<?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-32430881</id><updated>2012-02-07T15:10:57.704-05:00</updated><category term='birds'/><title type='text'>Welcome To My World...</title><subtitle type='html'>A teacher once told my mother, "Your daughter will either be famous or infamous." 
I hope you enjoy reading my blog. 
The pictures, posts, and drama are all real.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>218</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8432346512666350391</id><published>2011-02-21T10:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T10:56:03.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2--and I'm not to the point of choking somebody</title><content type='html'>This is day 2 of Nutrisystem and so far, so good. I like the food-especially the breakfast and desserts ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: I had a blueberry muffin, apple and skim milk for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Margherita Pizza, slaw, cooked broccoli&lt;br /&gt;Snack: low-fat string cheese, apple and 1/2 bag of NS pretzels&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Spinach and cheese stuffed pasta, 1/2 banana, 15 grapes&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: creamy fudge bar (yum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total calories: 1210&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically what you are striving for...keep the calories around 1200-1250. Its not that difficult. And when the food is good that helps a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;breakfast: sweetened O's cereal with skim milk, 1/2 banana, low-fat string cheese&lt;br /&gt;lunch: roasted vegetable pizza, apple&lt;br /&gt;snack: string cheese, 15 grapes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not sound like much but you get to eat every 2 hours! That's my kind of diet :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a picture of my 10 day stash of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRT5ALYI73o/TWKLAGDvHfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yiB03DZ2OzA/s1600/nutrisystem.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576172122380639730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRT5ALYI73o/TWKLAGDvHfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yiB03DZ2OzA/s320/nutrisystem.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8432346512666350391?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8432346512666350391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8432346512666350391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8432346512666350391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8432346512666350391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/02/day-2-and-im-not-to-point-of-choking.html' title='Day 2--and I&apos;m not to the point of choking somebody'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BRT5ALYI73o/TWKLAGDvHfI/AAAAAAAAAV4/yiB03DZ2OzA/s72-c/nutrisystem.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-70099913200980782</id><published>2011-02-18T16:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T16:20:47.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NutriSystem...</title><content type='html'>So Sunday starts a new gig for me in the food department. My mother talked me into trying NutriSystem to get rid of about 30 unwanted pounds. At first, I was a bit skeptical but I'm actually looking forward to it. I will have a guaranteed, breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks. No more trips to Subway for a few weeks or wondering what food I am going to grab "on the go." It's all taken care of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first shipment-my fresh frozen foods-arrived on Valentine's Day compliments of Schwan's Frozen Foods. It contained a large variety of frozen foods-many of which-look quiet tasty. The second shipment-my ready to go meals-got here yseterday. That's cererals, protein bars, snacks, etc. The best part of it is I can keep track of everything by smartphone and computer. So no excuse, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go off the "real food" wagon, I plan to indulge Saturday in a gorgeous seafood dinner...salmon, shrimp, crab, potatoes, corn, cheddar biscuits. Lane is in charge of the salmon-he is king of grilling. I'm looking forward to stuffing myself until I am sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I will be blogging this new adventure. I hope its worth its weight in gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned Sunday is just around the corner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-70099913200980782?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/70099913200980782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=70099913200980782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/70099913200980782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/70099913200980782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/02/nutrisystem.html' title='NutriSystem...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3699088442547945876</id><published>2011-02-13T15:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T15:10:33.764-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Me and my girl...</title><content type='html'>My niece Mary Beth is the sweetest little girl in the world! She is a true joy to be around and we always have so much fun together. A few months ago-during the fall-MB and I got to spend an entire day together while everyone was at a band competition. We got our nails done, had lunch, and played at the park. We went on a walk around her neighborhood and giggled the whole day. I'm so thankful for her and hope she knows how much her Aunt Cizzy loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures from that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4YzWL8t0ebg/TVg6l_QgwCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bWsRFOcjHko/s1600/DSC_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4YzWL8t0ebg/TVg6l_QgwCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bWsRFOcjHko/s320/DSC_0462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573268963181248546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IuTVV1uECzA/TVg6l0o565I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jpbECAMKN_U/s1600/DSC_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IuTVV1uECzA/TVg6l0o565I/AAAAAAAAAVo/jpbECAMKN_U/s320/DSC_0418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573268960330771346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GnytIyXVykk/TVg6lpzxirI/AAAAAAAAAVg/p3cKzM8_XRY/s1600/DSC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GnytIyXVykk/TVg6lpzxirI/AAAAAAAAAVg/p3cKzM8_XRY/s320/DSC_0410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573268957423569586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3699088442547945876?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3699088442547945876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3699088442547945876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3699088442547945876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3699088442547945876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/02/me-and-my-girl.html' title='Me and my girl...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4YzWL8t0ebg/TVg6l_QgwCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/bWsRFOcjHko/s72-c/DSC_0462.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4955292002716020240</id><published>2011-02-10T17:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:23:41.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slim Fast and slick roads...</title><content type='html'>Wednesday night we got another gorgeous snow fall. It was pretty coming down and it didn't take long for the drive home to get slick. I woke up early and everything was shut down because there was a glaze of ice on roads and highways. Being in the news business, we are a 24/7 operation, regardless of weather. So you have to be prepared--and leave early enough that you are not risking life and limb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out to my car to crank it and turn on the heat. That's when I made a yummy discovery---a box of chocolate Slim Fast drinks I had bought a few days earlier were ice cold! What a delicious treat to drink as I slid down University Drive :) Now that's what I call breakfast on the go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering...slim fast only has 5 WW points. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4ptJwGffmg/TVRlYTsQjEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/t4Sb7upHZFE/s1600/slim%2Bfast.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4ptJwGffmg/TVRlYTsQjEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/t4Sb7upHZFE/s320/slim%2Bfast.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572190107241319490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4955292002716020240?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4955292002716020240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4955292002716020240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4955292002716020240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4955292002716020240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/02/slim-fast-and-slick-roads.html' title='Slim Fast and slick roads...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P4ptJwGffmg/TVRlYTsQjEI/AAAAAAAAAVY/t4Sb7upHZFE/s72-c/slim%2Bfast.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-863430890426839557</id><published>2011-02-06T13:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T14:01:52.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Push that hoe, pull that rake...</title><content type='html'>I'm past ready for warm weather to arrive. I'm most especially excited to plant a garden. Last year, Lane plowed a square spot in his back yard. I planted tomatoes, squash, cantelopes, watermelon, peppers, okra even flowers. I worked day and night babysitting that little plot of land. I bought cow manure at the co-op to nurish my plants, kept them fertilized and all but sang lullabyes. Finally-my hard work paid off-but not like I had planned. I had a few little tomatoes. The squash did pretty good. The peppers never fully matured. My watermelon vines were beautiful but only produced one little ball of a melon-that one rotted. My cantelope? Gorgeous vines...but that's all it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I'm going to do container garden. I think it will be much easier, yield a better harvest, and it is a lot less back breaking. Plus, some kind of fungus got in my garden last year and rotted all my hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned. I will be blogging about my garden soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wCRiPK_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AE0A70LFXgc/s1600/Home%2BSweet%2BHome%2Bpics511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wCRiPK_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AE0A70LFXgc/s320/Home%2BSweet%2BHome%2Bpics511.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570653710961290226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wCOJyDsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LnB2wLxlmsk/s1600/Home%2BSweet%2BHome%2Bpics283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wCOJyDsI/AAAAAAAAAVI/LnB2wLxlmsk/s320/Home%2BSweet%2BHome%2Bpics283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570653710053412546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wB8LwpBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Uw18S4nSBsM/s1600/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wB8LwpBI/AAAAAAAAAVA/Uw18S4nSBsM/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570653705229870098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wBg-FgJI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pGGjt6SyOUg/s1600/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wBg-FgJI/AAAAAAAAAU4/pGGjt6SyOUg/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570653697924759698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-863430890426839557?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/863430890426839557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=863430890426839557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/863430890426839557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/863430890426839557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/02/push-that-hoe-pull-that-rake.html' title='Push that hoe, pull that rake...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TU7wCRiPK_I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/AE0A70LFXgc/s72-c/Home%2BSweet%2BHome%2Bpics511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4407370755383018801</id><published>2011-02-04T16:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T17:09:53.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did THAT come from??</title><content type='html'>I've heard of animals putting on their winter weight to stay warm so I must be like a human electric blanket. I noticed my clothes fitting snug but really didn't want to face the reality that, yes, I've packed on the pounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I came to terms with the image in the mirror and stepped on the scales. Wow! I am now at the heaviest point I have ever weighed IN MY LIFE...and it ain't pretty!! Oh its not something I didn't know. I've been watching it creep up since I fell off the Biggest Loser program the day it ended. And of course nothing makes you feel like a fatty cow until you see yourself on tv with a fat neck, double chin and big butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more! I want to slim down for the spring (and for my speaking engagement in a few months). Today I signed up with Weight Watchers. They have a new Points Plus program. You can track your points online and via Ipone. They've improved their power foods list and updated restaurant numbers. So, no excuse for overeating or not exercising. I have weight loss technology at my finger tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So---big girl pants its time for you to go back in the closet! I will be tracking my progress on my blog. So if you wondering how its going please check back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUx4-lP8H3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/jsPoFJ93cqE/s1600/scales.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUx4-lP8H3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/jsPoFJ93cqE/s320/scales.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569959855696650098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4407370755383018801?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4407370755383018801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4407370755383018801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4407370755383018801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4407370755383018801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/02/where-did-that-come-fron.html' title='Where did THAT come from??'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUx4-lP8H3I/AAAAAAAAAUw/jsPoFJ93cqE/s72-c/scales.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8698353898898284258</id><published>2011-02-03T11:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:49:25.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Careful what you wish for...</title><content type='html'>I make no secret that I cannot stand winter time. It's dark, damp, dreary, depressing, and any other "d" word you can think of. I consider myself a summer time girl. I love warm sunny days, green grass, going fishing and wearing flip flops. But I've always said if it would snow in the deep south I could try and like winter just a little bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Day I woke up to a complete shock! I looked out my bedroom window and what to my wondering eyes should appear--nope not Santa--but several inches of the prettiest white snow you've ever seen. For most of the day and on into Sunday it continued to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, we had snow again! This time, I had to work but still found time to enjoy it. My photog and I stayed at the Hampton Inn off the interstate in Athens (I highly recommend this establishment)...Here are a few pics from that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrdsLq5CXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rJAcBXs9vPA/s1600/athens%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569507640313710962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrdsLq5CXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rJAcBXs9vPA/s320/athens%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrdrzp1D9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/B-oxvd7I6dU/s1600/athens%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569507633866805202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrdrzp1D9I/AAAAAAAAAUM/B-oxvd7I6dU/s320/athens%2B5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrdrxwXYlI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ylqV2l6Jj_s/s1600/athens%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569507633357349458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrdrxwXYlI/AAAAAAAAAUE/ylqV2l6Jj_s/s320/athens%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to explain the next 2 pictures. I was coming out of our motel-still dazed from having to get up so early-when I saw an unusual site...Yes that is a buck strapped to the back of a pick-up truck. The hunter was from Michigan. He and his buddies drove to Selma to deer hunt, thinking it was going to be like a tropical paradise here. They never thought they would run into snow and ice. The interstate turned slick so they pulled into our hotel for the night...the deer freshly preserved from the bitter cold drive :) I could not resist a photo opportunity! I also got an interview with the hunter--who I discovered, had 2 more deer in the back hidden under coolers and guns. Notice the deer, which had been somewhat gutted, is frozen solid. Even had ice hanging off its hoofs, rack and eyelashes. It's great to be from the south :) Only here would you find such interesting stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrfivIT6BI/AAAAAAAAAUk/MnESVHrFmew/s1600/athens%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569509677056911378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrfivIT6BI/AAAAAAAAAUk/MnESVHrFmew/s320/athens%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrfiWMCx1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/sWJzXuvBRtA/s1600/athens%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569509670361679698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrfiWMCx1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/sWJzXuvBRtA/s320/athens%2B2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8698353898898284258?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8698353898898284258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8698353898898284258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8698353898898284258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8698353898898284258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/02/careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Careful what you wish for...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUrdsLq5CXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/rJAcBXs9vPA/s72-c/athens%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1502062212799656728</id><published>2011-01-26T16:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T16:54:22.218-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who me? Are you sure that's a good idea?</title><content type='html'>I was recently asked by my alma mater, Freed-Hardeman University, to deliver the commencement speech for graduation ceremonies May 14th. When the invitation came in the mail, I had to look twice to make sure it wasn't a mistake. The first question that shot through my mind...me? Really? I likely should credit "you know who" for the boost in my popularity. I assume when one of your graduates-who goes on to be a rather good reporter- becomes a viral sensation there is an obligation perhaps to invite them to campus. ;) Don't get me wrong, I consider myself honored. I hope those in attendance will enjoy whatever life advice, bitter and crusty though it may be, that I share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUCX_19f85I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ZeDizdY5jF4/s1600/CU-Cap-and-Gown_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUCX_19f85I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ZeDizdY5jF4/s320/CU-Cap-and-Gown_jpg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566616262502511506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1502062212799656728?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1502062212799656728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1502062212799656728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1502062212799656728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1502062212799656728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/01/who-me-are-you-sure-thats-good-idea.html' title='Who me? Are you sure that&apos;s a good idea?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TUCX_19f85I/AAAAAAAAAT0/ZeDizdY5jF4/s72-c/CU-Cap-and-Gown_jpg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1023341229613559196</id><published>2011-01-23T18:49:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:14:26.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Inauguration events....</title><content type='html'>Monday January 17, 2011 I had the honor of covering the inauguration of Alabama Governor Robert Bentley for WAFF-48. It was a historic moment watching Governor Bentley take his oath of office on the Capitol steps. Here are a few still shots of the Alabama Million Dollar Band, Auburn University March Band, Haleyville High School band, and inauguration events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy_7Re69ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RVBxT8gGN90/s1600/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565534264549373330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy_7Re69ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RVBxT8gGN90/s320/DSC_0047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy_7lFt6qI/AAAAAAAAAR8/A0osVuwVNbU/s1600/DSC_0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565534269812370082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy_7lFt6qI/AAAAAAAAAR8/A0osVuwVNbU/s320/DSC_0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy_76YlPQI/AAAAAAAAASE/-N-sMZGswZQ/s1600/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565534275528637698" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy_8gospTI/AAAAAAAAASU/Dva4M4ECh64/s320/DSC_0064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTzA_Dl5__I/AAAAAAAAASs/83A6EvmbK2c/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565535429051678706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTzA_Dl5__I/AAAAAAAAASs/83A6EvmbK2c/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTzA-7acLSI/AAAAAAAAASk/m3k6JuiEWXo/s1600/DSC_0067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565535426856103202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTzA-7acLSI/AAAAAAAAASk/m3k6JuiEWXo/s320/DSC_0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTzA-kGqJbI/AAAAAAAAASc/kv4RYu6_Gtc/s1600/DSC_0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565535420599117234" style="FLOAT: left; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTzCNGDlR_I/AAAAAAAAATE/U4N3PIp58gc/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1023341229613559196?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1023341229613559196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1023341229613559196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1023341229613559196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1023341229613559196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/01/honor-awesome-day.html' title='Inauguration events....'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy_7Re69ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/RVBxT8gGN90/s72-c/DSC_0047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-334665193880887374</id><published>2011-01-23T18:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T18:40:12.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><title type='text'>"Mr. Bluebird On My Shoulder..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;A sign that warmer days are ahead...sweet blue bird and red bird hopping in the yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy7212F1eI/AAAAAAAAARU/IK_ME89zuV8/s1600/DSC_0019%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565529790364374498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy7212F1eI/AAAAAAAAARU/IK_ME89zuV8/s320/DSC_0019%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy73JkQFKI/AAAAAAAAARc/LN6xU8NJbOE/s1600/DSC_0024%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565529795658257570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy73JkQFKI/AAAAAAAAARc/LN6xU8NJbOE/s320/DSC_0024%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-334665193880887374?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/334665193880887374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=334665193880887374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/334665193880887374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/334665193880887374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/01/mr-bluebird-on-my-shoulder.html' title='&quot;Mr. Bluebird On My Shoulder...&quot;'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TTy7212F1eI/AAAAAAAAARU/IK_ME89zuV8/s72-c/DSC_0019%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8536516806521147625</id><published>2011-01-21T18:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T18:28:44.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old...</title><content type='html'>And in...with a new look! After many years I decided to update my blog page...not that I think anyone actually reads it. I've done a sorry job keeping details of my life posted. I plan to do a better job with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop by and visit. Tell your friends to follow me. If nothing else maybe my words will inspire, bring tears to your eyes or just give you something to do during your downtime at work ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2011 all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8536516806521147625?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8536516806521147625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8536516806521147625' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8536516806521147625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8536516806521147625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2011/01/out-with-old.html' title='Out with the old...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6527331402839719514</id><published>2010-07-28T16:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T16:30:10.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dynomite!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TFCTRvU6aQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/c7S19WfF0Jg/s1600/JJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499057077990615298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TFCTRvU6aQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/c7S19WfF0Jg/s320/JJ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Growing up I was a big fan of the sitcom "Good Times." I liked JJ, as most people. He was sooo funny with his quick wit and famous one liner-- Dynomite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I met a whole new generation of what I call JJ Walker's. This guy looked a lot like him in body structure but was entirely different beast. Let me explain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were sent out on an assignment to cover a burglary where a man broke into an apartment in the projects and crawled in bed with the woman sleeping there. The brother, who reminds me of JJ, tried to help his sister but was just a bit too, well, feminine to do much more than pull hair. Anyway, we didn't have an exact address and happen to see a group standing outside. We stopped and I asked if they knew the person. Bingo! It was the place where the attack happened. The victim talked on camera and so did her brother :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew he was a character as soon as he opened his mouth. He had on a red do-rag, had long thick nails, a wife beater and shorts on and, here's the best part, a pair of pink hiking boots with a bling type buckle on the side. I felt like I needed a hepatitis shot just standing next to him. Anyway, he was hysterical with his snaps and quirks and girly type threats! I tried not to laugh at him during the interview because he could have scratched my baby blue eyes out with his cat like nails. Despite his confusing gender, he was nice to us and we were able to turn 2 good stories out of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JJ Walker is a thing of the past but I feel certain the guy I met today has a future in sitcom comedy! Thanks for the laugh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6527331402839719514?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6527331402839719514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6527331402839719514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6527331402839719514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6527331402839719514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/07/dynomite.html' title='Dynomite!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TFCTRvU6aQI/AAAAAAAAAQo/c7S19WfF0Jg/s72-c/JJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-130616046175777570</id><published>2010-07-06T15:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T16:11:31.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back to life...</title><content type='html'>I am feeling better from the crud I picked up. Antibiotics are great, but evil. I think they can make you feel worse than actual sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest Loser is going well. I am very proud of the progress I've made. Not so much in pounds lost but as in fat toned up :) I bought a new suit Monday and I was pumped when the 2 sizes I tried on that I've been wearing lately hung off me. I haven't wiggled my way into a smaller size in a long while. I was very happy with the flattering fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also discovered my love of the elliptical machine. You have to get into a certain mode to keep the momentum going but once you start, its hard to stop. And let me tell you there is nothing more motivating than sweating to death exercising and looking out at the pool and seeing people who should never wear a bathing suit in public. It really gives you a reason to keep moving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, swimming. My favorite exercise. Try running in the pool and then turn around and try to run back the opposite direction. You talk about a work out. That will get your goat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Team if you are reading this...hope you are keeping up the good work. Don't want another team pulling ahead of us. Keep exercising, eating right, and of course swigging down that water (ha/ha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-130616046175777570?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/130616046175777570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=130616046175777570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/130616046175777570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/130616046175777570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/07/coming-back-to-life.html' title='Coming back to life...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-761726544435526481</id><published>2010-06-29T17:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T17:15:46.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the weather...way under it.</title><content type='html'>I know I'm behind on posts but I have been ever so sick. I have walking pneumonia and man let me tell you that mess will make you feel BAD! I'm on a 10 day round of very strong antibiotics. I'm hoping that will clear it up. So far, I just feel yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you may wonder how that affects Biggest Loser. It doesn't really. I just can't over-do-it or work out in the heat. I can stay indoors and do Wii or medicine ball. I can swim too but only late in the evening. I will manage to get my points in for the week, its just not going to be as intense a work out as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's challenge...write down everything we eat. I wonder if 2 Vanilla Wafers really counts as a breakfast?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-761726544435526481?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/761726544435526481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=761726544435526481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/761726544435526481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/761726544435526481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/under-weatherway-under-it.html' title='Under the weather...way under it.'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1232851721600188332</id><published>2010-06-23T17:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T17:34:20.572-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk This Way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TCJ90dzPgeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wrYksrvUEeQ/s1600/pedometer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486085636396909026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TCJ90dzPgeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wrYksrvUEeQ/s320/pedometer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I bought a pedometer. This baby is like the Lexus of all walking calculators. It tells you each step you've taken, distance walked, calories burned. I bought it not only to see how far I walk in a day but to measure the distance around my apartment complex. The Greenway is starting to creep me out somewhat since I watched a drug exchange there a few nights ago. (more on that on a slow day).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, I swam for 45 minutes. It was intense. Have you ever tried to run in the pool and then turn and go the opposite directions. Hello shin splints! You certainly get a good workout! The water was bubbly hot too. That made the swim even more exhausting. One thing about it, you sleep better afterwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's 2 point challenge is anything outdoors with a ball. I'm thinking about soccer. If I go to mom's (which is off limits during Biggest Loser I realize but didn't get to see my dad for Father's Day) I got 22 acres to kick that thing around all I want. If I don't and I stay here, I feel certain I will fall victim to the couch and my ceiling fan. Which, after laying there for a few hours, takes energy to get up. Is that considered exercise??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1232851721600188332?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1232851721600188332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1232851721600188332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1232851721600188332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1232851721600188332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/walk-this-way.html' title='Walk This Way...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TCJ90dzPgeI/AAAAAAAAAQg/wrYksrvUEeQ/s72-c/pedometer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2496666569176508481</id><published>2010-06-22T18:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:08:25.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The fruits of my labor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TCE0QXx6UEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/7VBsFEAUGmE/s1600/squash.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485723276979884098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TCE0QXx6UEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/7VBsFEAUGmE/s320/squash.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you know I planted a garden this year. So far, so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the first squash picked. Soooo tender and yummy! My watermelon and cantelope vines are out of control and I've got green tomatoes and a few little peppers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2496666569176508481?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2496666569176508481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2496666569176508481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2496666569176508481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2496666569176508481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/fruits-of-my-labor.html' title='The fruits of my labor...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TCE0QXx6UEI/AAAAAAAAAQY/7VBsFEAUGmE/s72-c/squash.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3983457737930169362</id><published>2010-06-22T17:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:00:35.194-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamp...part 2</title><content type='html'>This morning, I ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast. For lunch I had grilled salmon, a big salad with a little ranch dressing, and several glasses of unsweet tea with a lot of lemon. It was very tasty and healthy. Dinner is still up in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rearranged my exercise plan. I haven't done cardio in a while so I thought I would start back last night. I worked out for 45 minutes. I did everything from dance to passing basketballs to volleyball to running track. I can tell my running skills are getting much better since we started "Biggest Loser." I'm not out of breath as bad and I can run for a longer time. Tonight, I will swim for 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe weight loss is slow and I have days where my motivation is wimpy but I am enjoying the results. Lane measures me every other week and I can see a BIG difference in my curves :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3983457737930169362?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3983457737930169362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3983457737930169362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3983457737930169362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3983457737930169362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/revamppart-2.html' title='Revamp...part 2'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6352784643898908681</id><published>2010-06-21T14:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T14:29:37.144-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamping...</title><content type='html'>I think I've hit my plateau. Now may be a good time to change things up. I've done well with losing inches and I'm certainly proud to be down one pants size but I'm still not satisified with my results. I exercise almost daily and I can tell I've picked up muscle mass. What is not changing so much are the numbers on the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week I am tweaking my diet and changing up my workout plan. I am hoping that gets 5 pounds off by weigh day of next week. I love the way I feel and I'm seeing great results I would just like to see a bit more come off the scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the challenge to myself is...5 pounds off by next Monday and different exercises for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on Green Team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6352784643898908681?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6352784643898908681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6352784643898908681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6352784643898908681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6352784643898908681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/revamping.html' title='Revamping...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7711061855046794557</id><published>2010-06-19T14:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:19:53.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Home sweet home...</title><content type='html'>I'm back from a hard 2 day trip to the Gulf. We left at 5:00 Thursday morning for Bayou le Batre. We hit the jackpot on the first stop we made. Got great interviews and video about how the  BP oil spill has impacted the fishing industry. So sad to see these people suffer. Really heart breaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finished up there we stopped in Fairhope to Skype a live shot back to Huntsville. We couldn't get a strong enough signal out plus it was lightning so we scraped it. Todd and I headed to Foley to check into our hotel. We stayed at the Holiday Inn Express. The hotel itself was really nice. The fact that the AC didn't work in my room and the second room they moved me into was total aggravation. Third time really was the charm. A room with AC spewing out cold air at 68 degrees. Ahhhhh felt wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hit the gym at the hotel to make sure I got my exercise in. It helped stretch my tired body too. I walked/ran on the treadmill for 20 minutes and peddled my legs off on the stationary bike for 30. I met my 3 point challenge for the week and I got a good workout. After a hot shower I slept like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up the next morning, ate breakfast, checked out of our hotel and drove south to Orange Beach. The weather was hot, humid but beautiful. We got to the beach and both of us were amazed at how few people were there. We got our camera equipment out and walked out to the water. The stinch of oil hit us like a brick wall. The water was dirty and greasy. The coastline is stained from the oil. And the beach was basically empty. We shot a ton of video and 2 look lives. When we finished up there we drove to WPMI to feed our stories. That's a really nice television station. Quitest newsroom I've ever been in. They would never survive the loud voices filling the air where I work ha/ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left WPMI we grabbed a late lunch/early dinner then headed north. We got home around 9:30. I was happy to be back. It was a great trip though and I'm glad I got the opportunity to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm feeling very lazy. After all that walking on the beach my legs re tender ha/ha Today I've got to walk or swim. Can't afford to lose any exercise points :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7711061855046794557?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7711061855046794557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7711061855046794557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7711061855046794557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7711061855046794557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home sweet home...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1406659580812447701</id><published>2010-06-14T11:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T11:26:26.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chewing gum vs drinking water</title><content type='html'>If you know me, you know I'm not much of a thirsty turtle. In fact, my theory is this...chewing gum makes up for missed hydration. When I walk 4 miles at the Greenway, I do so with gum in my mouth. And by the time I'm finished, even though what little moisture in my body is pouring on the ground, I stick another piece of gum in my mouth. To me, that's like swigging down a bottle of Gatorade. Refreshing somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coach, which also doubles as my GM, believes that lack of water may be causing me to hold on to excess weight. So she has challenged me to 8 glasses of water a day....not a week. I drank a cup shortly after I left her office. 7 more to go and I should be well on my way to flushing out the fat :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a good challenge!! And it motivates me when one is issued. Something about pushing yourself to the limit. Makes you feel better when you reach that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, just to make sure I am sticking to the water regiment I will be tracking my intake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1406659580812447701?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1406659580812447701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1406659580812447701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1406659580812447701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1406659580812447701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/chewing-gum-vs-drinking-water.html' title='Chewing gum vs drinking water'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5794608321702379100</id><published>2010-06-14T11:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T11:18:58.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out Olympics! I'm a swimming goddess :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBZIRaIaYBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RkgCW6UL2yw/s1600/swimming.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482649060279738386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBZIRaIaYBI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RkgCW6UL2yw/s320/swimming.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend I spent ALL day in Lane's swimming pool. I ran laps, swam laps, dove, pulled him around in the water, and got into a fight with a raft, which, embarassingly the raft won :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Swimming is such a great way to burn calories but let me tell you it will wear you out! I got a good work out and a good tan in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a picture of me doing handstands on the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5794608321702379100?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5794608321702379100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5794608321702379100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5794608321702379100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5794608321702379100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/watch-out-olympics-im-swimming-goddess.html' title='Watch out Olympics! 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Oh yea!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBKe8UAUQlI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rCD0TmjFhq8/s1600/Funyuns_Original.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481618455462691410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBKe8UAUQlI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rCD0TmjFhq8/s320/Funyuns_Original.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBKeyVleAMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BO-zLco0-jI/s1600/chocolate+ice+cream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481618284088262850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBKeyVleAMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BO-zLco0-jI/s320/chocolate+ice+cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was growing up, my genious brother came up with the most yummy after dinner treat. Chocolate ice cream with Funyun Rings. Yes I said it and I'm not ashamed. 2 favorites combined into one. Its something about the sweet cold of ice cream and the salty onion of Funyun rings that goes so well together. I'm not talking about sugar free. I'm talking about that gallon ice cream bucket you buy at the store. The kind that takes up an entire freezer shelf. Dang you Biggest Loser. Dang you! My cravings are severe and the only hope I have of curbing them is that one sugar free banana popcicle left in the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not indulge. I will not indulge. I will not indulge. I will...ok you get the hint. I refuse to fall off the wagon. The craving will pass and I will look back on this temptation as just that...my little evil side wanting something unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will do one of the following things tonight...&lt;br /&gt;walk 4 miles&lt;br /&gt;OR do cardio Wii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not be beaten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will survive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8920845701720523755?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8920845701720523755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8920845701720523755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8920845701720523755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8920845701720523755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/gourmet-perhaps-not-delicious-oh-yea.html' title='Gourmet? Perhaps not. Delicious? Oh yea!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBKe8UAUQlI/AAAAAAAAAQI/rCD0TmjFhq8/s72-c/Funyuns_Original.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4822572777658430965</id><published>2010-06-10T14:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T14:40:50.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Love A Rainy Night"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBExnpegiSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xH6mpdBv9n0/s1600/rains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481216778705078562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBExnpegiSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xH6mpdBv9n0/s320/rains.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is one of my favorite Eddie Rabbitt country songs. And as much as yes I love to hear the rain outside my window its really putting a hurt on my workout routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my blood pressure was skyrocketing after sitting through the Huntsville City School Board meeting. I planned to blow off steam at the Greenway with an intense walk and let the sweat pour off me. On my way home to change clothes lightning bolts started exploding. The sky over Jeff Road was blazing with thunder clouds. I pull into the parking lot and the bottom falls out. It was so stormy I had to sit in my car and wait until the lightning calmed down enough to jump out. About 6:30 the power went off. Great! I was right in the middle of scrambling an egg. I had no flashlight so the only source of light I had was a dim Iphone screen. Needless to say, no power, no cardio on the Wii. Lightning=too dangerous to walk. I was bumed out! Looks like I'm going to have to change my routine and hit the trail in the morning before the tsunami hits in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is week 5 of Biggest Loser and I am still having fun with it. Some days I don't have as much "go get em" as others but I guess that's to be expected. Kermit the Frog pegged it best when he said, "It ain't easy being Green." ha/ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very behind on working out. The only day I've really worked up a sweat was Tuesday. I got out in the garden and pulled weeds out of my walking rows. Then I hoed dirt around my tomatoes and stirred the cow manure around my other vegetables. I want to go swimming tonight...if the weather cooperates. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mother nature if you are reading this...how bout a break in the rain. I know my garden would thank you as well as my behind and thighs. They need a workout!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4822572777658430965?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4822572777658430965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4822572777658430965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4822572777658430965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4822572777658430965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-rainy-night.html' title='&quot;I Love A Rainy Night&quot;'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TBExnpegiSI/AAAAAAAAAPo/xH6mpdBv9n0/s72-c/rains.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7980875995607834793</id><published>2010-06-09T13:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T13:44:09.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunger comes in many forms...</title><content type='html'>and today my craving is STRONG for some hot wings smothered in a spicy sauce with a side of hot salty french fries. Even as I type this I am resisting the urge to run out and place an order. Instead, I chmped down on a Subway sandwich...tuna on wheat, no cheese or mayo, with pickles, tomatoes and black pepper. Instead of french fries...baked chips and a small bag of apples with an unsweet tea. Gag me. It was really tasty and while I am glad it filled me up it wasn't what I wanted. I am on a mission to drop 4 pounds this week so if I am going to conquer my goal I can't let the visions of sauce all over my face and fingers get to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of hot wings, have you tried "Wings to Go" on North Parkway. Let me say that's some good stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TA_R7gSx0uI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3eLXiysPxB8/s1600/buffalo+wings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TA_R7gSx0uI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3eLXiysPxB8/s320/buffalo+wings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480830091744367330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news...The Green Team has pulled ahead. We are now in 1st place in pounds lost!! Very exciting stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's challenge is to walk/run 5 miles. I got that one. I will go to the Greenway tonight and knock out 4. I will go again Friday and Saturday and do 4 more each day. Last night I worked out with the medicine ball and hoed the weeds out of my garden. Today my stomach muscles are a little tender. Bring on the burn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7980875995607834793?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7980875995607834793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7980875995607834793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7980875995607834793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7980875995607834793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/hunger-comes-in-many-forms.html' title='Hunger comes in many forms...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TA_R7gSx0uI/AAAAAAAAAPg/3eLXiysPxB8/s72-c/buffalo+wings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6286176093891469969</id><published>2010-06-07T18:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:39:58.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The 4 pound challenge...</title><content type='html'>This week I lost 0 pounds but on the flip side of that coin, at least I didn't gain! My boss issed me a 4 pound challenge for the week. So its back to the grind with the Biggest Loser competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been banished from my mother's house until after August 9th, when the competition ends. Apparently I ate like a race horse the 2 1/2 days I spent there. To my defense, let me say I exercised. I did everything from walking to fishing to paddle boat to plumbing. I tried to burn off all the excess calories I took in. My sweet mother is such a wonderful cook. I can't resist the meals she prepares, especially breakfast. Fried ham, sausage, biscuits, eggs, grits, and fruit. Sooo yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did cut the calories on Friday when we made 2 batches of homemade ice cream. Mom made Butterfinger. I made sugar-free strawberry. I could have stuck my head in the ice cream bucket and ate my way back out. Wait. I think I did. That strawberry was so good. Nice to know diabetics can have ice cream too...without the added sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...when I weigh again I am hoping 4 pounds will be sliced off the scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Team if you are reading this...good luck this week! Hope you are staying strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6286176093891469969?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6286176093891469969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6286176093891469969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6286176093891469969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6286176093891469969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/4-pound-challenge.html' title='The 4 pound challenge...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7069771761932065732</id><published>2010-06-06T15:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T16:32:16.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?</title><content type='html'>It's growing-all thanks to a heavy fertilizing-with rich, dark cow manure. I noticed my garden was a bit lack luster a few weeks ago. My grandma, when she was able to plant crops, always put down a load of chicken manure on her plants. Her gardens would thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man at the co-op, even at my dirtest, recognized me from the news. When I asked for 3-50 pound bags of manure, he seemed quiet perplexed. I told him I wanted cow manure to work into my garden. Its gentler on plants than chicken fertilizer. He asked me if I knew much about manure and I told him where I come from its considered black gold :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loaded 3 heavy bags of the stuff in my car and I took off for the garden. I worked ALL DAY spreading cow crap in my vegetable garden. It was back breaking, knee grinding, sweaty work but in just a few short days my plants were exploding with green leaves and blooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose block style gardening. It makes it easier to hoe weeds plus everything has clean lines and looks neater. I've planted flowers, broccoli (which is bait for pests and worms at the moment), squash, cantelope, watermelon, peppers and tomatoes. I'm very proud to say things are looking great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of my hopeful harvest. Note: I planted my garden a little later. I should have produce through late summer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-NfEPvQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uD1PxOhAzgM/s1600/garden+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479752879257402626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-NfEPvQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uD1PxOhAzgM/s320/garden+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-NHWnWJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/glEfNajJgEQ/s1600/garden+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479752872891996306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-NHWnWJI/AAAAAAAAAPE/glEfNajJgEQ/s320/garden+3.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-MvboX8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/e2iyQiF6qpA/s1600/garden+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479752866470584258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-MvboX8I/AAAAAAAAAO8/e2iyQiF6qpA/s320/garden+2.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-MKW7EYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QjjB12vITfg/s1600/garden+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479752856518726018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-MKW7EYI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QjjB12vITfg/s320/garden+1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7069771761932065732?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7069771761932065732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7069771761932065732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7069771761932065732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7069771761932065732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/mary-mary-quite-contrary-how-does-your.html' title='Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAv-NfEPvQI/AAAAAAAAAPM/uD1PxOhAzgM/s72-c/garden+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5701557562582110946</id><published>2010-06-05T15:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:42:55.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reeling em in....</title><content type='html'>Friday morning I got up early to fish. It was overcast and rainy but apparently the fish were hungry. I snagged a 10 pound catfish. It stripped the line from the reel. It was so heavy I had to get my dad to help me pull it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second cat of about the same weight I drug to the bank, and got the hook out of its mouth myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third cat, again of about the same weight, broke the reel into. I had to stand on the line until my mom could get to the pond. She helped drag the fish up to the bank. Man was that fun. After breaking 2 of my dad's rods and reels I decided it was probably a good idea to quit while I was ahead :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are pics of my catch so you don't think its just a fish story :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqnZSx3l2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ViEfLLiwFjI/s1600/fish+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479375949629200226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqnZSx3l2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ViEfLLiwFjI/s320/fish+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqnZAldHNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YpVzdDOFjD0/s1600/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479375944745295058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqnZAldHNI/AAAAAAAAAOk/YpVzdDOFjD0/s320/fish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/32430881-5701557562582110946?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5701557562582110946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5701557562582110946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5701557562582110946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5701557562582110946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/reeling-em-in.html' title='Reeling em in....'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqnZSx3l2I/AAAAAAAAAOs/ViEfLLiwFjI/s72-c/fish+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3360713424571721258</id><published>2010-06-05T15:17:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T15:30:24.507-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fantastic few days off!!</title><content type='html'>What a terrific few days off work! Just what I needed...time away from Huntsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my parents Thursday, after an intense 4 mile walk at the Greenway off Pulaski. Mom is such a fabulous cook. We had egg salad/tuna salad sandwiches with baked chips for lunch. For dinner, she grilled shish kabob's with sausage, squash, mushrooms, peppers, and onions. Also had a fresh green salad and cantelope to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, my brother and his family came down for an "early birthday" celebration. Chris turns, um, well older June 8th :) Mom grilled chicken, burgers, hot dogs, hot sausages. We had fruit and vegetables to go with it. We also made homemade ice cream. What's a party without cold ice cream on a scorching hot day? Mom made Butter Finger. I made sugar-free strawberry. Man o man was it good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went for a workout ride in the paddle boat. My niece Mary Beth, John and their dog Dixie had a good time while Cizzy and Chris did all the paddling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So despite being out of town... I still managed to get in good exercise and sweat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqkD_O7U6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ALjfNM3N3zw/s1600/DSC_0206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479372285070234530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqkD_O7U6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ALjfNM3N3zw/s320/DSC_0206.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqkDQEK-wI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5SB33xxGTys/s1600/DSC_0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479372272408656642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqkDQEK-wI/AAAAAAAAAOU/5SB33xxGTys/s320/DSC_0174.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3360713424571721258?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3360713424571721258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3360713424571721258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3360713424571721258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3360713424571721258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/fantastic-few-days-off.html' title='Fantastic few days off!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAqkD_O7U6I/AAAAAAAAAOc/ALjfNM3N3zw/s72-c/DSC_0206.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1571108866300139513</id><published>2010-06-02T16:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:53:47.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to stay motivated....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAbEzF9YJ-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/2X3fYVtVMLY/s1600/boil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478282378794772450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAbEzF9YJ-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/2X3fYVtVMLY/s320/boil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is easier said than done. I love my new found exercise routine but I'm getting burned out in the food department. Now that I'm on the move constantly, walking 4 miles every other day, gardening non-stop, and sweating to Wii Cardio I am much hungrier. I want to eat every 2 hours. Problem is planning my meals ahead of time. This week I have skipped breakfast, which is bad, eaten a healthy lunch, but had something I probably shouldn't for dinner. I love fruits and veggies but I dont' always have time to prepare them. I wonder if any of my other Green Team members are running into the same problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's food craving...a low country seafood boil. Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1571108866300139513?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1571108866300139513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1571108866300139513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1571108866300139513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1571108866300139513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/trying-to-stay-motivated.html' title='Trying to stay motivated....'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAbEzF9YJ-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/2X3fYVtVMLY/s72-c/boil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8173582521672760722</id><published>2010-06-01T21:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T16:59:19.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza! Pizza!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAbGIcpjgjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XEGg20wDVv8/s1600/veggieLovers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 75px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478283845174526514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAbGIcpjgjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XEGg20wDVv8/s320/veggieLovers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So tonight I was soooo hungry I scarfed down 3 pieces of pizza! I am hoping the 4 miles I walked this morning will counteract the calories. :) My legs are getting so tight I can't hardly move. I've learned that on days I skip exercising I feel gross. I really like the burn and sweat of hitting the track or doing cardio. I can tell it in the inches I've lost, not necessarily in the pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a sad day for our family as we buried Aunt Alta. She looked very pretty in her pink suit. Pink was her favorite color. Her nails were painted a light pastel shade and she was wearing her wedding band. She suffered so much with her illness that it was good to see her out of pain. She was such a dear sweet woman. Our family will miss her so much but know she is enjoying her home in Heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm babysitting the "Parker Griffith for Congress" campaign. From the numbers coming in, looks like the incumbent has been defeated. I did not vote in today's primary. I didn't have time and wasn't sure who I wanted to vote for. Having the freedom to vote is a wonderful thing and I strong recommend exercising your right but sometimes its tough to choose the right person to hold office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A landmark vote went down in my hometown of Haleyville. The wet/dry referendum passed, meaning alcohol will now be sold on store shelves. I did not want to see this vote take place. Haleyville is a wonderful town that does not need the evils associated with drinking. But the voters spoke and apparently that is what they wanted. I never thought I would live to see this happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday is hump day then I'm off 2 days. I've got plans to go home and enjoy some time with my family. I need a break from everything that's been going on lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Team...hope you are having a great week. Keep up the momentum. Let's show em what we are made of!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8173582521672760722?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8173582521672760722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8173582521672760722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8173582521672760722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8173582521672760722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/06/pizza-pizza.html' title='Pizza! Pizza!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAbGIcpjgjI/AAAAAAAAAOE/XEGg20wDVv8/s72-c/veggieLovers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2913939539840802694</id><published>2010-05-31T13:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T14:14:04.585-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing of a great lady...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAP7Iwg5Z1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/xfojuPl0kYI/s1600/cross.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477497699693061970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAP7Iwg5Z1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/xfojuPl0kYI/s320/cross.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Early Sunday morning we lost my sweet Aunt Alta to congestive heart failure. She had been sick for some time. Even though we expected it, death is never easy on those left behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her illness was terrible. She suffered so much before she left this Earth. I have no doubt she is out of pain now and happily reunited with the love of her life, Bill Roberts, who passed away last year. They were married 60+ years. I can just hear her bossing him around right now :) I am certain he's missed her dear voice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Aunt Alta was a very kind woman, yet stubborn, and perfectionisht. :) She was a faithful member of the Beltline Church of Christ, a dedicated student of God's word, and a believer in people. She helped "counsel" those who fell into troubled times. She opened her home to relatives and friends who needed a place to stay. She was a friend and a good influence to so many people. She would go out of her way to make a stranger feel welcome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her home was beautiful, spot on clean, and always ready for company. Friends and family could drop by unexpectedly and she would gladly welcome them in and offer a slice (or 2) of chocolate cake or some other sweet goody. Don't think you would eat a bite and leave. She could draw you in to her conversation and make even the worst day brighter with her laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Alta could make you laugh, make you cry, and embarass you all at the same time. She loved to gossip and always told me that would be the one flaw on her record that would keep her out of the pearly gates. I think it was the one and only curse word I've ever heard her use on a regular basis. That word was sh*t. She was selective in its use and often kept it in the kitchen. She told me one day she had scaled back on using it because she didn't think it was very lady like ha/ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aunt Alta will be missed by so many, perhaps most by those who loved her so much. Who could forget her sense of style and her big heart. The stories she would tell of growing up, getting married young, and raising 2 children. I will remember most the church pew where she and Uncle Bill sat for so many years. It will always be special. So will, the black wrap she gave me for my birthday and the sweet card that now holds many sweet memories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sad at her departing this life but joyful in her strong love for God and his church. I have no doubt she is in Heaven...where there are no tears, no pain, no saddness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her funeral is set for Tuesday afternoon. Our family will say goodbye...for now. We will see you again someday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you and miss you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2913939539840802694?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2913939539840802694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2913939539840802694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2913939539840802694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2913939539840802694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/passing-of-great-lady.html' title='Passing of a great lady...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAP7Iwg5Z1I/AAAAAAAAAN0/xfojuPl0kYI/s72-c/cross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5302257622678468216</id><published>2010-05-30T20:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:08:32.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A long, sweaty, stinky weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAML_WBk0rI/AAAAAAAAANs/dj-NlsjNYvw/s1600/tape+measure.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477234754684506802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAML_WBk0rI/AAAAAAAAANs/dj-NlsjNYvw/s320/tape+measure.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, I got up early and hit the walking trail off Pulaski Pike. I wanted to get a long walk in before the weather turned HOT! I strapped on my new Nike's and headed out. I walked 4 intense miles. I was drenched in sweat when I finished but my energy was pumping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After my walk I drove to the co-op for cow manure to spread on my garden. I got 3-50 pound bags and spread it on my vegetable plants and flowers. That should help fertilize it and give it a growing boost. All that bending over, squatting and digging sure left me sore. Good workout for me and my garden :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I'm feeling the effects of overdoing it. I took it easy with my workout doing 30 minutes of stretching with the medicine ball. I also had to finish this week's challenge which is 200 pushups. I do those using the bathroom counter. Helps keep the impact low. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the good news on this post is I've lost 2 inches from my hips and waist. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am slowly working my way to becoming WAFF's Biggest Loser :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Green Team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5302257622678468216?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5302257622678468216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5302257622678468216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5302257622678468216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5302257622678468216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/long-sweaty-stinky-weekend.html' title='A long, sweaty, stinky weekend'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/TAML_WBk0rI/AAAAAAAAANs/dj-NlsjNYvw/s72-c/tape+measure.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7255226899083980120</id><published>2010-05-28T11:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:04:28.921-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooooey, goooey good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S__bDp8xJlI/AAAAAAAAANk/CqMhYb5nYo4/s1600/stuffed+potatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 215px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476336527752635986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S__bDp8xJlI/AAAAAAAAANk/CqMhYb5nYo4/s320/stuffed+potatoes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also craving a stuffed potato from Big Bob Gibson's in Decatur. I love the steamy hot potato loaded with smoked chicken, cheese, sour cream, and chives topped off with a good drizzle of white sauce. Ohhh so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Food craving you can't make me cheat! I will not give in to your luscious temptations. I will replace you with a sensible healthy meal. I will dream of you and think of you fondly though. I will not be defeated!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7255226899083980120?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7255226899083980120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7255226899083980120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7255226899083980120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7255226899083980120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/ooooey-goooey-good.html' title='Ooooey, goooey good'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S__bDp8xJlI/AAAAAAAAANk/CqMhYb5nYo4/s72-c/stuffed+potatoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7720923404926107498</id><published>2010-05-28T10:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:00:12.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DQ or bust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S__aVQQXRkI/AAAAAAAAANc/bnrYIT43kzQ/s1600/blizzard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 119px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476335730581521986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S__aVQQXRkI/AAAAAAAAANc/bnrYIT43kzQ/s320/blizzard.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I've started Biggest Loser my food cravings have simmered down somewhat. Now and then I get hungry for a treat. Today is that day. On blazing hot summer days I love ice cream but with blood sugar problems diving into a DQ Blizzard isn't something I can freely do. Last year, DQ came out with a Girl Scout Thin Mint Blizzard TO DIE FOR!! I had one and only one and let me tell you it was lip smackin good! I've been trying to adopt a sugar free version to make over the Fourth of July. I will let you know how it turns out and possibly post a recipe if it is yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to you DQ for such an ingenious idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7720923404926107498?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7720923404926107498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7720923404926107498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7720923404926107498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7720923404926107498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/dq-or-bust.html' title='DQ or bust'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S__aVQQXRkI/AAAAAAAAANc/bnrYIT43kzQ/s72-c/blizzard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5555457259917561310</id><published>2010-05-27T16:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T17:10:45.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Room to wiggle...</title><content type='html'>Today I am wearing a suit jacket that weeks ago had to be unbuttoned on the bottom just so I could breath. Not today, I can sit comfortably. My jacket fits lose on me. I am very proud of the way my clothes are beginning to fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I did 1 hour of cardio. I did about 30 minutes of fast dance and boxing!! To finish, I ran track and I did kick ups. Those are hard but you can feel the burn in your thigh muscles. This week's challenge has a military theme, I suppose in honor of Memorial Day. We have to do 200 push ups before Sunday and run. I've got to buy new tennis shoes before I hit the track. I will try to do that after work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, my sweet Aunt Alta is dying. Hospice told the family if anyone wanted to see her they should do so today. She is such a beautiful, kind, christian woman. She and my Uncle Bill, who passed away last year, were married some 60 years. She is so talented. She keeps a beautiful, well decorated, clean home, she can cook like a trained chef and she loves to gossip ha/ha I love her very much and as hard as it is to see her so sick, you know there is a better place to call home than this one here on Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5555457259917561310?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5555457259917561310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5555457259917561310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5555457259917561310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5555457259917561310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/room-to-wiggle.html' title='Room to wiggle...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5003718803708369019</id><published>2010-05-24T16:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T18:32:44.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Climb Every Mountain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_r-f7Ff87I/AAAAAAAAANU/pCQ-Ahi2jUc/s1600/mountain-618.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474968121412416434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_r-f7Ff87I/AAAAAAAAANU/pCQ-Ahi2jUc/s320/mountain-618.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm no Julie Andrews but Saturday I felt the hills were very much alive...with anything but the sound of music! More like screams of fear and gasps of total exhaustion :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started our 6 mile hike at 8:00 Saturday morning. The weather was cool and foggy. It had rained the night before so everything was soaked--making the ground very muddy and slippery. At first, things went smoothly. A few jagged rocks and downed trees but nothing too bad. Then, things started to go down hill...literally. I was like a cat dodging rocking chairs. I was jumping from one slick rock to another, turning my ankle over a dozen times, falling into the mud, sitting on my rear end and scooting down wet rocks, grabbing trees, twigs anything along the way to hold my balance. At one point, I thought I might crack my head open or fall off the side of the cliff. I had HEMSI Search and Rescue programmed into speed dial just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then things started to flatten out. For about a mile or so I was convinced I was going to be ok. Then the terrain changed, and we started our climb. At this point, I was pouring sweat out of my body. My hair, my clothes, my shoes were soaked. I pressed on, trying to prepare myself for what was ahead. The last thing I remember was passing one of my team members to get a move on climbing that never ending mountain, I now lovingly refer to as "heart attack hill.". I was so out of breath, my heart was racing, my vision became blurred and I swear I was talking out of my head. I stopped for a moment and had to mentally bring myself back to life. I was like the little engine that could...only I couldn't. I finally collected myself enough to slowly push my way through the pain, sweat and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 intense hours of pounding the ground, sucking down every once of water I could find in my back pack, the journey was over. Finally back to civilization. I can't believe I did it! I hiked 6+ miles and I didn't die!!! I quickly texted Lane and told him I made it. I called my parents to tell them I was alive. Nobody could believe that I had it in me...and neither did I!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got to the car I felt instant pain....and relief to be sitting down. I got home, and just sat in my car wondering if I would have to crawl to my front door or muster the energy to walk. I took off my shoes, which at this point weighed about 40 pounds each. I drug myself to the shower and felt my muscles turn to Jello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some aches and pains over the weekend I will say the hurt was worth it. I LOST 4 POUNDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green Team made a great showing Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Plans are to do a second hike in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;EG won't be attending. I've learned I have no skills and it was purely luck I didn't kill myslef :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5003718803708369019?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5003718803708369019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5003718803708369019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5003718803708369019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5003718803708369019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/climb-every-mountain.html' title='Climb Every Mountain...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_r-f7Ff87I/AAAAAAAAANU/pCQ-Ahi2jUc/s72-c/mountain-618.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8847369107457138592</id><published>2010-05-21T23:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T23:49:17.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a hike, losers!</title><content type='html'>ok so I still that title from my boss. I thought it was catchy though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be in the bed resting up before tomorrow morning's traumatic 6 mile hike across Monte Sano. Instead, I'm sitting at my computer trying to catch up on blogging. Our hike is part of the Biggest Loser program myself and several other co-workers are participating in. I've got my cold water, Gatorade, fruit and snack bar ready. I've also downloaded some fresh music to my MP3 player. I'll probably die doing this but I'm not going down without a fight...or at least an attempt at one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wii cardio is rocking fun! I've had the best time learning to do some of the exercises. The only ones I don't like are the squats and lunges. That's just because my hip injury from my car wreck won't let me flex the way I need to. I digress. The dance and boxing are my favorite. I could do that for hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the Green Team! Hoping for a great hike and no fatalities :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8847369107457138592?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8847369107457138592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8847369107457138592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8847369107457138592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8847369107457138592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/take-hike-losers.html' title='Take a hike, losers!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3847978211449386086</id><published>2010-05-19T13:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:12:52.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Be a Pepper Drink Dr. Pepper (Diet that is)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_Qb79unB4I/AAAAAAAAANM/EjllfYjBSFY/s1600/diet+dr.+pepper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 92px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473030164158285698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_Qb79unB4I/AAAAAAAAANM/EjllfYjBSFY/s320/diet+dr.+pepper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the one thing, among many, that I have done away with for Biggest Loser is carbonated beverages. Today, though, I needed a caffiene boost to help shake the blah's. You can only drink so much water a day. I snuck a Diet Dr. Pepper from the vending machine at work (which is off limits to Green Team). I've taken a couple of sips out of it and I already feel a little better. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to you Diet Dr. Pepper for helping me get through the hump day blues. You've perked me up a little and for that I say thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's meal plan...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Breakfast:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 ounce Slim Fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;egg salad on whole grain tortilla&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;baked Cheetos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup of sugar free chocolate pudding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 slices of watermelon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/2 cup cottage cheese with blueberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TBA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go Green Team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3847978211449386086?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3847978211449386086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3847978211449386086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3847978211449386086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3847978211449386086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/be-pepper-drink-dr-pepper-diet-that-is.html' title='Be a Pepper Drink Dr. Pepper (Diet that is)'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_Qb79unB4I/AAAAAAAAANM/EjllfYjBSFY/s72-c/diet+dr.+pepper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8666433007939671989</id><published>2010-05-18T14:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T14:12:15.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the burn baby!</title><content type='html'>The Wii Cardio is kicking my behind...literally!! Last night was my second 30 minute work out and let me tell you I'm feeling the burn. I ran track, walked, did low leg kicks, high leg kicks, squats, arm work outs with the rubber band, lunges. Total I burned 146 calories in 24 minutes. By the end I didn't have a dry thread on me and my knees were weak. Before that I played about 20 minutes worth of tennis and baseball to warm up. I can already feel a little tightness in my shoulders. :) That is a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for diet, keeping to a 20 point Weight Watcher diet. No major cravings and no desire to stray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press on Green Team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8666433007939671989?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8666433007939671989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8666433007939671989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8666433007939671989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8666433007939671989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/feel-burn-baby.html' title='Feel the burn baby!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3834475766804441124</id><published>2010-05-17T16:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T16:37:06.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Edible Arrangement...EG style</title><content type='html'>You've probably heard of the company "Edible Arrangements." They make "flowers" out of fruit. Let me say, they are expensive! The cheapest order starts around $60.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nice, Mary Beth, wanted her Aunt Cizzy to buy her strawberries for her birthday. Its a tradition just between us gals. This year, I decided to put some creativity into it. I bought a flower pot, a piece of foam, some wooden skewers, chocolate, strawberries, and grapes. I filled the pot with fruit and that little girl LOVED it!! Plus, it didn't break the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you don't want to work overtime to pay for hand dipped fruit, get creative and do it yourself! Its fun and the effort means much more than the gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_GonEWPtNI/AAAAAAAAANE/TigBGGCdqus/s1600/edible.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472340411367273682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_GonEWPtNI/AAAAAAAAANE/TigBGGCdqus/s320/edible.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3834475766804441124?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3834475766804441124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3834475766804441124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3834475766804441124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3834475766804441124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/edible-arrangementeg-style.html' title='Edible Arrangement...EG style'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S_GonEWPtNI/AAAAAAAAANE/TigBGGCdqus/s72-c/edible.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5156155086496169185</id><published>2010-05-17T00:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T00:07:21.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii came...Wii conquered...Wii about died</title><content type='html'>I guess you can tell from the title of this post I hooked up the Wii this weekend. Who would have thought a gaming device could cause so much pain, sweat and heart palpitations. Wheeew! You know you are out of shape when the gaming console realizes you are trying to cheat because you can't catch your breath. I am proud that I made it 21 minutes doing straight up cardio. I walked, I ran track, boxed, did squats, lunges and in-line skating, along with a few other sorted torture methods. To warm up I played a few rounds of boxing and even baseball. My shoulder feels like I should be a pitcher on the Brave's Baseball Team. I will admit I LOVE my Wii!!! Its a great way to get fit without leaving the comfort of an airconditioned room. I signed up for the Wii 30 day challenge. If I don't die first, I hope to see some major results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of self-inflicted death, several co-workers, along with Green Team members are going for a hike on Saturday. Not just a little stroll through the woods mind you but a 6 mile trek up Monte Sano. My suggestion is to have an ambulance waiting so when I roll down the hill at the end, they can just scoop up my lifeless, limp, body, hook me to oxygen and start the reviving process. Been a LONG time since I've hiked up anything :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press onward...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5156155086496169185?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5156155086496169185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5156155086496169185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5156155086496169185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5156155086496169185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/wii-camewii-conqueredwii-about-died.html' title='Wii came...Wii conquered...Wii about died'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-557770261533051452</id><published>2010-05-14T16:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T16:33:50.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking up is hard to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2zniNv2qI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zvKkDKGwlak/s1600/shoes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471226614105758370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2zniNv2qI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zvKkDKGwlak/s320/shoes.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I finally did it. I threw away my favorite pair of high heeled shoes. I had a blow out at the courthouse this morning and the entire left side of my foot was hanging out. I managed to hide my emabarrasment in the most uncomfortable way. Grandmother says you should never let em see you sweat! As soon as we got back to the station, I threw away my beloved open toes. Thankfully I carry spares in the trunk of my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye heels. You've killed by feet for the last few weeks but I remember when you were young how much enjoyment I got from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-557770261533051452?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/557770261533051452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=557770261533051452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/557770261533051452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/557770261533051452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/breaking-up-is-hard-to-do.html' title='Breaking up is hard to do...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2zniNv2qI/AAAAAAAAAM8/zvKkDKGwlak/s72-c/shoes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4439738142017874439</id><published>2010-05-14T16:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T16:25:09.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let's Get Physical."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2xc8viCwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zJv3s8cPkvo/s1600/cardio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471224233224964866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2xc8viCwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zJv3s8cPkvo/s320/cardio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2xlE-ZDOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kRORtz6p4RA/s1600/will.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2xlE-ZDOI/AAAAAAAAAM0/kRORtz6p4RA/s320/will.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471224372873727202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's just what I plan to do....as soon as I get my new Wii hooked up. I bought the gaming system on Amazon.com, free one-day shipping later, I just have to get it set up. Yes, its still sitting in the box in the middle of my floor but I digress. I also bought the new cardio workout to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results and reviews coming soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4439738142017874439?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4439738142017874439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4439738142017874439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4439738142017874439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4439738142017874439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-get-physical.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s Get Physical.&quot;'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-2xc8viCwI/AAAAAAAAAMs/zJv3s8cPkvo/s72-c/cardio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5815926408105614282</id><published>2010-05-14T11:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:09:48.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It Ain't Easy Being Green....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-1v-cNpKYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1q8FN0ipQIg/s1600/dream+land.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-1v-cNpKYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1q8FN0ipQIg/s320/dream+land.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471152240841009538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-1wNX0eH1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/sv1xrZHFQMI/s1600/mac+and+cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-1wNX0eH1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/sv1xrZHFQMI/s320/mac+and+cheese.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471152497359724370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit dieting is not an easy thing. I wish I was one of those skinny girls you love to hate but alas I'm built like my sweet maw maw. You know...small up top with hips wide enough to accomodate 3. And even though I cannot be broken mentally to cheat on my Biggest Loser diet plan, that doesn't mean I don't have moments of total temptation. In fact, today is what I lovingly refer to as my "struggle" day. When I look at my ham sandwich, bag of baked chips and cup of applesauce all I can dream of is Dream Land ribs, sauce, white bread, a bubbly fountain Coke, and a bowl of macaroni and cheese that you could die trying to eat your way back out of. Still, the goal is worth keeping focused on. I am competitive as a race horse but for me its not just about winning its about seeing something through to the end. When I reach my goal weight, Lane said he would buy me a new pair of jeans. Not just any pair of jeans but a pair that FITS like they should. Not ones too big in the waist, or tiht through the hips and legs. I want a pair that says "now that is one smokin hot woman." My mom said she would buy me a new suit. Its all worth it...even when the battle gets to be more than you can take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go green team!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5815926408105614282?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5815926408105614282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5815926408105614282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5815926408105614282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5815926408105614282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-aint-easy-being-green.html' title='It Ain&apos;t Easy Being Green....'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-1v-cNpKYI/AAAAAAAAAMc/1q8FN0ipQIg/s72-c/dream+land.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3218764663747820579</id><published>2010-05-13T17:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:23:09.490-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost Busters!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-xs8fmoXqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rD-zqh53JKE/s1600/Dan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470867433879789218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-xs8fmoXqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rD-zqh53JKE/s320/Dan.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I got to meet "king of the screen" Dan Aykroyd. He was signing autographs at a stop off Gate 8 at Redstone Arsenal. He was in town to give a $5,000 donation to the Wounded Warriors fund. He's a really cool guy, personable enough. Was very gracious to our military and seemed as though he enjoyed his time in Huntsville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to interview him one-on-one and he shook my hand. Mr. Aykroyd, it was a pleasure meeting you. I loved you in Tommy Boy and Trading places!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3218764663747820579?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3218764663747820579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3218764663747820579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3218764663747820579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3218764663747820579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/ghost-busters.html' title='Ghost Busters!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/S-xs8fmoXqI/AAAAAAAAAMU/rD-zqh53JKE/s72-c/Dan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7577731375433358377</id><published>2010-05-13T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:11:11.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Loser!</title><content type='html'>And it feels GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've joined the Biggest Loser weight loss competition with co-workers at my station. Its a heated, dirty battle to see which team can lose the most weight. I've got an awesome team captain (and I'm not just saying that because she is my GM). She's very motivational and it doesn't hurt that she leaves little bags of snacks on your desk. She's banned all vending machines for "Team Green" which should help keep us on track. The competition started Monday and goes through August 9th. I will continue to blog my progress as I strive to lose some 40 pounds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Green Team!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7577731375433358377?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7577731375433358377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7577731375433358377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7577731375433358377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7577731375433358377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-loser.html' title='I&apos;m a Loser!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5737333006484844930</id><published>2010-05-13T17:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T17:04:15.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming back to life...</title><content type='html'>So the ole blog has been out of operation for quiet sometime. My brother reminded me that it needed some attention. Problem was I couldn't remember my username/password. So I had to try everyone of my old login's and finally...I'm back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everyone...Welcome BACK to my World!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5737333006484844930?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5737333006484844930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5737333006484844930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5737333006484844930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5737333006484844930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2010/05/coming-back-to-life.html' title='Coming back to life...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6708197538773127599</id><published>2009-06-15T17:14:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:30:06.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trip pictures!!</title><content type='html'>My sweet little mother FINALLY figured out a way to send our vacation pictures! Hope you enjoy the beautiful scenery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SjbK5tFpQhI/AAAAAAAAAME/iOgMpc95Ou0/s1600-h/Mackinaw+City+Bridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347684700253667858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SjbK5tFpQhI/AAAAAAAAAME/iOgMpc95Ou0/s320/Mackinaw+City+Bridge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SjbK5Q-KgfI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RRfsKQM2uw8/s1600-h/EG+Mac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347684692706099698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SjbK5Q-KgfI/AAAAAAAAAL8/RRfsKQM2uw8/s320/EG+Mac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SjbK5CgM-BI/AAAAAAAAAL0/-jVApeoTlz8/s1600-h/Bronner"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347684688822335506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SjbK5CgM-BI/AAAAAAAAAL0/-jVApeoTlz8/s320/Bronner%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6epfDQYI/AAAAAAAAALE/2HfLMiJ87d4/s1600-h/Mac+Island+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347666643243975042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6epfDQYI/AAAAAAAAALE/2HfLMiJ87d4/s320/Mac+Island+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6ecWOW0I/AAAAAAAAAK8/42fGeVLSuC4/s1600-h/lighthouse+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347666639717292866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6ecWOW0I/AAAAAAAAAK8/42fGeVLSuC4/s320/lighthouse+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6eOMq_AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wVwTBjQPuPU/s1600-h/horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347666635919129602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6eOMq_AI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wVwTBjQPuPU/s320/horses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6ePJnLrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hBXmzfGK2h4/s1600-h/Fort+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347666636174732978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6ePJnLrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/hBXmzfGK2h4/s320/Fort+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6d9RyGiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/z8oAY4JZ_j0/s1600-h/Fort+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347666631377164834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja6d9RyGiI/AAAAAAAAAKk/z8oAY4JZ_j0/s320/Fort+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7fcOZVjI/AAAAAAAAALs/EWaHVsYzKOM/s1600-h/Mac+Island+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347667756375954994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7fcOZVjI/AAAAAAAAALs/EWaHVsYzKOM/s320/Mac+Island+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7fTiRMyI/AAAAAAAAALk/w1FFSEHy6Vw/s1600-h/Locks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347667754043388706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7fTiRMyI/AAAAAAAAALk/w1FFSEHy6Vw/s320/Locks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7fC7cmrI/AAAAAAAAALc/vQdvJnCbQN0/s1600-h/Grand+Hotel+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347667749585590962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7fC7cmrI/AAAAAAAAALc/vQdvJnCbQN0/s320/Grand+Hotel+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7e0nLEWI/AAAAAAAAALU/s98cqKNCYpQ/s1600-h/Grand+Hotel+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347667745742459234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7e0nLEWI/AAAAAAAAALU/s98cqKNCYpQ/s320/Grand+Hotel+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7elNwxhI/AAAAAAAAALM/e7NRF-HPaeE/s1600-h/Grand+Hotel+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347667741609346578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Sja7elNwxhI/AAAAAAAAALM/e7NRF-HPaeE/s320/Grand+Hotel+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6708197538773127599?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6708197538773127599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6708197538773127599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6708197538773127599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6708197538773127599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/road-trip-pictures.html' title='Road trip pictures!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SjbK5tFpQhI/AAAAAAAAAME/iOgMpc95Ou0/s72-c/Mackinaw+City+Bridge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2349526053383590974</id><published>2009-06-08T18:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:32:29.957-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bronners, turkey sandwich, and the longest trip south!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2QfKpcOqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/o3vNwQnHNUc/s1600-h/bronners_2057_9522476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2QfKpcOqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/o3vNwQnHNUc/s320/bronners_2057_9522476.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345087197867162274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning, we got up, packed our bags and left Mackinac City headed south to Cincinatti. First, we stopped by Bronner's Christmas Store. Bronner's was founded in 1945 by Wally Bronner. When Wally painted his first sign over 50 years ago, little did he dream that his small business would one day become the world's largest Christmas store visited by millions of people. Open 361 days of the year, Bronner's features over 50,000 trims and gifts, including Christmas ornaments, artificial Christmas trees, Christmas lights, Nativity scenes, Christmas decorations, collectibles, and more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bronner's Silent Night Memorial Chapel is open daily for viewing and meditation. Every evening Bronner's ½-mile long Christmas Lane glistens with thousands of twinkling lights. Over two million people, including 2,000 group tours, visit Bronner's attraction annually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent about 45 minutes at Bronner's. The group decided to have lunch at a German restaurant in Downtown Frankenmuth. Mom and I split a turkey sandwich. It was good! After lunch we boarded the bus and headed south. Little did we know we were in for the ride of our lives!!! Our driver took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up in Detroit, Michigan. After circling the same church about 3 times we finally realized he must be lost. Like most men he just kept driving the wrong direction until finally stopping at a BP to ask for directions. He turned the bus around and finally got us back on the road headed south. After one more wrong turn along the way we finally got back to our hotel in Cincy around 11. Ahhhhh that soft plush bed and glorious shower!! Our dreams were only short lived. We had another 8 hour trip ahead of us to get back to Alabama. More on that disaster later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2349526053383590974?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2349526053383590974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2349526053383590974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2349526053383590974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2349526053383590974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/bronners-turkey-sandwich-and-longest.html' title='Bronners, turkey sandwich, and the longest trip south!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2QfKpcOqI/AAAAAAAAAKM/o3vNwQnHNUc/s72-c/bronners_2057_9522476.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8706237217572820313</id><published>2009-06-08T17:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:25:41.946-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A history lesson....</title><content type='html'>This is information about Mackinac Island I pulled from the internet. For those of you who have never visited, I thought you might be interested in its history. I give it 2 thumbs up and 5 stars! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2By8AEIFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JBDcZhgdHHY/s1600-h/mackinaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 47px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2By8AEIFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JBDcZhgdHHY/s320/mackinaw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345071044858486866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mackinac Island is the truly "all natural" theme park of America. Limited to transportation of horse and buggy, bicycle or foot, surrounded by water, it has escaped the vast changes of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its real Victorian image is preserved and enhanced by a small population of 500 permanent residents and scores of summer residents, maintaining bluff cottages in original state. Families, especially children, love their relatively new found "mobility", exploring the historic, natural beauty of Mackinac Island State Park, honored by National Geographic as one of the ten finest in America. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calendar of events on Mackinac Island is highlighted by the Annual Lilac Festival, climaxed with one of the largest "All Horse Hitch" parades known. The American Bus Association has designated Mackinac Island's Lilac Festival as one of the nation's top 100 tourist attractions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The residents are warm and friendly, even during the Island's brief but unique winter holiday and cross-country season. Prices are best in winter, spring, and fall, of course, but the enjoyment level never fails to put new perspective into the concept of relaxation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you step off of the Island Ferry Dock, you will be in a living Victorian village. Please cross streets on straight angles rather than diagonally and be aware of horses, bikes and people stepping off of carriages, enjoy the downtown hustle and bustle of the early 1800s but don't miss the beauty of the Island's interior and peaceful lakefront perimeter path. Once you've visited our beautiful Island, you will find that it is your Island, too. We look forward to your return many times in the future. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summers are moderate, with cool mornings and warmer afternoons. Islanders suggest dressing in layers, shedding sweaters, etc, as the day progresses putting them on again in the cool of the evening. Winters are interestingly cold and by February, the Straits freeze and Lake Huron is covered with ice. Average temperatures: May 50-degree, June 64-degree, July 70-degree, August 71-degree, September 63-degree, October 50-degree. Winter holidays and cross-country skiing season, mid-December through March.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8706237217572820313?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8706237217572820313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8706237217572820313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8706237217572820313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8706237217572820313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/history-lesson.html' title='A history lesson....'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2By8AEIFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/JBDcZhgdHHY/s72-c/mackinaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6429544598229198321</id><published>2009-06-04T20:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:28:00.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grand View vs The Grand Hotel</title><content type='html'>Wow! That's the best way to describe what mom and I experienced today. Our bus left Mackinaw City early this morning. We took a huge boat over to Mackinaw Island. We got off the boat and lined up for a horse drawn carriage tour. Motor vehicles are not allowed on the island so the only way to get around is --of course, by horse, foot or bicycle. The tour takes about 2 hours. The scenery is like taking a step back into the 50's. Everywhere you look there are beautiful fragrant flowers, white picket fences, quaint shops and pastel colored Victorian style buildings and homes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si1_VAPyhEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MgjDIbH_bLE/s1600-h/grand+1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 249px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si1_VAPyhEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MgjDIbH_bLE/s320/grand+1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345068331578852418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We toured Mackinaw Islands Grand Hotel - and let me tell you it is every square inch the most gorgeous hotel I have ever seen!!! Ornate decorations, expensive art work, historical paintings, massive rooms decorated in elaborate wallpaper. Guests are literally given the red carpet treatment --and they pay dearly for it. A standard room is $300.00. If you want a suite, get ready to shell out $2,500 dollars a night!! Guests and their luggage are picked up in glassed enclosed carriages and driven by matching horses to the hotel. They are greated by red carpet, a huge widning front porch and the most beautiful scenery anywhere! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at a place called Grand View. It was the ghetto version of anything I've stayed at in a long time! The rooms were nothing special but we did have double beds, a shower, television and refrigerator :) The best part of the hotel was the fact we were only a few feet from Lake Huron. What a gorgeous view! The water's around Michigan are blue and so clear you can see to the bottom! I wouldn't trade my time at Grand View for a night at The Grand (unless somebody else was paying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on...Lunch at The Grand is buffet style and will cost you $50 a pop. Dinner is black tie/cocktail dress at a cost of $80. Mom and I just couldn't see spending good money on lunch but a few of the people on our bus did eat at The Grand and said the food was really good!! Mom and I and 2 ladies who sat near us on the bus had lunch at The Village Inn. We split a plate of chicken alfredo. Mmmmmm it was really good! Then it was time to burn off some calories with a long walk to every shop on the island. What a beautiful day and wonderful experience! Worth every dime!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed to blog yesterday. Its difficult to do on an IPhone. Here's a brief synopsis...we visited the Soo Locks. The locks are 50 miles north of Mackinaw City. The Locks is the largest waterway traffic system on earth. We actually went through the locks which was an experience. Our boat ride was raised twenty-one feet, straight up to the level of Lake Superior. Our last stop was at a casino (can't think of the name). Some gambled others held on to their $10 haha. What did mom and I do? Well let's just say I had $10.00 extra dollars to spend the next day and mom bought her little grandson a stuffed puppy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we head south...stopping at Bronner's the worlds largest Christmas store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for more adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6429544598229198321?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6429544598229198321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6429544598229198321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6429544598229198321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6429544598229198321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/grand-view-vs-grand-hotel.html' title='Grand View vs The Grand Hotel'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si1_VAPyhEI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/MgjDIbH_bLE/s72-c/grand+1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1825121652177132005</id><published>2009-06-02T20:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:24:02.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you dont want to be mistaken for a tourist...</title><content type='html'>Our day started with breakfast at our hotel. I hate to say but northerners just don't know what a "lumberjack" breakfast consists of. We had ice cold translucent colored pancakes, a sad variety of cereal, white bread, frozen fruit and orange looking juice that was more water than anything. I digress. We ate it with little complaint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we loaded the bus and took a guided tour of Mackinaw City. We visited the Old Mackinac Point Lighthouse. The structure looks like a castle which guided ships through the Straits of Mackinac from 1892 to 1957. Mom went all the way to the top of the lighthouse. I only made it to  the top of the stairs. I have a severe fear of heights!! The lighthouse is just a few hundred feet east of the Macinaw Bridge that stretches over Lake Huron. It's 5 miles long and on Labor Day the city shuts down so some 60,000 people can walk across the bridge. Its an annual tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our next stop was at Mackinaw Crossing. We ate lunch at a real life saloon. Mom and I had a perch sandwich and homemade chips. After that we went shopping. We bought sweatshirts and sugar free fudge haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2PNfG_l6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/PdZM2sQfw5s/s1600-h/colonial-michilimackinac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2PNfG_l6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/PdZM2sQfw5s/s320/colonial-michilimackinac.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345085794610550690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Then it was off to Fort Mackinac. The fort was built by the British military during the American Revolution. Fort Mackinac is a historic landmark with 14 original buildings sitting on a 150 foot limestone bluff overlooking the village of Mackinac Island and Lakes Huron and Michigan. We experienced the sights and sounds of American military in the 1880's as costumed interpretors performed music, rifle and cannon firings and dramatic re-enactments of historic events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop of the night was dinner at 'The Birches.' it was ok but the cook needed a few classes in southern cooking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michigan is rich in history and seasonal culture. This year Mackinaw saw 160 inches of snow!! During the off season only Burger King and an IGE grocery store remain open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow should be another eventful day!!&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1825121652177132005?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1825121652177132005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1825121652177132005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1825121652177132005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1825121652177132005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-you-dont-want-to-be-mistaken-for.html' title='If you dont want to be mistaken for a tourist...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2PNfG_l6I/AAAAAAAAAKE/PdZM2sQfw5s/s72-c/colonial-michilimackinac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7354585936643107430</id><published>2009-06-01T21:55:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:36:43.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>North bound and down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2SYtIaSvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/o8vlV1krBlA/s1600-h/Klinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2SYtIaSvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/o8vlV1krBlA/s320/Klinger.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345089285888035570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its day 2 of our trip north. This morning we ate breakfast (cold pancakes and warm milk) at our hotel, loaded up and headed out of Cincinnati. We stopped for lunch at Wendys in Toledo -home to Corporal Max Q. Klinger from the tv series MASH. After lunch we loaded the bus. I pulled out my portable DVD player and watched "Sweet Home Alabama" to help pass time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent mentioned our bus driver yet. I think he learned to drive watching "Smokey And The Bandit." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2SY0cHjxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yAVmxge_ubE/s1600-h/smokey+and+the+bandit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 90px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2SY0cHjxI/AAAAAAAAAKc/yAVmxge_ubE/s320/smokey+and+the+bandit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345089287849742098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bus was pulled over by the highway patrol just outside Gaylord, Michigan. Our bus driver was eating asphalt!! He got a warning ticket for going 84 in a 70!!!! Im sure the trooper felt sorry for him and realized he was driving a bus load of weakened bladdered Miss Daisies :) haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner at Bob Evans Restaurant in Gaylord. Its really a yankee version of &lt;br /&gt;Cracker Barrel. I had a salad with ranch and steak tips and noodles from the "55 and older menu." It was pretty good but I like my recipe much better. After dinner we drove about an hour to our hotel. We are staying just a few feet from Lake Huron. Its not at all 5 stars but its comfy and the scenery is gorgeous! How many times in my life will I ever be able to say I touched the waters of Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenry up north is very different from Alabama. The land is flat, there are no brick buildings or brick homes. The people do not have central heat and air. However, the pine trees are gorgeous!!! They have beautiful spruce and fur trees. The food is typical northern food. No sweet tea, grits, biscuits or cornbread. Fried chicken is reay baked with a bread crumb topping and there seems to be a huge lack of fruit. Makes you miss the luxuries of the south- like heat and humidity!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow us a busy day! More later but want to leave skme assorted and random conversations i heard on the bus today! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between 2 women near the middle isle "Is your husband dead? Not yet"&lt;br /&gt;The woman sitting next to me talking to my mother about her son's business "I think he used to buy drugs from my son." Turns out her son is a pharmacist.&lt;br /&gt;The same woman as we are driving to our hotel. "Lord I see the Atlantic Ocean." Keep in mind we are in Michigan. It was the Great Lakes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7354585936643107430?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7354585936643107430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7354585936643107430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7354585936643107430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7354585936643107430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/06/north-bound-and-down.html' title='North bound and down...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/Si2SYtIaSvI/AAAAAAAAAKU/o8vlV1krBlA/s72-c/Klinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5691294622168233810</id><published>2009-05-31T21:16:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:18:14.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink socks and Bingo</title><content type='html'>Our day started early. Mom and I were up and gone by 6:45 am. Several of the people on the trip met at church this morning for a short devotional and communion. Then it was off to Traders and Farmers Bank parking lot where we loaded on to our tour bus to meet with other members of our group. We made a second stop in Double Springs and Addison to pick up the rest of our group. After a a winding trip through the backroads of Winston County (can we say car sick?) we finally hit the interstate in Cullman headed north. Our tour guides gave out goody bags with numbers stapled to the bag. That number assigned is for door prizes. Im proud to say I won a pair of pink ankle socks :) Then we played a riviting game of Bingo. I won a cookie tray. Maybe my mom will win cookies to go on the tray next time we play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at McDonalds in Franklin, KY for lunch. A tour group from Chilton County was there too so you can imagine the half educated fry girl behind the counter was anything but happy to see a group of "55 and over men and women" plus a 35 year old tag along crowd through the door. After lunch we got back on the bus and drove north again on the interstate. We passed through Louisville, KY and then on to Cincinati, Ohio. We stoppd for dinner at Cracker Barrel and then settled into our hotel for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am traveling with some of the most hysterical women. They are retired, away from their husbands and looking for trouble!!! Haha Who knew a group of "prime timers" could be such a laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we drive on to Mackinaw City, Michigan. Did I mention the weather there is going to be cold!?!? We just finished winter in Alabama and here we are about to do it all again :) It should be a lot of fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5691294622168233810?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5691294622168233810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5691294622168233810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5691294622168233810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5691294622168233810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/05/pink-socks-and-bingo.html' title='Pink socks and Bingo'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-664090576313993755</id><published>2009-05-30T22:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:06:57.734-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Packed and, well, ready</title><content type='html'>I've got a suitcase stuffed full of clothes, a Nike bag full of essentials and my backpack with all my electronics to keep me busy for the start of a long week of traveling. We leave out at 7:00 tomorrow morning. I've got my Woody Woodpecker pillow and headphones ready for the longest 12 hour bus trip I have ever taken in my life!! Pray that I don't punch somebody in the mouth before the day is out or drive the person next to me crazy with my ADHD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check back in for places/times/locations!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-664090576313993755?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/664090576313993755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=664090576313993755' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/664090576313993755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/664090576313993755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/05/packed-and-well-ready.html' title='Packed and, well, ready'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1819931336539067500</id><published>2009-05-30T11:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:44:11.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation or bust!</title><content type='html'>The time is finally here. I am going on a well-deserved vacation! We all need a break from life sometimes to see new --and hopefully--exciting scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting my travels to this blog site via IPhone. Pictures will likely come later. Why am I blogging on vacation you might ask???? I'm going to have some free time on my hands as we travel so it gives me something to do rather than bother the person next to me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a safe week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1819931336539067500?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1819931336539067500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1819931336539067500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1819931336539067500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1819931336539067500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/05/vacation-or-bust.html' title='Vacation or bust!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5663259520382846921</id><published>2009-04-25T18:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T18:59:47.952-04:00</updated><title type='text'>An innocent night out turns tragic...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SfOPBa1lIbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/yTdUQn_TeTM/s1600-h/tragedy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328760038656123314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SfOPBa1lIbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/yTdUQn_TeTM/s320/tragedy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would have thought a Friday night out on the town would turn deadly? I doubt the young couple who were enjoying being together ever thought it would be their last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the drawbacks to my job is having to report on something that you yourself don't understand and find so terribly tragic that it brings tears to your eyes as you quietly cry over someone you've never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend, 2 Grissom High School teens were hit by a drunk driver and killed on Airport Road in South Huntsville. Friends of the young couple set up this moving memorial close to the crash site. They hung pictures, wrote messages, laid flowers and left momentos. 2 crosses poke up from the earth as a reminder of a loss so senseless it can hardly be described in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a stranger to these people. I did not know either one of the teens killed. As I stood at the memorial, it became obvious how popular and well-loved these 2 individuals were. Friends and complete strangers stopping by to say a quick prayer or leave something as a token of thought and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine what it must be like for this young couple's parents, grandparents, sisters, brothers, friends, etc. How terrible and lost they must feel knowing there son or daughter will never walk through the door again. They will never hug them. They will never hold hands. They will never kiss them. They will never celebrate holidays or special occassions. They will never get the chance to say I love you just one more time. How heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver who hit them survived. He is Hispanic with a previous DUI record. He's in this country illegally and was drunk, behind the wheel of a vehicle after causing an accident just a few minutes before this terrible loss.  As angry, hurt and confused as many feel one young woman, who was the cousin of the girl killed said this when I interviewed her, "...we have to find a way to forgive." I admire her for her kindness, her forgiving heart and spirit. So few could ever mumble those words after losing someone they love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to the families, friends, and loved ones of these 2 special young people whose lives were cut tragically short, may God bless you and help heal your broken hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell someone you love them....it may be your last time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5663259520382846921?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5663259520382846921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5663259520382846921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5663259520382846921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5663259520382846921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/04/innocent-night-out-turns-tragic.html' title='An innocent night out turns tragic...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SfOPBa1lIbI/AAAAAAAAAJc/yTdUQn_TeTM/s72-c/tragedy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6841872073647192806</id><published>2009-04-03T16:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:39:44.069-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weather Channel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SdZ0CNm53JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mZr5r7mpImc/s1600-h/curwx_325x220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320567591146216594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SdZ0CNm53JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mZr5r7mpImc/s320/curwx_325x220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm a huge fan of The Weather Channel!!! I can't start my day without knowing what the skies hold for me through the day. Its one thing to turn on your television and watch your favorites give weather reports, its another to actually be one of the reporters out in the field. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my photographer, Blake Mann and myself were contacted by The Weather Channel to do a live shot from Lacey's Spring in Morgan County. An E-F1 tornado blew through that area Thursday night causing significant damage. I have to admit, Blake and I ROCKED!!! The shooting was excellent and the reporting was above par ;) It was the most awesome feeling in the world to know you are live all over the country!!! Very few opportunities come along in life and when one does, its a great feeling to know you accomplished something that rewarding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit, it was a little sad that my parents and my grandmother missed the report. Maybe next time, mom! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6841872073647192806?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6841872073647192806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6841872073647192806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6841872073647192806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6841872073647192806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/04/weather-channel.html' title='The Weather Channel...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SdZ0CNm53JI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mZr5r7mpImc/s72-c/curwx_325x220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1268227899302409702</id><published>2009-03-18T18:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T18:35:03.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>John and Kate...The Big Split?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/ScF0n4xpd0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_4N54b8i7A0/s1600-h/Gosselins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314657263878240066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/ScF0n4xpd0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_4N54b8i7A0/s320/Gosselins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've admitted in the past that I enjoy reality television. I am a fan of the TLC hit "John and Kate Plus 8." It's a cute show but often it leaves me with a headache or itching to change the channel.  Kate is an obnoxious husband hater and John is a hen pecked moron scared of his own shadow. Recently, I read where the couple, who are parents of 2 sets of multiples, is heading down divorce row. Its really not a surprise. Here's what one recent blog post said, "The interactions of Jon and Kate have morphed from realistic bickering to downright mean grousing on Kate's part." Seems there's trouble in paradise. The final episode of the season is next Monday night. At which point, we'll find out the fate of this once cute family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1268227899302409702?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1268227899302409702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1268227899302409702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1268227899302409702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1268227899302409702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/03/john-and-katethe-big-split.html' title='John and Kate...The Big Split?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/ScF0n4xpd0I/AAAAAAAAAJM/_4N54b8i7A0/s72-c/Gosselins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6592529694052299820</id><published>2009-02-24T18:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T18:34:40.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And the crowd cheers with anticipation...</title><content type='html'>Ok maybe not so much. Its been WAY too long since my last post. I know that because Lane reminded me that I have neglected my fans. Honestly, I think he's the only one who reads this thing. I often think of posting but by the time I remember to do so, its time to go home. I don't want to log on to my computer then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many things to post so give me time. I promise to get er done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6592529694052299820?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6592529694052299820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6592529694052299820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6592529694052299820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6592529694052299820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-crowd-cheers-with-anticipation.html' title='And the crowd cheers with anticipation...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-589429600088081078</id><published>2008-12-16T15:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:58:54.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes Virginia it really snows in North Alabama...</title><content type='html'>Thought I would share these photos with you. It's last Thursday's snow in Haleyville. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SUgWLHCnK7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/SaegpwOLWQM/s1600-h/snow+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280494943216282546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SUgWLHCnK7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/SaegpwOLWQM/s320/snow+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SUgWK640C2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/w9WKMTRVplQ/s1600-h/snow+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280494939953957730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SUgWK640C2I/AAAAAAAAAIw/w9WKMTRVplQ/s320/snow+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SUgWKvjfDwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9xVre3zpJcs/s1600-h/snow+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280494936911712002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 224px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SUgWKvjfDwI/AAAAAAAAAIo/9xVre3zpJcs/s320/snow+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/32430881-589429600088081078?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/589429600088081078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=589429600088081078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/589429600088081078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/589429600088081078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-virginia-it-really-snows-in-north.html' title='Yes Virginia it really snows in North Alabama...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SUgWLHCnK7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/SaegpwOLWQM/s72-c/snow+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8027481255010089507</id><published>2008-10-17T18:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T18:35:49.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>That little Geko!</title><content type='html'>I know you have all been sitting on the edge of your seats terrified that I might not update the latest drama with my car accident. Ok, I doubt anyone cares but if you do, here goes the story -- the shortened down version anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car was totaled out by the insurance adjuster. A week and 2 days AFTER the accident I finally get it verified that the guy who ran the stop sign and caused all of this is, after all, insured!! It took threatening the life of a Geko to get that confirmed but in these hard times a girl's gotta do, what a girl's gotta do! Geico is, as we speak, getting the paper work together and preparing to cut me a nice lump check for my trouble. That money will be spent on a new car and a credit card pay off ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car interests me? I love the 09 Hyundai Sonata Limited. The 09 Mazda 6 is a HOT ride and the Nissan Altima is still a winner in my opinion. I have several points of interest to consider. One being gas mileage, of course, and warranty. Hyundai sports a 100 thousand mile power train warranty. Mazda has a 5 year and Nissan a 36,000. When I am feeling better I plan to do some comparison buying. Hopefully I'll get a good deal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned to find out which one I decide to go with!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8027481255010089507?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8027481255010089507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8027481255010089507' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8027481255010089507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8027481255010089507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/that-little-geko.html' title='That little Geko!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1789159369235250559</id><published>2008-10-10T16:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T16:33:03.574-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why you DON'T run a stop sign idiot!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday night I was involved in a nasty wreck. I was stopped to let a car go by so I could turn left. I looked over and saw a Blazer run through the stop sign. An on-coming car t-boned the vehicle causing him to roll over the top of my car. I should have punched the driver in the mouth when I had the chance! Turns out he has "coverage and liabilty" issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7yeF1ciI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X5hdLvJS7eY/s1600-h/car+shot+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255625765910049314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7yeF1ciI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X5hdLvJS7eY/s320/car+shot+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7yekXA9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/68PX6OAvKRQ/s1600-h/car+shot+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255625766038078418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7yekXA9I/AAAAAAAAAF8/68PX6OAvKRQ/s320/car+shot+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7ylUR9cI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9Dbvb_RYHJQ/s1600-h/car+shot+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255625767849686466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7ylUR9cI/AAAAAAAAAGE/9Dbvb_RYHJQ/s320/car+shot+9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7y3X7X8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/z3V270xwCTg/s1600-h/GEDC0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255625772696821698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7y3X7X8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/z3V270xwCTg/s320/GEDC0355.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7zO7iVOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VKUDz8WKGag/s1600-h/GEDC0362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255625779020190946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7zO7iVOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/VKUDz8WKGag/s320/GEDC0362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1789159369235250559?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1789159369235250559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1789159369235250559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1789159369235250559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1789159369235250559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-you-dont-run-stop-sign-idiot.html' title='Why you DON&apos;T run a stop sign idiot!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SO-7yeF1ciI/AAAAAAAAAF0/X5hdLvJS7eY/s72-c/car+shot+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2424201441270602608</id><published>2008-10-08T17:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:25:26.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet for the sweet?</title><content type='html'>I'm like my daddy in more ways than one! It's something I've always been very proud of. My dad is not only dashingly handsome he's a gutsy fella as well. But of all the wonderful traits I could have inherited high blood sugar isn't the one I would have chosen. My dad found out he was diabetic years ago through a routine check up. He's very very disciplined with his eating too. My mother makes sure he stays on track by preparing foods and treats he can enjoy. He checks his sugar at least 3 times a day and he doesn't look twice at a pie or cake. I too battle keeping the sugar level in check. Sweets are not my passion and I rarely enjoy eating them. What I crave is something I always heard was good for you -- fruit!!! I don't just mean the occassional apple or orange either. I'm talking about a full out attack!!! I've been known to eat a basket of apples in one sitting. When I was a kid I could strip a plumb tree like a goat on a 10 day fast!!! I've always loved fruit but now I find its harder for me to feast on without paying the price. So hence the reason for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to trim back my wicked ways and do something good for myself. I need to drop 30 pounds and get my sugar under control...not only for my own health but because there is way to much of me to love these days :) Don't believe me? Let me walk away from you and you will see what I'm talking about. The only way I can stay accountable for my fruit obsession is by posting my daily habits on this site. It may bore you, it may thrill you. It's got to be done!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have enlisted help and adopted a new menu that encorporates all the healthy eating you can stand into meals and snacks. It's a no brainer! Everything is planned out for you. You follow the menu it does all the work! The good part -- its foods I love! The bad part -- execise is a MUST but thankfully not everyday of the week. That part you will probably see me struggle with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question here is -- can she do it? If you've read this blog before know for a fact that I CAN!  I look forward to the challenge and tracking my progress. And as I go along I will tell you more about this "health eating plan" and hope it interests others to take that step as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tuned and stay well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2424201441270602608?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2424201441270602608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2424201441270602608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2424201441270602608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2424201441270602608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/sweet-for-sweet.html' title='Sweet for the sweet?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2398896427393668583</id><published>2008-10-01T20:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:58:24.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got gas?</title><content type='html'>Caught your attention didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past several weeks I've been in amazement over the shortage of gas in North Alabama. I realize its been a problem in other places too like Nashville, Atlanta, etc but since I work and live here I notice it more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with Hurricane Ike. People were running like mad to fill up before the storm hit. I am one of those crazy people. I called everybody I knew and told them if you need gas you better go now. By the end of the day, gas stations were out. Some still don't have fuel today. Along Highway 53 in Madison County, several stores like BP, Chevron, Exxon and Stop and Save still have plastic bags tied to the pumps. In Meridianville, Jet Pep and Raceway, which had received a shipment of fuel shortly after Ike, are out again. Some gas stations have a short supply of regular but no mid-grade or premium. When did fuel become short supply here in the great United States? We have oil refineries --they are up and going--so where are the fuel trucks? Why is it taking so long to relieve these gas stations? It's ridiculous to drive all over for a tank of unleaded regular. What is our world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the subject of fuel, the cost for gasoline is ridiculous. Gas gouging was huge when Ike hit. A month later, it's still high. Look at the economy. We are spending billions to bail out failing banks and mortgage companies. It's not fair! No one bails me out when I overspend. So here's my opinion - lower the gas price back where it belongs. It shouldn't cost me $50.00 to fill up. I remember in college paying 99-cents a gallon. Drop the pice for fuel and everything else will come down to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I on a rant? I went to the grocery store tonight and have you checked the price for produce, orange juice, milk, bread, eggs, meat? I don't know about you but my paycheck is hard to earn and what little I have after paying bills doesn't stretch THAT far. I can't imagine having a family of 5 like my brother. Bless ya Chris!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for our world and the so-called great thinkers making decisions on how to run it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2398896427393668583?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2398896427393668583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2398896427393668583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2398896427393668583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2398896427393668583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/got-gas.html' title='Got gas?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8059195125055907900</id><published>2008-10-01T20:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:55:26.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Are those teeth marks on your backside?</title><content type='html'>My wise mother always preached to me and my brother growing up that if you do something wrong to a person it will come back to bite you in the rear end. Sometimes it happens, sometimes it doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read my previous blog entry it didn't take you long to realize how furious I was over the incident with the talk show host. So were his listeners, or so I learned today. A number of my devoted fans called in to say they didn't approve of this talk show host tearing me down over the radio. And that no one deserved that kind of personal attack. I thank those people who stood up for me. As irritating as this job can be at times, its the viewers who think of you as family that make it all worth the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me say for the record, I enjoy talk shows. In fact, I wrote a 50 page paper in college related to talk shows because I always wanted to be a host. What I don't approve of is tearing a person down. Talk radio should be more to discuss the issues, a sounding board for today's hot topics. Instead, this person used his show to degrade someone who had done nothing at all to him. So, yes you could say he has lost some listeners and perhaps its because he opened his big mouth one to many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you a drama free day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8059195125055907900?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8059195125055907900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8059195125055907900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8059195125055907900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8059195125055907900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/10/are-those-teeth-marks-on-your-backside.html' title='Are those teeth marks on your backside?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2491122524835787456</id><published>2008-09-30T22:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:03:43.645-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're walkin on the fightin' side of me!</title><content type='html'>I've always been the kind of girl that if I had something to say, I said it directly to the person it was intended. Not everyone is like that. I found out by being publicly humiliated on the air waves today. And as Gary Allan's song goes, "Life ain't always beautiful." Now because the situation has been resolved I will not use names or station call letters. This is simply me venting on my personal blog about a truly unprofessional talk show host and his small time producer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was assigned to cover a political story last week. On Friday there was a press conference via the telephone with one of the candidate's camp where reporters were encouraged to ask the tough questions. I did. I ask a lot of them. We never used the interview on air. Politics can be a touchy subject and you have to be very careful how you handle it. My manager felt it wasn't necessary to air it as a story due to the nature of what was being said. So, I never thought anything else about it and went on with my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I get an email from the producer of this particular morning talk show asking me to co-host and fill in when the regular host is off or out sick. I didn't have time to respond and waited until the next day to reply. The person who sent the email happen to be a person I know and considered a friend. I replied to HIS email by saying that our station partners with a different radio station but because we simulcast our severe weather coverage with them I would be sure to ask our new GM if it was ok. I even went as far as to ask the producer how he was doing and that I thought he did a good job with traffic reports. While I'm sending the email I have the radio station in question on at my work computer. That's when I heard my name being drug through the mud! I couldn't believe what the host of this talk show was saying about me. Somehow the political debate between 2 congressional candidates got side tracked to a local reporter who ask controversial questions during a live teleconference (or biased questions as the host repeatedly harped about). This host not only slammed me on air he read the email I sent the producer and posted it to his website, along with very slanderous remarks about me.  The most embarassing part is I thought he really wanted me to come on his show and be a co-host when I had time. I've done that in the past with several radio stations. But it was just a dirty joke at my expense. When I realized it, I sent the producer an email telling the host to call me if he is going to blast me on the air so I can at least have my say. Instead, the producer said he hated to be part of this but the host is his boss and he had too. That excuse is as unprofessional as the producer and his side kick companion. He didn't have to forward my email to the host. He chose to do so to try and look big. Didn't work out for ya did it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the past, we've done stories with and for the host of this particular talk show. He ask us to do a favor for him to get publicity out for a march in Montgomery last year. And he has helped reporters in the past with special assignments so its not like we dont' have a working relationship. Due to that fact, I called his GM and explained how upset I was to be the target of his criticism and disdain. And that I am a fellow journalist who deserves respect. I also contacted our legal counsel. About 20 minutes after speaking with the GM, the hateful posts about me on the hosts website were taken off and the GM agreed there would be no more mention of my name on his show. I appreciate the GM making that happen. He could have backed the host and done nothing to help. Instead, he stepped up and I thank him for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk shows are nothing more than a way to feed the hosts ego. This particular person is known for stirring the pot and trying to embarass people on air. Maybe he has some inadequacy to make up for by being a bully to others. He picked the wrong reporter to play that game with. He had no right to use me as a punching bag for his show. I'm not the one running for office. I don't care who wins the race. The voters will decide who they think is the best choice for office. It won't be because some small time radio talk show host put his uninteresting 2 cents worth in on a morning show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong. I'm not totally innocent in all this. I asked the questions but I could have asked them differently, without the hard edge. I was just doing my job but I realize I can be somewhat blunt when I want. I certainly don't want anyone thinking I have an opinion on any race,  so I contacted the candidates camp and apologized if I stepped out of line. If I'm wrong, I say I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened today with this talk show hosts words, though, hurt my feelings and embarassed me. He didn't just slash my name to shreds but he also gave the station I work for a black eye. To think that someone would talk trash about you  --especially someone you've helped in the past and never been anything but nice to--is totally uncalled for.  It takes a person of little character to tear down someone's good name just to try and build up their own self worth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to this small time, inadequate, lame talk show host, thanks for the free PR! You know what they say...the more you talk about someone the more interest it generates with people and that equals more viewers for ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep the insults rolling. One day you just might find yourself in some deep legal trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2491122524835787456?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2491122524835787456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2491122524835787456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2491122524835787456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2491122524835787456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/09/youre-walkin-on-fightin-side-of-me.html' title='You&apos;re walkin on the fightin&apos; side of me!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4853745896132422801</id><published>2008-08-11T23:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:37:03.737-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow, meow, meow, meow, er, you know the song</title><content type='html'>Thought you might want an update on the kitties (or not). Lane thinks he's found a home for these fuzzy little stinkers (and I mean that literally). A lady who takes in unwanted and homeless animals has expressed interest. She works to find good families to take care of them. Good for her! She hasn't picked them up yet but he's hoping she does so anyday. It's not too late if you change your mind :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4853745896132422801?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4853745896132422801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4853745896132422801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4853745896132422801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4853745896132422801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/08/meow-meow-meow-meow-er-you-know-song.html' title='Meow, meow, meow, meow, er, you know the song'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1825634955244244982</id><published>2008-08-11T23:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:32:28.017-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music greats and a charitable weekend...</title><content type='html'>I love old school country music. Don Williams, Belamy Brothers, Tanya Tucker, Alabama, Hank Williams Jr., Johnny Cash, Loretta Lynn, Tammy Wynette just to name a few. Does anyone else remember the days of "Hee Haw?" That was a Saturday night tradition growing up. Mom would cook dinner first. We would sit around the table, eat and talk about the day. Then, we would help clean up and after Lawrence Welk, mom, dad Chris and I would grab a place in the den and watch "Hee Haw." Sunday night after church we would eat a banana sandwich and Funyun Rings and watch "Battlestar Gallatica" and "Buck Rogers." Doesn't get much better!!!! I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have really enjoyed this summer. The weather has been HOT but I'm that strange kind of person that lives for long sizzling days. Speaking of which, this Sunday I got the chance to attend the Emergency Medical Services Challenge at Milton Frank Stadium in Huntsville. It was a charity race between HEMSI, State Troopers, Huntsville Fire and Rescue, Madison County Sheriff's Department and Huntsville Police. Due to a little partying the night before, MCSD and HEMSI had to drop out of the race. :) One of the local car companies donated a "gently" used Ford Taurus for the EMS team to compete in. Picture this -- high speed racing cars, souped up go carts...and a 4 door family sedan . I think the best time for any of the drivers on the EMS team was 54 seconds. Not bad considering a Taurus isn't exactly a racing machine! The best part, the day was for a good cause and everybody had fun! Congratulations to the State Troopers for winning. They get there practice on the interstates! ha/ha Also kudos to Tyler! You did a great job on your first race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEDkXiUIxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lzZPcoOQZTk/s1600-h/charity+race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233468165309342482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEDkXiUIxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lzZPcoOQZTk/s320/charity+race.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEDkfZ_8OI/AAAAAAAAAFs/j4F8_W8VEHI/s1600-h/Tyler.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233468167421948130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEDkfZ_8OI/AAAAAAAAAFs/j4F8_W8VEHI/s320/Tyler.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1825634955244244982?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1825634955244244982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1825634955244244982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1825634955244244982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1825634955244244982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/08/music-greats-and-charitable-weekend.html' title='Music greats and a charitable weekend...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEDkXiUIxI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lzZPcoOQZTk/s72-c/charity+race.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4075840882771032959</id><published>2008-08-11T23:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:33:37.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Local tie to the Olympics...</title><content type='html'>So its after 10 pm and I'm sitting in the newsroom waiting for the Olympics to finish up. We can't go on until today's events wraps up. The schedule says 11:30. YUCK! However, makes for good overtime :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of my friend, and former Decatur Bureau Photographer, Juergen Beck. He is in Beijing shooting video for the Olympics. What a cool job! I'm very proud of him. He jumped out of television news to start his own production company. Looks like his hard work has paid off. Congrats JB and have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEAEYnKOWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GtVjipEJJT8/s1600-h/Juergen+in+Beijing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233464317307402594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEAEYnKOWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GtVjipEJJT8/s320/Juergen+in+Beijing.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4075840882771032959?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4075840882771032959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4075840882771032959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4075840882771032959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4075840882771032959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/08/local-tie-to-olympics.html' title='Local tie to the Olympics...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SKEAEYnKOWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/GtVjipEJJT8/s72-c/Juergen+in+Beijing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5240122352748902515</id><published>2008-08-05T22:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:21:37.119-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Does America REALLY have talent?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I'm sitting in the newsroom waiting for my 10:00 spot on the news. Playing on NBC is "America's Got Talent." Some of the people on there are so gifted. Then there are others that are, well, not so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its been a long time since my last post. My excuse is this. I don't really have one other than just being lazy. As with every post I will make this solemn promise -- I will try harder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it hot enough for you? I know it is for me but I'm one of those strange people who LOVES summer in the south! The heat and humidity beats freezing to death. I've never been much for cold weather. Makes my old bones hurt and gives me static in my hair :) No woman wants that!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent most of the day at the Moontown Airport. 2 people died in a plane crash just west of there. Very sad. No matter how many tragic and bad scenes you go out on it never gets easier. In fact, it gets tougher. Makes you realize how precious life is. You should love everyday given you and embrace the ones around you that mean the world to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fresh garden vegetables are by far the best invention EVER! I brought home a basket of grandma grown tomatoes, corn, watermelon, peppers and peaches. I've so enjoyed reaping the benefits of her gardening. SO delicious and much better than even what you buy at the farmer's market -- not to mention its FREE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in the market for a kitty cat? Lane has 5 snuggly little ones he's more than willing to give away to a good home. If you are like me and have cat related allergies, he'll even tie a Benadryl around kitties neck. Let me know if you want one. It will be the best investment you ever make (ok not really but he desperatly needs to get rid of the kitties and doesn't want to have to drop them at the animal shelter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SJoVvYLVMmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lmT2Kz69lLA/s1600-h/kitties.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231517820832264802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SJoVvYLVMmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lmT2Kz69lLA/s320/kitties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a good "hump day!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5240122352748902515?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5240122352748902515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5240122352748902515' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5240122352748902515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5240122352748902515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/08/does-america-really-have-talent.html' title='Does America REALLY have talent?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SJoVvYLVMmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/lmT2Kz69lLA/s72-c/kitties.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5179459409652400512</id><published>2008-05-28T18:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:13:02.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not just another fish tale</title><content type='html'>I caught this spotted catfish out of my parent's pond Mother's Day Weekend! It weighs just a few pounds but it's a fish none the less. Thanks dad for taking it off the hook for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SD3aP50zUQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MJb-ioSakbE/s1600-h/catfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205556711065342210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SD3aP50zUQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MJb-ioSakbE/s320/catfish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5179459409652400512?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5179459409652400512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5179459409652400512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5179459409652400512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5179459409652400512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-just-another-fish-tale.html' title='Not just another fish tale'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SD3aP50zUQI/AAAAAAAAAFM/MJb-ioSakbE/s72-c/catfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7229846063220307172</id><published>2008-05-28T18:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:13:02.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The "big" catch...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday, my brother and I went fishing at Flint Creek. We had a blast! The weather was warm and sunny. We had a boat full of crickets -literally Chris spilled them :) and I packed sandwiches and Funyun rings which we forgot to eat. I wanted to show you the "big catch." It's a 2 pound limb that I'm proud to say was quiet a challenge to reel in :) Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SD3Zkp0zUPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/u9wJEP0OxYA/s1600-h/big+catch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205555968035999986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SD3Zkp0zUPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/u9wJEP0OxYA/s320/big+catch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7229846063220307172?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7229846063220307172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7229846063220307172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7229846063220307172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7229846063220307172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-catch.html' title='The &quot;big&quot; catch...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SD3Zkp0zUPI/AAAAAAAAAFE/u9wJEP0OxYA/s72-c/big+catch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4883357063771364356</id><published>2008-05-26T21:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:26:00.498-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Day...</title><content type='html'>Happy Memorial Day everyone! Hope you enjoyed some delicious bar-b-q, potato salad and a slice of apple pie. I worked. What's new?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4883357063771364356?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4883357063771364356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4883357063771364356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4883357063771364356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4883357063771364356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5387367456067253689</id><published>2008-05-18T14:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:26:57.229-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Saturday we such a beautiful day! It was a little chilly to me, especially in the shade but gorgeous weather just the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The healthy eating plan is going well. Can't complain when I step on the scales. The weight isn't coming off quiet as fast as last year but that is partly because I haven't had time to walk or get on the elliptical. That's ok. I am a busy girl and sometimes can't fit everything I need to do into 24 hours. I really could use about 26 ha/ha My mom calls it poor time management skills. I call it just having skills :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My windshield finised cracking yesterday. I will have to get it replaced hopefully tomorrow. I've got a dentist appointment early Tuesday and won't have that much time when I get back, if any. Not to mention I need 4 new tires and the bumper fixed where some moron backed into me a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see what's on today's menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bowl of Fiber One cereal today (just 1 cup with skim milk). I have discovered it is delicious and actually has more fiber than oatmeal and its a good swap through the week. For a snack I ate the rest of my grapes in the fridge. I'm going to blend me a fruit smoothie at some point today but that might not be until later this evening. I'm thinking about having lunch (still the health eating way) at O'Charley's this afternoon. I'm tired of eating here so I think I will let somebody else cook for me. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5387367456067253689?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5387367456067253689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5387367456067253689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5387367456067253689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5387367456067253689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/sunday-thoughts.html' title='Sunday thoughts...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2103438492700913062</id><published>2008-05-16T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T17:07:40.962-04:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days in 1...</title><content type='html'>I'm a day behind on posting. I had to go to court in Morgan County yesterday on an ID theft case from 2 years ago. Then I had run home, eat lunch, and head to work. I was a busy girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My healthy eating plan is going well. I'm eating the same type foods and seeing results on the scales. Isn't that what its all about??? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on call this weekend and really have no plans of using my cheat day. I haven't lost enough weight yet to do that. I am banking on next Thursday night to ea something very yummy -- like boneless chicken tenders smothered in Daytona Sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's food craving - chicken tenders&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2103438492700913062?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2103438492700913062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2103438492700913062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2103438492700913062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2103438492700913062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-days-in-1.html' title='2 days in 1...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8107281315422918228</id><published>2008-05-14T13:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:13:02.277-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you expect? I'm only human!!</title><content type='html'>Normally I end my blog entry with a food craving of the day. Not today. The third day is always the toughest. I'm usually out of the newsroom and busy but on Wednesday I'm stuck inside working on my franchise piece. Since I'm finished writing, I have plenty of time to kill so what crossed my mind???? Peanut butter. I wouldn't dare dip into the jar but just to think about it brings peace to my soul! No matter how much I love fresh fruits and vegetables nothing takes the place of good ole comfort food. As much as I am craving it, I wouldn't dare touch it!! I'll save a tablespoon for a cheat day. That will give me something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a surprise arrive to the newsroom today. Beautiful yellow roses! Awwwwwwww! That was so sweet! E2 you made my rainy day sunny! Thanks so much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SCsmB_ouEsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kLIKDbbBLtA/s1600-h/ATT00001+(2)"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200292010433319618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SCsmB_ouEsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kLIKDbbBLtA/s320/ATT00001+(2)" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast -- oatmeal with fruit&lt;br /&gt;snack -- blueberry smoothie&lt;br /&gt;lunch -- salad with tomatoes, 3 T ranch dressing, 1 cup strawberries, 2 boiled eggs&lt;br /&gt;snack -- banana&lt;br /&gt;snack -- 2 apples&lt;br /&gt;dinner -- chicken flavored brown rice, tomatoe, cantaloupe, 2 boiled eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasty huh? ha/ha May seem skimpy but really tasty! Get on board! The 3rd day is a drag but don't let it get you down. It will be much easier tomorrow :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8107281315422918228?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8107281315422918228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8107281315422918228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8107281315422918228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8107281315422918228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-do-expect-im-only-human.html' title='What do you expect? I&apos;m only human!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/SCsmB_ouEsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kLIKDbbBLtA/s72-c/ATT00001+(2)' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4405320034000431907</id><published>2008-05-13T19:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T19:45:16.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 1/2 pounds lighter...</title><content type='html'>You are not supposed to weigh for 9 days but I am one of those people who just has to "be in the know." I've already lost a pound and a half. Not bad for a day's work :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up early and cleaned house. That was my exercise for today. I washed clothes, ran the vacum, dusted, ironed, cleaned my kitchen and a few other odds and ends. Remember, keep moving! That's key to any successful health plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day's menu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - 1 cup oatmeal with banana and strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - salad from Steak Out with Ranch dressing (remember only 3 Tablespoons of fat a day)&lt;br /&gt;snack - blueberry smoothie&lt;br /&gt;dinner - 1 cup brown rice (Uncle Ben's 90 second kind), 1 cup cantaloupe and an apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm full and quiet content. It helps to plan ahead and bring dinner. Do I miss my peanut butter, yes but I can live without it. Thanks Lane for the heads up. He told me peanut butter is what   football players eat to fatten up. I'd make one heck of a line backer right now!!!! ha/ha Where do I sign up coach? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***important note***&lt;br /&gt;The author of Fat Smash has put out an updated version of his book. It gives a little more information on the detox phase along with a few more sample menus. It's basically still the same format just slightly revised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy eatings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's food craving - scrambled egg sandwich on toasted bread&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4405320034000431907?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4405320034000431907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4405320034000431907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4405320034000431907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4405320034000431907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/1-12-pounds-lighter.html' title='1 1/2 pounds lighter...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4031865080582022116</id><published>2008-05-12T21:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:35:07.291-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Today is my niece's birthday. She turned 5. Happy Birthday Mary Beth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4031865080582022116?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4031865080582022116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4031865080582022116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4031865080582022116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4031865080582022116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-2621821454539124506</id><published>2008-05-12T21:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:34:01.215-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for a change...again!</title><content type='html'>Once more, I am fighting the "battle of the bulge." Ok more like a non-stop war these days. If you remember this time last year, I dropped about 30 pounds on "The Fat Smash Diet." I gained that back plus some, I'm ashamed to say. When my schedule changed to a split shift, my metabolism went into the basement. Well, that's part of it. The other half of the story is everything I've been eating since. Peanut butter and I became very good friends shortly after. Last night, I had to end that sticky love affair and say goodbye to my favorite jar of Jiff. It was difficult but I feel certain it was the right move. Eating an entire jar of my favorite spread really was starting to show up in places I would rather not share :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've mentioned this already but feel its worth repeating. I LOVE Fat Smash because its easy. Plain and simple. I like fresh fruits, vegetables, milk, yogurt, and brown rice so its no problem for me to stick to it during the 9 day detox phase. I have my "built in" cheat day and I take advanatage of a FEW favorties then. The next day, I'm back on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized sleeping until 11 on Monday and Tuesday morning wasn't helping me at all. I need a regular schedule so today I got up early and exercised, kist like I would at the end of the week when I work a dayside schedule. I cleaned house after never giving myself a chance to be still. Remember if you move it you will lose it!!! Also, I find blogging about my weight loss experience helps me stay on track. It holds me accountable for the foods I stick in my mouth. Plus I love the feedback for those of you faithful enough to still log on and check this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last time, I ate what I wanted before I started back on my healthy eating plan. It helps get the cravings out of my system. Today was very easy and I enjoyed the foods I ate. Remember, the 9 day detox plan helps get rid of the water weight and you can really shed some pounds in that amount of time -- in a healthy way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I ate today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - 1 cup oatmeal with half banana, 2 cut up strawberries and a splash of milk&lt;br /&gt;snack- I had the other half of my banana&lt;br /&gt;lunch- Blueberry Smoothie (1/3 cup frozen blueberries, 1 container of blueberry yogurt and 1/3 cup skim milk) YUM!&lt;br /&gt;dinner - 2 boiled eggs, tomatoes and a small salad with cut up apples and unsweet tea with lemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to participate along with me, join in. You can check past blogs to find out more about the plan. I will be posting everyday so you can see how its going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck -- again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight -- 1** (seriously people. I didn't tell you the last time either)&lt;br /&gt;Today's food craving - bagel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-2621821454539124506?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/2621821454539124506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=2621821454539124506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2621821454539124506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/2621821454539124506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-for-changeagain.html' title='Time for a change...again!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4742172406905216190</id><published>2008-04-14T17:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:53:27.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop! Put your hands where I can see them!</title><content type='html'>Ok. I am no crime fighter. And after last week, my respect for law enforcement went up a notch. If you haven't heard my photographer, Ben and I foiled a burglary. Want the details? Sure you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, the owner of former "Sister Gooch Restaurant" in Huntsville called to say that someone had stolen over $300,000 worth of equipment, furniture, silverware, etc from inside the closed business. She was desperate for help and wanted information on anybody who may have been seen around the area. She even went as far as sleeping in her car outside to try and catch the theives. We went inside with her, did an interview, shot video. We were there for over an hour. When we were finished, we loaded our gear and pulled around back. We see a beat up old van pulled in backwards and a door (the only one with a broken lock) standing wide open. We asked three men standing there what they were doing. One said he had been told to come by and pick up some equipment. We knew that was a lie considering not much was left inside (we think they came back to strip the expensive light fixtures and iron railings). The owner starts crying hysterically and asks Ben to call 911. She is so distraught she can't speak. Ben takes the phone and tells the dispather what is going on. One of the suspects comes to the door of our vehicle and tries to tell me his story (while blocking my door). I got out and started questioning what he was saying. Ben gets a license plate number and gives the dispatcher a description of the van and the suspects. We pinned them in with our vehicle but they manage to pull out around us. The owner and I stand in front of the van. One of the suspects starts walking off. Ben goes around the front of the store to try and stop him (all the while staying on the phone with 911). I call an investigator to tell him what is happening. While I am talking to him and trying to console the owner, a second suspect tries to get away. I told the driver of the van to put his hands on the steering wheel where I could see them. Left the owner there with him and took off running after the suspect in blue (that we lovingly labled "Pookie.") When I get around the corner, a Huntsville Police Investigator gets out of the car, draws his gun and puts the suspect down on the ground. He arrests the driver, puts him in handcuffs and gets him to the ground. The investigator I was on the telephone with goes after the 3rd suspect, finds him in the woods near a pre-school, draws his gun and makes an arrest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironiaclly, Investigators found the stolen restaurant equipment at a warehouse on Oakwood Avenue and were able to return most of it to the owners. In the end, we kept 3 crooks from running away and helped solve a big burglary ring. It was pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read or see video log on to our website at &lt;a href="http://www.waff.com/"&gt;www.waff.com&lt;/a&gt;. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a promo about the burglary bust running on our station this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-22cfbf3c4d14d45f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22cfbf3c4d14d45f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331259367%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77B85E68512258AFD40826CBBC91DAD5896DB48B.2FB887C3F3D538F20D599EF7C8B2203383196260%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22cfbf3c4d14d45f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU9TWk02uiYxL7B8AnsQbX__9EP0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D22cfbf3c4d14d45f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331259367%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D77B85E68512258AFD40826CBBC91DAD5896DB48B.2FB887C3F3D538F20D599EF7C8B2203383196260%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D22cfbf3c4d14d45f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU9TWk02uiYxL7B8AnsQbX__9EP0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4742172406905216190?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=22cfbf3c4d14d45f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4742172406905216190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4742172406905216190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4742172406905216190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4742172406905216190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/04/stop-put-your-hands-where-i-can-see.html' title='Stop! Put your hands where I can see them!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-923787470131348109</id><published>2008-03-27T17:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T17:35:17.357-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My special house guest...</title><content type='html'>Ok. Ok. Stop hounding me! I know its been FOREVER since I last posted to this blog. Does anyone out there still read this thing? My New Year's Resolution was to do better about posting. So I got a little side tracked! It happens when you live in a very busy world (or when you procrastinate) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I will greet a very special visitor to the great state of Alabama. His name is Russ and he lives in Anchorage, AK -- yes that is what I said. We went to college together then reconnected sometime ago. I am excited about seeing him again! I admit I'm nervous but happy the day is finally here! I hope it all goes well. I'm going into it with an open mind -- and a lot of butterflies  in my stomach :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post again soon with updates...Check back to see my progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-923787470131348109?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/923787470131348109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=923787470131348109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/923787470131348109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/923787470131348109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-special-house-guest.html' title='My special house guest...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7199323653207744192</id><published>2008-01-19T19:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T19:53:14.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here I go AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>Think back to last spring when I posted the bulletin about starting the "Fat Smash Diet." It was a very successful diet plan that fit my lifestyle so well. I lost a lot of weight, in a healthy manner in a relatively short period of time. I was thrilled with the results and loved to see how well I did every time I looked in the mirror. Well people, its time to shed the winter pounds I've gained back and do it all over again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those of you with New Year's plans of losing weight, I will repost the same thoughts, recipes and diet tips from my first go around. I like this plan because I get to eat fruits, veggies, oatmeal, brown rice and a little salad dressing. On low-carb diets all the "healthy and tasty" foods are cut out making you hungry which leads to cheating then weight gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone willing to jump on board with me, here's the plan. I'm starting Monday so I better go get my place in line at Taco Bell!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7199323653207744192?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7199323653207744192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7199323653207744192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7199323653207744192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7199323653207744192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/here-i-go-again.html' title='Here I go AGAIN!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3202120358857577825</id><published>2008-01-10T00:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T01:02:16.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Working out the kinks...</title><content type='html'>I've been having technical trouble with my blog. I believe some of the kinks have been worked out. So, I have no excuse to get so far behind on this page. New pictures, posts and drama are headed your way in 2008. Be sure to tune in -- and tell your friends to join in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3202120358857577825?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3202120358857577825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3202120358857577825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3202120358857577825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3202120358857577825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/working-out-kinks.html' title='Working out the kinks...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-353745025190286927</id><published>2008-01-08T21:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T21:38:43.599-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Britney Spears? I don't think so!</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I had to shoot a story for my weekly franchise, "Restaurant Scorecard" As we are getting ready for the interview, I hear, "Psstt...she looks like Britney Spears." I turn around to hear the woman contine, "that reporter. she reminds me of her." Now, I think Britney, despite her troubles, is an attractive woman. Uh, pre-Britney that is. Post Britney, not so much. I didn't get a chance to ask which genre of Britney she thought I looked like. Perhaps, I don't want to know. So, to those who are crazy and think I look like the pop princess please reconsider and find a new role model to pattern me by ha/ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-353745025190286927?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/353745025190286927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=353745025190286927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/353745025190286927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/353745025190286927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2008/01/britney-spears-i-dont-think-so.html' title='Britney Spears? I don&apos;t think so!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4648230221809270798</id><published>2007-12-28T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T22:39:12.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>I hope all of my faithful readers enjoyed a very Merry Christmas! Santa did not skip over me this year, as I have been a very good girl, according to HIS list :) The time spent with my family was the best part. Christmas gifts were great too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also want to wish you all a happy 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4648230221809270798?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4648230221809270798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4648230221809270798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4648230221809270798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4648230221809270798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-and-happy-new-year.html' title='Merry Christmas and Happy New Year'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6533267556146086144</id><published>2007-12-11T22:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:25:03.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Over 1,000 people served...</title><content type='html'>This blog has reached a mile stone. I checked the counter and I finally hit 1,000 views! I realize for several months I have neglected my readers so if you still log on to this site, I thank you! Your presence is accounted for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year's resolution, by the way, is to blog more, complain less! ha/ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6533267556146086144?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6533267556146086144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6533267556146086144' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6533267556146086144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6533267556146086144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/over-1000-people-served.html' title='Over 1,000 people served...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8728586500455071729</id><published>2007-12-11T22:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T22:14:41.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhhh Don't Tell!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm excited about this weekend! It's going to be a very special Saturday. My 2 cousins are flying in to surprise my grandmother. After dinner, we are giving GG her cookbook, that Chris and I spent the past 10 months putting together. She has NO idea what's in store for her. I hope she likes it! Everybody so far who has read through it loves it. GG, I hope you enjoy your weekend. You deserve to have a happy time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-8728586500455071729?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8728586500455071729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8728586500455071729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8728586500455071729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8728586500455071729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/shhhhh-dont-tell.html' title='Shhhhh Don&apos;t Tell!!!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-8668536900638753999</id><published>2007-12-11T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:13:02.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting "The Man"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R19PUTW69SI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1ytM8KRL3rQ/s1600-h/nbc_brokaw_tom.vsmall"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142916509692785954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R19PUTW69SI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1ytM8KRL3rQ/s320/nbc_brokaw_tom.vsmall" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Friday night, my mother and I had the priviledge of meeting retired NBC News Anchor Tom Brokaw. He was the guest speaker at the Freed-Hardeman University Benefit Dinner. I had been trying to swing "free" tickets for months, being that I am a member of the media. I had all but given up hope when 2 good friends of mine from church called and said they had 2 tickets and wanted to know if I would be interested in taking them. Are you kidding???? YES!! My friends brother made a $5,000 donation to the school and in return was sent 4 tickets. He GAVE those tickets to his brother who in turn GAVE me 2. I called my mom and asked if she wanted to go. She was thrilled! We drove to Henderson, ate dinner then went to Loyd Auditorium to hear Mr. Brokaw speak. He is truly a wonderful and entertaining person. Afterwards, we had our picture made with him. He is shorter than what I expected but, as always, dignified and professional. Thanks Yates family for the tickets and thanks Mr. Brokaw for a wonderful, memorable evening! &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/32430881-8668536900638753999?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/8668536900638753999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=8668536900638753999' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8668536900638753999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/8668536900638753999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/12/meeting-man.html' title='Meeting &quot;The Man&quot;'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R19PUTW69SI/AAAAAAAAAEY/1ytM8KRL3rQ/s72-c/nbc_brokaw_tom.vsmall' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-1517735803027796711</id><published>2007-11-27T21:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T21:39:11.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone who is still faithful to read this abandoned blog page had a Happy Thanksgiving!! My apologies for not keeping in touch for so long. Not sure why I've neglected my blogging duties other than I've been super busy the past few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I worked Thanksgiving and the day after. Nothing spectacular going on unless you count the guy shot in the nipple by his best friend after a beer brawl. That happened Thanksgiving night. He's going to live but I feel sorry for the Med-Flight crew that had to work on him. One of the paramedics told me he stunk of alcohol so badly it was making them sick to stabalize him. ha/ha Ladies and gentlemen, morons like that is the reason I get a pay check every 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the weekend with my family enjoying some post turkey day treats. Mom had one more spread on the dining room table. Everything from turkey and boston butt to mashed potatoes, corn and sweets. Very delicious!! My brother, sister-in-law,nephew and myself played "Rook" and "UNO" for hours. It was soooo much fun!! Afterwards, I went to Kristen's house to visit and watch the Iron Bowl. That game stunk!!! Of course Bama lost. Shocker (not)! I had a great time visiting with my oldest and dearest best friend in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas time is nearing and I have bought NOTHING!! I know what I am going to buy at least 2 members of my family but that's it. Will I get anything accomplished in the shopping field this weekend? Probably not. I don't enjoy the crowds and I have a baby shower to attend Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December promises to be a very busy month. Mom and I are going to Tennessee the 7th for the "Freed Hardeman Benefit Dinner" featuring Tom Brokaw as guest speaker. I am SOOOOO excited! He's a favorite anchor personality of mine. The 8th is our WAFF-48 Christmas Party which promises good times! My sister-in-law's annual Christmas Cookie Swap is the 9th. Also scheduled for the month, a surprise for my grandmother the weekend of the 16th and the usual Gentle cousin's Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of surprise, my brother and I put together and printed a cookbook for my grandmother as a surprise for Christmas. The project turned out super professional. My hats off to Allied Photo in Huntsville for doing such a fantastic job printing and laminating the cover. It's over 200 pages of stories, recipes and family memories. I am really, really happy with the end product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working that crazy split schedule and loving it! I like the fact that I have free time on Monday and Tuesday to run errunds. Really makes a difference when I need to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to do a better job posting to this site. Hope you all had a terrific holiday!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-1517735803027796711?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/1517735803027796711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=1517735803027796711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1517735803027796711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/1517735803027796711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/11/gobble-gobble-gobble.html' title='Gobble! Gobble! Gobble!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7461586589033435110</id><published>2007-10-21T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T00:32:25.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the blog...</title><content type='html'>Sorry this blog has been neglected for so long. I don't have as much time to post my daily ramblings as I did when I worked in Decatur. For one thing, I'm busy on myspace now :) ha ha My dear friend Emily set me up a page. Its quiet addictive actually. I've been able to reconnect with people I haven't spoken to in years. I used to be anti-myspace but apparently that whole theory of it being a "young person's playground" isn't necessarily true. Check me out. Just go to the myspace page and type my name in. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll Tide! Bama won today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7461586589033435110?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7461586589033435110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7461586589033435110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7461586589033435110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7461586589033435110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/10/back-to-blog.html' title='Back to the blog...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6360350882909462735</id><published>2007-10-03T14:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T01:13:02.791-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seaside, Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/RwPdeR0AL8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SIgPZuBHRTs/s1600-h/Post+Office.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117177113870348226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/RwPdeR0AL8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SIgPZuBHRTs/s320/Post+Office.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a snap shot from my recent trip to Seaside, Florida. I went with a fantastic group of ladies from Mayfair Church of Christ. My friend Emily, pictured front wearing the black tank top, invited to me go with them. We really had a good time! The food was delicious, the weather warm. The ocean was crystal clear and the sand perfect for walking across barefoot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6360350882909462735?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6360350882909462735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6360350882909462735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6360350882909462735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6360350882909462735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/10/seaside-florida.html' title='Seaside, Florida'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/RwPdeR0AL8I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SIgPZuBHRTs/s72-c/Post+Office.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-5763528843304068879</id><published>2007-09-19T09:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T10:11:48.689-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Has it really been that long?</title><content type='html'>Hello? Anybody out there or have all my once faithful viewers left me for other more responsible blog sites? I have not abandoned my website, just been busy! Lots going on in my life. Some I'm happy about, some not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start with work. That's always a great way to realize just how much you look forward to the day you can retire!!! I'm 33 years old and anxiously await the day I turn 65. Is something wrong with that picture?? Uh yeh!!!! My schedule officially got changed yesterday. So did everybody else with the exception of those who work in bureaus. I've worked the same "dayside" schedule for years. Suddenly, I'm going to a split shift. So instead of Monday-Friday 9a-6p (more like 6:30) I am now Monday and Tuesday 2p-10p. Wednesday, Thursday and Friday 9a-6p. I would love to say I'm thrilled but I'm not. I don't hate it either. I get a longer weekend but nightside screws with my routine of watching Jay Leno's headlines on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for the beach next Thursday! I cannot wait to leave North Alabama behind for a few days. I need a break before I "break." I hope the weather is as gorgeous in Destin as it has been here in Huntsville. Clear blue skies, cool mornings, warm afternoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to blog more before I leave for my trip! will post pics soon 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-5763528843304068879?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/5763528843304068879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=5763528843304068879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5763528843304068879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/5763528843304068879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/09/has-it-really-been-that-long.html' title='Has it really been that long?'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-4295603124302929295</id><published>2007-08-14T20:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T15:58:12.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Got some MAJOR catching up to do...</title><content type='html'>Does anybody out there still read this blog? Ha! My good friend Emily sent me an email a few weeks ago reminding me that I have not been faithful to post in quiet sometime. I apologize. I have been running non-stop since my transfer back to Huntsville. I don't blog in the newsroom b/c so many people are looking over my shoulder. By the time I get home, this is the last thing I want to do. So why am I blogging tonight? Good question. I don't want to pack so I'm using this as a good excuse to relax. Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Emily, congratulations on your pregnancy. Emily will find out if her baby is a boy or girl soon. We are leaving for the beach the last week of September. She'll know by then. I'm so excited for her. She and Jason are going to make wonderful parents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, congrats to Holly and her husband, also named Jason. They are expecting a girl in a few months. They already have a beautiful little boy, Chase. Holly and i graduated high school together. I hope to get in a visit with her while I'm at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more pregnancy to mention. A friend of mine from college, also named Emily is expecting. Haven't heard yet if its a boy or girl. She and her husband, Clayton, have a boy that is sooo cute! I wish all of you proud momma's the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much new to mention with me. The drama from my last post has calmed down considerably!!!! Very good thing b/c I was getting sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving to Huntsville Friday. I'm excited but a little worried. I'm leaving a 2 story townhouse for a one bedroom apartment. The square footage isn't nearly as big and the rent is high. Its in a new complex, gated community with a lot of ammenities. Its just where am I going to put all this stuff? A lot of it is back home with mom and dad (I owe them a shout out for housing it for me). I'll just have to be tidy and neat now instead of the usual. Uh yeh! It will all work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about Mary Winkler? Bet she eats a nice meal tonight when she gets out of the crazy house. Matthew can't enjoy his favorite foods. There's something for you to chew on (no pun intended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I've got to pack some or 2 Men and A Truck are going to turn around and leave me stranded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all and hope everyone is healthy, wealthy and wise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-4295603124302929295?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/4295603124302929295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=4295603124302929295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4295603124302929295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/4295603124302929295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/08/got-some-major-catching-up-to-do.html' title='Got some MAJOR catching up to do...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-986911966206694197</id><published>2007-07-10T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T23:24:22.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tainted greens...</title><content type='html'>The past 2 days I've learned more about E.Coli than I ever cared to know. Madison County has 14 confirmed cases of the foodborne illness. They have traced the strain to shredded lettuce served from, one of my favorite Mexican joints, Little Rosie's Cantina in South Huntsville. Monday, we interviewed a 12 year old boy recovering from the sickness. Let's just say he doesn't plan to eat there for a while. I'll leave the disgusting details to your imagination :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transitioning back to Huntsville has really kept me busy. We are short handed so I am the only day side reporter. Not only am I having to turn 2 stories a day, I also have to catch breaking news and work on my new franchice, Restaurant Scorecard, which airs Thursday (and I have not started writing the script yet). I am really happy being back in the Rocket City. I was afraid I wouldn't like sitting in the newsroom, under the watchful eye of management. It really isn't bad. We have a lot of laughs in the back of the room and all of us get along quiet well. Of course, we have disagreements and even a few screaming matches from time-to-time. Nothing that can't work itself out. Leaving Decatur was such a good move for me. I was so burned out working in the bureau. This has given me a change of scenery and I'm glad I chose this path. Of course, I miss my contacts and I miss my old photographer (no body shoots video like Juergen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to report no problems with kidney stones since my surgery. I'm doing really well and hope it stays that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be posting phase 2 of the "Fat Smash Diet" as soon as I get the book out of my bag :) This really is a healthy way to shed unwanted pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting stormy outside and its bed time. I'm logging off for now but promise to write more soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-986911966206694197?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/986911966206694197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=986911966206694197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/986911966206694197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/986911966206694197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/07/tainted-greens.html' title='Tainted greens...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7481808070739060517</id><published>2007-07-01T23:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T23:18:09.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>I have not had a chance to update my blog. I have a really good excuse. Last Friday, on my off day, I woke up at 2 in the morning with the worst case of kidney stones you could ever imagine. I've had them 2 other times. This one was awful. I had surgery Tuesday to remove the stone causing all my grief and misery. Once it was out, I felt sooooo much better. Other than running a low grade fever afterwards, I'm feeling better. Going to work tomorrow though I still don't feel like bouncing around in a live truck. I have to thank my mom, dad and brother for taking such good care of me while I was sick. Why stick myself with a husband when I've got great family nearby (though they would argue its somebody elses turn to take care of me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was sick, the "Fat Smash Diet" got put on hold. That's ok. I lost weight anyway. I couldn't hold anything but popcicles and milkshakes down  and when I got to feeling better I didn't have an appetite. In all, I've dropped 13 pounds. Tomorrow, its back to "healthy eating."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a good weekend and got lots of rest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7481808070739060517?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7481808070739060517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7481808070739060517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7481808070739060517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7481808070739060517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/07/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-7731102297980927157</id><published>2007-06-17T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:21:49.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lighter and lighter...</title><content type='html'>The pounds are melting away! I'm really happy with the "Fat Smash" plan. I'm down nearly 12 pounds. I had a wonderful cheat day Friday. I think that helps motivate me. My grandmother fried catfish, hushpuppies, french fries. We had vinegar slaw and yummy deserts. I ate until I was stuffed. Saturday morning, it was back to "healthy eating." This is actually addictive. A no brainer diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-7731102297980927157?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/7731102297980927157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=7731102297980927157' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7731102297980927157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/7731102297980927157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/lighter-and-lighter.html' title='Lighter and lighter...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-3430951949541466606</id><published>2007-06-12T22:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T22:58:16.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winkler Sentencing...</title><content type='html'>What did you think about the judge's sentencing order for Mary Winkler? I'm sure many of you have mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentencing was so much more emotional than the trial. If the prosecution had handled the case earlier like they did sentencing, the outcome may have been far different. Matthew's brother, Daniel took the stand and spoke for the first time. I thought he did such a good job talking about his brother's character, good name and the way he cared for his family. He made several bold comments to Mary as he spoke. Her facial expression never changed. Aren't we used to seeing that? Nothing new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, Diane Winkler made the biggest impact, though her testimony didn't do much to sway the judge's decision. I cried the entire time she was on the stand. Her words came from the heart of a woman torn between anger, saddness, confusion, etc. I can't imagine what life has been like for this mother the past year. Her life turned upside down by one person's decision that has changed so many lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not believe Mary's punishment fit the crime. Regardless of what "she" says happened, Matthew never got a chance to tell his side of the story. We only heard from Mary. She had no right to take the law into her own hands. She had no right to shoot her husband in the back while he lay sleeping. She had no right to take away her children's father. She should have been found guilty of murder and sentenced to the maximum. I don't believe she should have spent the rest of her life behind bars but I do believe she deserved at least 20 years to think about what she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now her attorney's are wanting a new trial. Why? Who knows! She is lucky the punishment wasn't much worse. Take what you can get and be happy with it. Isn't she basically walking away a free woman? She got away with murder didn't she? Why drag this family through anything else because selfish motives have gotten in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sorry for Mary's children. The only normal life they've had the last year is about to be taken away from them. Mary wants those girls back and most likely the judge will see to it they are returned to her. Dan and Diane will probably never see them again. Can you imagine what kind of life these little girls face? Pray the courts make the right decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-3430951949541466606?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/3430951949541466606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=3430951949541466606' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3430951949541466606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/3430951949541466606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/winkler-sentencing.html' title='Winkler Sentencing...'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6902018287685762408</id><published>2007-06-10T19:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T19:19:03.398-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"All you can eat" doesn't really mean what you think</title><content type='html'>I've done really well sticking to my 'healthy eating plan.' In fact, I've really enjoyed the food choices, though in phase 1 it is slightly limited. I was supposed to start phase 2 Friday. However, after eating what I did Saturday, I went back to phase 1 again today. I'll start phase 2 later this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was my brother's birthday. My sister-in-law ordered 3 pounds of smoked chicken with white sauce, pork, slaw, baked beans from "Pig Stand BBQ" in Hartselle. Oh my! How yummy! We also had potato chips, cake and homemade ice cream. I already planned to blow my diet and eat just what I wanted. That way, my metabolism would get a needed boost. Boy did I eat! Chicken. Pork. Slaw. Chips. 3 glasses of tea. Bite of cake. 2 cups of ice cream. About an hour later, I was in the bathroom sick! When I weighed this morning, I gained 1/2 pound. Was it worth it? You better believe it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up this morning, fixed a cup of oatmeal with peaches. For lunch, I fixed chicken and rice. I measured out a 1/2 cup and ate that with 1/2 of a tomato. I also had a blueberry smoothie. It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a few days, I will stick to phase 1 just so I can drop a few extra pounds. I can really tell a difference in my weight. So can everyone else! I'm really proud of myself for sticking to it for 12 days. One day off the wagon didn't hurt much and I jumped right back on today. Remember, we are all just human and we deserve a break now and then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6902018287685762408?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6902018287685762408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6902018287685762408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6902018287685762408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6902018287685762408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/all-you-can-eat-doesnt-really-mean-what.html' title='&quot;All you can eat&quot; doesn&apos;t really mean what you think'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32430881.post-6299297961482539008</id><published>2007-06-06T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T10:49:39.787-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8 pounds lighter and loving it!</title><content type='html'>The "Fat Smash Diet" really does work. I weighed this morning and really saw results! I'm happy with the progress. I will continue this phase for 2 more days, only because I didn't feel well 2 days this week and I skipped lunch. SHAME ON ME! You are not supposed to do that. I feel better now. My blood pressure is normal again and my appetite is better. I think the stress of my transistion may have caused me to feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog more about my results later today. I've got to head out to Madison.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/32430881-6299297961482539008?l=lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/feeds/6299297961482539008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=32430881&amp;postID=6299297961482539008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6299297961482539008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/32430881/posts/default/6299297961482539008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lizsblog-elizabeth.blogspot.com/2007/06/8-pounds-lighter-and-loving-it.html' title='8 pounds lighter and loving it!'/><author><name>Elizabeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01431633762527925161</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bEawjnnyOQY/R5Kd-MvNjrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bS0hXHYGDyY/S220/ATT606851.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
