833897338018411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1338833897338018411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-thoughts-from-shallow-well-part-3.html' title='Deep Thoughts from a Shallow Well Part 3'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0edMwyhVRI/AAAAAAAAB4E/aZA6PChx1Ws/s72-c/christmas+toys+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7764388338473334781</id><published>2010-01-06T10:11:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:48:27.482-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts from a Shallow Well Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0TEYOXjg-I/AAAAAAAAB30/8dpBDRYO-Dg/s1600-h/le.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423675771713717218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0TEYOXjg-I/AAAAAAAAB30/8dpBDRYO-Dg/s320/le.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Wednesday, January 6, 2010.&lt;/em&gt; The Momma had a tough day yesterday so I snapped into "Therapist Leroy" mode and set out to improve her mental health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as she got home she took me and my brother Fred for a long walk. I was very careful not to make poopy while we were out. When we got home she went to change clothes. While she was changing, I went into the kitchen a laid a stinker. Worked like a charm! It took her mind completely off of her bad day. Maybe it was too much poopy. Maybe it was too stinky. Something went terribly wrong with my plan. Sure she wasn't thinking about her bad day anymore but...she was REALLY mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she picked up the poopy and cleaned the floor she went in the living room and sat down on the couch. I jumped up beside her, made a pathetic face and barfed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! Who could stay angry with a sick puppy? The Momma forgot about her bad day AND the fact that she was ever angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good work, Therapist Leroy. That will be $150 please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-7764388338473334781?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7764388338473334781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7764388338473334781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7764388338473334781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7764388338473334781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-thoughts-from-shallow-well-part-2.html' title='Deep Thoughts from a Shallow Well Part 2'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0TEYOXjg-I/AAAAAAAAB30/8dpBDRYO-Dg/s72-c/le.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-4860605807712794308</id><published>2010-01-04T19:36:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:48:48.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Thoughts from a Shallow Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0KmD9ZnKtI/AAAAAAAAB3s/PIbwotfmsf0/s1600-h/Lelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423079488259304146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0KmD9ZnKtI/AAAAAAAAB3s/PIbwotfmsf0/s320/Lelo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday, January 4, 2009.&lt;/em&gt; Hello! I'm going to be blogging from time-to-time this year so I thought I'd take a moment and introduce myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Name:&lt;/em&gt; Leroy Earl Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Age:&lt;/em&gt; Three and a half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Breed:&lt;/em&gt; Redneck Poodle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hail From:&lt;/em&gt; The Great State of Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sibling:&lt;/em&gt; Fred Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Momma:&lt;/em&gt; The Momma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Job:&lt;/em&gt; Snuggling and being cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hobbies:&lt;/em&gt; Wresting, squeekin' toys, flushin' the potty just to watch the water and suckin' the bathroom wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn ons:&lt;/em&gt; Cheese cookies and long walks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn offs:&lt;/em&gt; Short leashes and fireworks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Interest:&lt;/em&gt; Kami (she lives down the block)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Philosophy of Life:&lt;/em&gt; It's all good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't you be a stranger! I've got a lot to say this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-4860605807712794308?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/4860605807712794308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=4860605807712794308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/4860605807712794308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/4860605807712794308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2010/01/deep-thoughts-from-shallow-well.html' title='Deep Thoughts from a Shallow Well'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/S0KmD9ZnKtI/AAAAAAAAB3s/PIbwotfmsf0/s72-c/Lelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-8256345515238869973</id><published>2009-12-31T12:01:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:52:59.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on the Ending Decade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Szz1MBTJYdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/TeK043UChjA/s1600-h/cactus.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421477638303211986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Szz1MBTJYdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/TeK043UChjA/s400/cactus.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday, December 31, 2009&lt;/em&gt; Since this is the last time I'll blog during this decade I thought I'd share ten of the most important lessons I've learned in the last ten years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. God's love and grace are given to us with the same abandon we are to share them with others.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. My capacity to love is greater than I ever imagined.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. Friends are the greatest treasures of life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Nothing in life is so bad that a warm puppy can't make it better&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Life is better when lived in the company of a very old dog.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Trying new things is more fun when you are with the "old things" at the end of the day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. If you aren't giving you aren't living.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Find something you love and make your living at it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Find something you love just as much and make a life of it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. The world is full of cactus but you don't have to sit on it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-8256345515238869973?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/8256345515238869973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=8256345515238869973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8256345515238869973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8256345515238869973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts-on-ending-decade_31.html' title='Thoughts on the Ending Decade'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Szz1MBTJYdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/TeK043UChjA/s72-c/cactus.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-7775023739985932242</id><published>2009-11-14T18:01:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:49:08.498-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jerry Self'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aggie Bonfire'/><title type='text'>Jerry Self-Some people you always remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Sv9TGTip8hI/AAAAAAAAB1k/B73i7IJvga4/s1600-h/jerry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404129445657834002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Sv9TGTip8hI/AAAAAAAAB1k/B73i7IJvga4/s200/jerry.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then (November 20, 1999)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The letter I wrote to Jerry 3 days after the tragedy. The words in maroon are words that were later inscribed in his portal in the Bonfire Memorial at Texas A&amp;amp;M: &lt;a href="http://bonfire.tamu.edu/~bonfire/jSelf"&gt;http://bonfire.tamu.edu/~bonfire/jSelf&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jerry,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have spent the better part of the last three days remembering you. In every memory you are wearing the biggest smile I have ever seen. &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Remember the time I asked you why you were smiling? "I told myself a joke." What a silly guy!&lt;/span&gt; What a loving guy. I'll never forget all the hours of talking about our A&amp;amp;M experiences. Or all the trips to the Athens Wal-Mart during camp. I have so many &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;visions of you at camp with kids hanging off of you like tinsel on a Christmas tree. I'll never forget how excited you were the first time a fourth grader told you that he wanted to accept Christ&lt;/span&gt;. The solace that I have found these last three days has come from you. I have never known anyone who lived their life so completely focused on God. If there is anyplace you ever wanted to be it was in the arms of the One who holds you now. I will miss you. I will know in my heart that it is you who says "Here!" on April 21st.&lt;br /&gt;Until we meet again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bridget Maloney,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAMU '90&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now (November 14, 2009)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny days seem to hurt the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wear the pain like a heavy coat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel you everywhere I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see your smile, I see your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hear you laughing in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still can't believe you're gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It ain't fair you died too young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like a story that had just begun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then death tore the pages all away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God knows how I miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the hell that I've been through&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just knowing no one could take your place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I wonder who you'd be today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you see the world?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you chase your dreams?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Settle down with a family?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder, what would you name your babies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some days the sky's so blue I feel like I can talk to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know it might sound crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunny days seem to hurt the most&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wear the pain like a heavy coat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing that gives me hope&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is I know I'll see you again someday someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Who You'd Be Today-Kenny Chesney)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-7775023739985932242?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/7775023739985932242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=7775023739985932242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7775023739985932242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/7775023739985932242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2009/11/jerry-self-some-people-you-always.html' title='Jerry Self-Some people you always remember'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Sv9TGTip8hI/AAAAAAAAB1k/B73i7IJvga4/s72-c/jerry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-8427725353397750769</id><published>2009-08-20T14:00:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:49:23.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Times</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/So2rZP5bQ2I/AAAAAAAABxg/n_aosm8_PF0/s1600-h/w+carroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372138380775342946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/So2rZP5bQ2I/AAAAAAAABxg/n_aosm8_PF0/s320/w+carroll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, August 20, 2009. It's been a busy, busy week. I can't count the number of times I've glanced at this picture and smiled. One of my favorite places in the world (Mo Ranch) with one of my favorite people in the world (Carroll Pickett) doing one of my favorite things in the world (ministry).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank God for good friends and good memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-8427725353397750769?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/8427725353397750769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=8427725353397750769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8427725353397750769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/8427725353397750769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-times.html' title='Good Times'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/So2rZP5bQ2I/AAAAAAAABxg/n_aosm8_PF0/s72-c/w+carroll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-6601862399018258730</id><published>2008-02-24T13:54:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:49:55.691-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Charles Isaac Brown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/R8HdAgikt1I/AAAAAAAABAk/pMHBJoV01-Y/s1600-h/CharlieB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170656848002725714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/R8HdAgikt1I/AAAAAAAABAk/pMHBJoV01-Y/s400/CharlieB.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charles Isaac "Charlie" Brown was born in 1990 in South Carolina. He spent the first 10 years of his life there with a 'human' who neglected him on his best days and abused him on his worst days. At the age of 10 he moved to San Antonio (and later to Fort Worth and Albuquerque) where he worked as a super hero. He didn't have a cape and he couldn't fly but for the price of a cup of kibble a day and the chance to sleep in the big bed he taught wise life lessons to a hard- hearted woman most people would have given up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the scars on his body he taught her that even though you treat them with love and loyalty some people will lash out at you. With his soft breath as he slept cuddled up tight to her he taught her that even though some people will hurt you-you should always give the next person a chance. Love is out there if you are willing to keep looking for it. By tearing a piece off of every toy he ever got and giving it to his younger brother Fred he taught her that the best thing about having good 'stuff' is sharing it. With his peculiar little bark in the middle of the night he taught her that it's OK to ask for what you need in life. With his less than intimidating growl when Leroy would become annoying he taught her that you have to set your own boundaries in life or people will take advantage of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie died peacefully Thursday, February 21st at his Auntie Tricia's office. He had a full tummy, a new toy, and died while being petted by two of his favorite up-right walkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is survived by The Momma and his brothers Fred and Leroy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-6601862399018258730?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/6601862399018258730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=6601862399018258730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6601862399018258730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6601862399018258730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2008/02/charles-isaac-brown.html' title='Charles Isaac Brown'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/R8HdAgikt1I/AAAAAAAABAk/pMHBJoV01-Y/s72-c/CharlieB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3839391779789752220</id><published>2008-02-21T13:19:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:50:07.860-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Long Old Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/R73c7Qikt0I/AAAAAAAABAc/qd2JT0L0K90/s1600-h/charlie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169530857901569858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/R73c7Qikt0I/AAAAAAAABAc/qd2JT0L0K90/s400/charlie.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rest in Peace&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Charles Isaac Brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;October 2, 1990-February 21, 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-3839391779789752220?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3839391779789752220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3839391779789752220' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3839391779789752220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3839391779789752220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-long-old-friend.html' title='So Long Old Friend'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/R73c7Qikt0I/AAAAAAAABAc/qd2JT0L0K90/s72-c/charlie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-4964940520893074874</id><published>2007-06-01T13:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:50:22.386-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bichon Frise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sbmaloney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poodle'/><title type='text'>Three Dog Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/RmB4bXIlCJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lwPBi9vDP40/s1600-h/Three+Dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071185591880976530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/RmB4bXIlCJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lwPBi9vDP40/s400/Three+Dog.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friday, June 1, 2007. Here they are first thing in the morning. Yes, they sleep in a crib sometimes. Charlie will NOT sleep in a crate but a crib is fine so...&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/9080660259937792477-4964940520893074874?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/4964940520893074874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=4964940520893074874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/4964940520893074874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/4964940520893074874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2007/06/three-dog-night.html' title='Three Dog Night'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/RmB4bXIlCJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lwPBi9vDP40/s72-c/Three+Dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-6961659882868968626</id><published>2007-05-31T21:50:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:50:33.487-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leroy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sbmaloney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poodle'/><title type='text'>What's his name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/RmB4M3IlCII/AAAAAAAAAfU/vyrNgsY7m-M/s1600-h/Fence.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071185342772873346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/RmB4M3IlCII/AAAAAAAAAfU/vyrNgsY7m-M/s400/Fence.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thursday, May 31, 2007. LEROY...from the Shania Twain song lyrics..."We'll have a little girl, a little boy, a little Benji we call 'Leroy'."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-6961659882868968626?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/6961659882868968626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=6961659882868968626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6961659882868968626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/6961659882868968626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2007/05/whats-his-name.html' title='What&apos;s his name?'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/RmB4M3IlCII/AAAAAAAAAfU/vyrNgsY7m-M/s72-c/Fence.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-3966005044269396433</id><published>2007-05-30T15:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:50:50.565-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sbmaloney'/><title type='text'>Introducing...Leroy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Rl3sC3IlCHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9RVzOX3pFis/s1600-h/muppet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070468289392871538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Rl3sC3IlCHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9RVzOX3pFis/s400/muppet+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday, May 30, 2007. (part two) Here is Leroy at my office. He's saying, "I did NOT wee-wee on your Dictionary of Reformed Theology-that was some OTHER puppy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-3966005044269396433?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/3966005044269396433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=3966005044269396433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3966005044269396433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/3966005044269396433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2007/05/introducingleroy.html' title='Introducing...Leroy!'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Rl3sC3IlCHI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9RVzOX3pFis/s72-c/muppet+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9080660259937792477.post-1353490554149493902</id><published>2007-05-30T00:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:51:02.811-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sbmaloney'/><title type='text'>The Cost of Parenting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Rl0fw3IlCFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/23e6Gv5AnGw/s1600-h/Leroy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070243679783159890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Rl0fw3IlCFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/23e6Gv5AnGw/s400/Leroy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wednesday, May 30, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;Giant pillow bed $35&lt;br /&gt;New supper bowl $8&lt;br /&gt;Collar and leash $25&lt;br /&gt;Tag for collar $8&lt;br /&gt;Assorted toys $15&lt;br /&gt;GIANT bottle of pee-be-gone $32&lt;br /&gt;Getting this guy out of jail and into our home...PRICELESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9080660259937792477-1353490554149493902?l=sbmaloney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/feeds/1353490554149493902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9080660259937792477&amp;postID=1353490554149493902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1353490554149493902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9080660259937792477/posts/default/1353490554149493902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sbmaloney.blogspot.com/2007/05/cost-of-parenting.html' title='The Cost of Parenting'/><author><name>Bridget</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01819194330010815135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2tf6JQkGq4M/TgYnNsoUKGI/AAAAAAAACJU/4uNlCVF_lA0/s220/cmc.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_khQ9mR4Q_Ms/Rl0fw3IlCFI/AAAAAAAAAe8/23e6Gv5AnGw/s72-c/Leroy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
