<?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-31914241</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:07:54.338-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Liam's Aunt Lulu Goes to Oxford</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-1886123773643259605</id><published>2008-10-16T22:26:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T22:50:48.547-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Next???</title><content type='html'>I know, I know...I never update my blog anymore!  It just seems like there is so much other stuff going on.  BUT, I do want to try to start it back up again...probably not on a daily basis, but maybe a weekly basis.  Surely there's one fun/good/interesting thing to write about each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I do wonder what I should do about this particular blog address and name.  While I'm still Liam's Aunt Lulu in Oxford, I am also an aunt to another little guy now, Ryder!  For my few readers out there, what do you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time to start over fresh with a new look, a new blog name, and a new post??  Any thoughts on what my new blog name should be???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, stay tuned for more...and a renewed commitment to blogging.  For now, here's a few pictures of the new guy in my life (and updated ones of "Liam, the Big Boy")!  By the way, Liam refers to himself as "Liam, the Big Boy" sometimes but told PopPop the other day, "Most people call me Liam."  He calls Ryder, "Baby Ryder", and in case you are wondering his thoughts on the new addition to the family, he thinks "Baby Ryder is so cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgHM19aifI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TjNIJncUI4w/s1600-h/DSCN2831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgHM19aifI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TjNIJncUI4w/s400/DSCN2831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257960482179549682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Lulu meeting Ryder when he was 4 1/2 days old!&lt;br /&gt;(I was at a conference in California when he was born, so there was a little delay in our meeting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgHtCeiECI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hThTpy1HPWc/s1600-h/DSCN2859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgHtCeiECI/AAAAAAAAAF8/hThTpy1HPWc/s400/DSCN2859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257961035295494178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of my boys just before I had to go back to Oxford.&lt;br /&gt;Ryder is 2 weeks old in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgIt76M_zI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DhQ8m7cyOjY/s1600-h/DSCN2921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgIt76M_zI/AAAAAAAAAGE/DhQ8m7cyOjY/s400/DSCN2921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257962150224002866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryder's first trip to Oxford (and first time out of TN) at 9 weeks (?)&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Lulu and Ryder snuggling on the couch...while Liam and PopPop eat "sherbit"&lt;br /&gt;(and mommy takes pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgJa5Hzl3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jS2SYCHsx-0/s1600-h/DSCN2924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgJa5Hzl3I/AAAAAAAAAGM/jS2SYCHsx-0/s400/DSCN2924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257962922569865074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, here's little Ryder Man hanging out in his pack'n play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgKCw924JI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gH_MPYJyCGk/s1600-h/DSCN2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgKCw924JI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gH_MPYJyCGk/s400/DSCN2919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257963607575421074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH MY GOODNESS - CUTE LITTLE BOYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-1886123773643259605?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1886123773643259605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=1886123773643259605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/1886123773643259605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/1886123773643259605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2008/10/whats-next.html' title='What&apos;s Next???'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/SPgHM19aifI/AAAAAAAAAF0/TjNIJncUI4w/s72-c/DSCN2831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-5586105459953456812</id><published>2008-03-06T18:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T18:54:25.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay for Life - Coming up in April</title><content type='html'>You may or may not remember but 2007 was a tough year for my "family" in Oxford with the death of my good friend and brother in Christ, Brian Dahl.  (See post below for stories about Brian.) Brian is the son of my "adopted" parents here, Eric and Melanie Dahl.  Brian was a great friend, an avid cyclist, a loving person, and an awesome man of God.  He was also quite funny and very clever.  I got to spend a year with Brian before his life was taken in an accidental death in August.  Before he died, Brian was a cancer survivor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of us in the Rebels for Christ campus ministry have decided to get a team together to walk in the Oxford Relay for Life to raise money in memory of our friend and brother in Christ.  We have set a goal to raise $1,000 and would love to have your prayers and support as we pursue this goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF, and only if, you are in a position or feel called to financially support us, we would greatly appreciate any donations.  The easiest way to contribute is to go to the following link &lt;a href="https://mail1.bus.olemiss.edu/exchweb/bin/redir.asp?URL=http://www.events.cancer.org/rfloxfordms" target="_blank"&gt;www.events.cancer.org/rfloxfordms&lt;/a&gt; and click either on contribute to a team or contribute to a participant.  The name of our team is Rebels for Christ Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you choose not to participate, please pray for our team and for the Dahl family between now and April 18th-19th as we honor Brian in our community. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your consideration and for richly blessing my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-5586105459953456812?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5586105459953456812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=5586105459953456812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/5586105459953456812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/5586105459953456812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2008/03/relay-for-life-coming-up-in-april.html' title='Relay for Life - Coming up in April'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-1098735421304924823</id><published>2008-02-14T21:53:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T22:12:35.669-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh to be loved....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/R7UNsGxkEGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RVxt5hvtOok/s1600-h/DSCN2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167051198861414498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/R7UNsGxkEGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RVxt5hvtOok/s320/DSCN2275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in case you didn't know... I am absolutely in love with my 1 year and 11 month old nephew. I've loved the kids I babysat for growing up but nothing could really prepare me for this love I have for Liam! That boy has stolen my heart for sure! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, this week I experienced something with Liam that I have been waiting to happen. He called me. On Monday, Liam asked his daddy to call Aunt Lulu, so Scott dialed the phone, my phone rang, I answered it...thinking it would by my sister on the phone, but instead of Carol's voice coming from the other end, it was Liam. "Hi" in a very excited sounding voice...he then continued to tell me what he had done that day. "I throwed a football...I throwed a football...we built a fire...we built a fire...built a fire." He was so excited! I asked him if he could sing me a song and be belted out his "ABCs". The people in the back yard burger line with me at the time were staring as I was happily joining in with the sweet song. I didn't care... Then as quickly as the conversation started, it ended. "Love you, Lulu. Bye Bye." Click... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY!!! I've been so jealous of all of those around me with kids, grandkids, nieces, and nephews who were old enough to talk to on the phone. I've been trying to talk to Liam on the phone since summer, but it never lasted long. Finally, he called his Aunt Lulu. What a joy! I know this doesn't seem like much, but it means days between visits with Liam can now have a little part of Liam in them. He can call me when he wants to chat and eventually will call me when exciting things happen in his little day. He's getting so big!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Liam went to visit Grammy and PopPop for Valentine's Day. Grammy wasn't there when he got there so Liam hung out with PopPop for a little while. When they got a call from Grammy to let them know she was on her way, PopPop asked, "Hey Liam, guess who's coming?" Liam's response was simple...."Lulu!" (Apparently this is the same response any time he is asked to guess who's coming.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I'm so glad I'm making a trip to Nashville tomorrow! Oh, to be loved by that little boy! What a joy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167054321302638706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/R7UQh2xkEHI/AAAAAAAAAFs/P2gg1HyXm4I/s320/DSCN2180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-1098735421304924823?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/1098735421304924823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=1098735421304924823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/1098735421304924823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/1098735421304924823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-to-be-loved.html' title='Oh to be loved....'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/R7UNsGxkEGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RVxt5hvtOok/s72-c/DSCN2275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-4446090251338924512</id><published>2008-02-01T22:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T22:17:58.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been way too long....</title><content type='html'>It's been way too long since I've blogged. Although I don' t really have a lot to say tonight, I felt I should enter the blogging world for a minute just to let anyone who reads this know that all is well.  I'm thankful that it's 2008...and that a difficult year has past.  I'm thankful that my last semester of classes has begun!  I'll be taking comps in August and then it'll be dissertation time.  I am thankful for wonderful friends, amazing family, and people who love me.  I'm so glad to have the opportunity to be in graduate school, but I'm thankful it won't last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to a busy AND good 2008...a year of many changes and milestones.  I feel like God is doing some wonderful things in my life and I'm excited to see how it's all going to play out!  Hopefully I'll write soon with exciting and wonderful stories to tell. But until then, I'm sorry it's been way too long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-4446090251338924512?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4446090251338924512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=4446090251338924512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/4446090251338924512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/4446090251338924512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-way-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s been way too long....'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-3800657663045545271</id><published>2007-11-20T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T21:08:11.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend, Brian, is celebrating with the angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My friend and brother, Brian Dahl, would be turning 30 tomorrow...if we were blessed to still have him on this earth. Instead, my friend and brother Brian, is celebrating his 30th birthday with the angels while we remember an incredible friend, man, and brother in Christ here on earth. I wrote the following about Brian the week he died back in August of this year. At the time, I couldn't bring myself to post another blog about another loss in my life. However, for those of you who read my blog or check to see that it's never updated...you should have the opportunity to know a little about my friend Brian and remember him with me on this special day! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135124889884900834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/R0Og4VrbPeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/D6Sdbe-bTkU/s320/Cycling+Picture+of+Brian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For only knowing Brian almost exactly one year, I have pages and pages of memories and stories I could write. I was introduced to Brian and James P. by Eric (Brian's dad) the first time I ever went to the student center, but the first time I really met Brian was a few weeks later at my condo. Deborah Bone and I had an Ole Miss football party for the 1st game of 2006. I provided the location and she invited all the people since I really didn’t know anyone in Oxford yet. Brian came and entertained us. I knew Brian was going to be a great friend. I also remember that day that he made sure he didn’t eat more of the party food than James P (they were both in training for bike races). I didn’t know of their competitive relationship until later but Brian really liked these cinnamon things that Lisa Beard made and ate almost the whole pan of them (it was really small). He just kept telling us…”Don’t let James know how many of these I have eaten.” Knowing what I know now about their relationship, this story is even funnier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite Brian memories is of Halloween 2006. It is a Williams family tradition to make a big pot of soup on Halloween and have friends over to eat it. So when I got to Oxford, the tradition continued. We told Brian that it was going to be a costume party…but really we hadn’t decided on whether or not it would be. Most of the guests came in their regular clothes from work or school and very few dressed up. Brian dressed up. He showed up at the door in full Russian Army regalia, stern face and all. It was awesome…everyone in the whole room thought it was hilarious. The funniest part about the whole outfit is that his shoes had started to dry rot, due to their age, and ended up crumbling all over my living room floor. The next little bit of the party was spent watching Brian crawl around the floor picking up pieces of his shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many more memories of Brian – most of them are snippets of conversations or moments at the Dahl’s house with Deborah. I loved that Brian and I had a running argument over who was taller…we measured at least twice. Technically I think Brian was a little taller (even though I never admitted it) BUT I had the advantage of heels AND effectively manipulating my place in pictures to make sure I looked taller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved playing tricks on Brian. Deborah and I loved changing his Facebook profile picture often to some of Brian’s “favorite people” – Jeff Probst and Patrick Dempsey! We even created a group from Brian’s profile and named it “I wish I was Patrick Dempsey so women would call me McDreamy.” He always returned the favor. At one point, pictures were posted of both Deborah and me complete with mustaches, devil horns and a spikey tails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best Brian memory I have is his SURPRISE graduation party! Eric, Melanie (Brian's mom), Deborah, and I schemed and planned a wonderful party for Brian’s graduation. Deborah and I invited Brian to a night at P.F. Changs, one of his favorite restaurants in Memphis. We made up some crazy story about not wanting to go to Memphis by ourselves and after hearing it was one of Brian’s favorites, we decided he should be the one to protect us and accompany us on our dinner. The funny thing about that is that I’m allergic to Chinese food and can’t really enjoy P.F.Changs if I do go but Brian didn’t know that. He took our bait, hook, line and sinker. It was too easy to get him to agree to go. Eric and Melanie even jumped in and asked if they could go…and Deborah and I made up some excuse about the three kids needing some time by ourselves, etc. My favorite Brian line of all times was said that night after we left. He told Eric, “Dad, when two pretty girls invite me to go to dinner, feel free not to invite yourself.” I thought that was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most fun planning the party! The Student Center “eating room” was packed full of people, and I met a lot of Brian’s really close friends. After everything was ready, I had the task of picking Brian up. When I got there, by myself, I told him Deborah was in a meeting that was running late and we needed to go by and pick her up at the SC. Supposedly, this was the first time Brian was suspicious…To me, it’s a pretty successful surprise party when the person doesn’t get suspicious until on the way! When we got to the SC, Brian got a glimpse of his parents’ car and at that point, I wasn’t sure I was going to get him in the building. By this time, Brian knew something was up and was obviously not too excited about being a part of it. Luckily, he was a good sport and walked through the doors surprised to find a room packed full of people who loved him and were so proud of him. I’m so glad he knew how many people he had touched before he passed. By the end of the night, he seemed to have forgiven us for all the lies and deceit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But....Brian had another trick up his sleeves. He was in charge of the devotional at small group on Sunday night and had brilliantly woven in a trick on me. In a devotional centered on how to deal with anger, Brian requested that I read Revelation 21:8. As a good little Christian girl, I recognized the verse…but not as a verse on anger. I questioned Brian and he said, “It’s the right one, I’m looking at it right here.” I started reading… “But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, …” It wasn’t until I got to the part saying “liars – their place will be in the fiery lake of burning sulfur” that I realized it was all a trick on me because I had lied to him about going to P.F. Changs. I had been gotten and it was sweet for Brian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were many things I loved about Brian, my brother and my friend. He cared for others. I loved that Brian loved my family. He loved seeing Liam being introduced to Nelson (the cat) as Liam almost took off flying since he was flapping his arms so hard. When he heard Liam was coming to town, he always asked if he needed to get Nelson ready for another Liam visit. He loved my dad. If he told me once, he told me 1,000 times how much he really liked my dad and thought he was so funny. When my dad had his heart attack and surgery, it meant to so much to me that Brian was always checking in and even came to the hospital in Nashville bringing woodcarving magazines and some of his favorite Far Side cartoons. When my cousin, Erin, had her accident, Brian regularly wanted to know how she was doing and was concerned about her family after she lost her battle to the infections that plagued her body. More than once he sent me facebook messages asking about how they were doing. He joined us in volunteering for Habitat for Humanity and worked several hours this summer. He was also quick to take his lunch break while at Habitat to work on Shannon Baker’s car after the gate of my condo complex “attacked it” on the way to the build that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My year of knowing and loving Brian was truly a gift from God. I will miss the laughs, smart comments, and occasional sweet comments from him. I will miss the man Brian was and will look forward to see him in heavenly glory for eternity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-3800657663045545271?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3800657663045545271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=3800657663045545271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/3800657663045545271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/3800657663045545271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-friend-brian-is-celebrating-with.html' title='My Friend, Brian, is celebrating with the angels'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/R0Og4VrbPeI/AAAAAAAAAFc/D6Sdbe-bTkU/s72-c/Cycling+Picture+of+Brian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-4033626377092711241</id><published>2007-08-21T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:11:16.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My hilarious sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src=" http://www.youtube.com/v/9oWhiksyHaA " width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scott &amp; Carol have the most hilarious sense of humor and wit.  It amazes me.  This video was taken over a year ago when Carol was in the early stages of labor with Liam.  They've recently put it on You Tube because of the large number of people who have begged them to see it.  I was lucky enough to see it in real life (as you'll see in the video) but it is equally as funny now!  ENJOY!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-4033626377092711241?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4033626377092711241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=4033626377092711241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/4033626377092711241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/4033626377092711241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-hilarious-sister.html' title='My hilarious sister'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-4858889659833833595</id><published>2007-08-20T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T21:02:38.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>Classes started at Ole Miss today. It was a strange feelings as the three new PhD students, Russell, Alex &amp; Miriam had their first statistics class and I didn't have to go. I start class tomorrow - both as a student and as an instructor. We took a few pictures around the graduate office today to document the momentous &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RspE1T2fEyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hImodZECzoY/s1600-h/DSCN1730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100965210603066146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RspE1T2fEyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hImodZECzoY/s200/DSCN1730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;occasion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st years - Russell, Alex &amp; Miriam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RspGeT2fE1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/OcdwbvQLCQc/s1600-h/DSCN1731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100967014489330514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RspGeT2fE1I/AAAAAAAAAE8/OcdwbvQLCQc/s200/DSCN1731.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm the only 2nd year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RspG8T2fE2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/xd8Aq5i1tqk/s1600-h/DSCN1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100967529885406050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RspG8T2fE2I/AAAAAAAAAFE/xd8Aq5i1tqk/s200/DSCN1732.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&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jacob - 4th year (the last year)&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/31914241-4858889659833833595?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/4858889659833833595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=4858889659833833595' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/4858889659833833595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/4858889659833833595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RspE1T2fEyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/hImodZECzoY/s72-c/DSCN1730.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-3449097413586632495</id><published>2007-08-02T00:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T00:20:03.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Words from Tuesday</title><content type='html'>So, I'm taking my sister's Wordless Wednesday from last week and turning it into "Words from Tuesday" this week.  I've been in Nashville for a couple of days and have been spending as much time with my favorite little man as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite Liam story this week&lt;/strong&gt; - I invited Liam to spend the night with me on Monday night when I got in town so we could play Tuesday morning.  I was taking him to meet Carol for lunch on Tuesday.  He was sitting in his carseat in the back seat eating Crispix cereal on the way when all of a sudden pieces of wet Crispix come flying at me in the front from out of his mouth.  I turned around and asked, "What was that?" and he answered, "WIND!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a JOY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-3449097413586632495?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3449097413586632495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=3449097413586632495' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/3449097413586632495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/3449097413586632495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/08/words-from-tuesday.html' title='Words from Tuesday'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-6471944868262235909</id><published>2007-07-29T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T04:24:40.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Summer to Remember...</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I leave Oxford for two weeks and when I return, life as a PhD student will be in full swing again. Today, I've been reflecting over this summer. I've included a brief summary of its events along with a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This summer has been one I will never forget - both for the good and the tragic moments. It is the first summer of owning a house, the first summer for Liam to have a week with his Aunt Lulu all to himself, a summer of new friends and new hobbies like triathalon training, the corn hole game, Mexican Train Dominoes, the exciting world of Harry Potter, and boxing on the Nintendo Wii. It's been a summer to remind me that family is the most important thing! I've been reminded of this through celebrating a healthy dad who is doing so well six-months after a heart attack and open heart surgery and through the tragedy of losing a wonderful cousin due to complications following a tubing accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1VUhdZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KPIxOCOuD08/s1600-h/Erin+-+June+30-2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092820564693346082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1VUhdZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KPIxOCOuD08/s200/Erin+-+June+30-2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erin Arnold Smith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 21, 1982 to July 16, 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Erin was full of life and fun and excitement, and I take great comfort in knowing that she's in heaven - no doubt bringing laughter and smiles to all those around her. Chris Smith did an amazing job at her funeral of telling stories of Erin that allowed everyone there to have a chance to get to know her. She would have been so honored by the words that described her and the people there to comfort those who loved her. I didn't know this about Erin, but apparently as a small child she climbed on top of buildings in downtown Franklin looking down through the skylights into the stores and restaurants below. As Chris ended the eulogy, he ended referencing Erin walking on the skylights of heaven. I love that picture! Although we will miss Erin tremendously, I'm thankful to have the hope of seeing her again in heaven. I'm thankful that she ended life here surrounded by family who loved her dearly and she was welcomed in heaven by our Papa, our aunt Anne who we've never met, and her other grandaddy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures from my summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1ONhdZ5pI/AAAAAAAAADU/8g09SZ4Q0J4/s1600-h/DSC03415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092812747852867218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1ONhdZ5pI/AAAAAAAAADU/8g09SZ4Q0J4/s200/DSC03415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls' Weekend - Lake Trip with Lindsay, Hayley &amp; Amy. This is the weekend that Hayley told us she was pregnant! YAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1O_hdZ5qI/AAAAAAAAADc/aNNWxwfBNu8/s1600-h/DSCN1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092813606846326434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1O_hdZ5qI/AAAAAAAAADc/aNNWxwfBNu8/s200/DSCN1558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Day at the Memphis Zoo with PopPop, Grammy &amp; Liam.&lt;br /&gt;(It's a little blurry since they were in full-speed ahead riding on bee--r as Liam said it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1RPRdZ5sI/AAAAAAAAADs/qohnkkPljmE/s1600-h/DSCN1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092816076452521666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1RPRdZ5sI/AAAAAAAAADs/qohnkkPljmE/s200/DSCN1545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1TBBdZ5uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M_k2YtlTWsw/s1600-h/DSCN1546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092818030662641378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1TBBdZ5uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/M_k2YtlTWsw/s200/DSCN1546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1SpBdZ5tI/AAAAAAAAAD0/oBfQAyNUUY8/s1600-h/DSCN1545.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bath Time at Aunt Lulu's House. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1TpRdZ5vI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cERX40E6iG0/s1600-h/DSCN1563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092818722152376050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1TpRdZ5vI/AAAAAAAAAEE/cERX40E6iG0/s200/DSCN1563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liam at Cousin Janice &amp; Cousin John's pool after a day at the Memphis Zoo - This is one sleepy boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1UGBdZ5wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gYDMck8R_G4/s1600-h/Smile+Liam!.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092819216073615106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1UGBdZ5wI/AAAAAAAAAEM/gYDMck8R_G4/s200/Smile+Liam!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Liam at the Huntsville Hospital visiting Cousin Erin. This is his response to "Smile, Liam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/31914241-6471944868262235909?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6471944868262235909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=6471944868262235909' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/6471944868262235909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/6471944868262235909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/07/summer-to-remember.html' title='A Summer to Remember...'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/Rq1VUhdZ5yI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KPIxOCOuD08/s72-c/Erin+-+June+30-2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-5533514715416204665</id><published>2007-06-16T13:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:36:26.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Habitat for Humanity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ5CxpOTZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O-fYknHvLhM/s1600-h/DSCN1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076745399802154386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ5CxpOTZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O-fYknHvLhM/s320/DSCN1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Trigger (the trusty) Sawhorse and Hi Ho Silver (the sawhorse) Away!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Life Group at church has been volunteering at Habitat for Humanity in Oxford during the month of June. My good friend, Shannon, and I've had so much fun we've gone every weekend. We've learned to use a jig saw, a table saw, a skill saw...and next week we've been told we're going to get to learn to use the nail gun. Our group has worked on building rafters and saw horses, we've put anchored studs in the frame of the kitchen for future cabinents, hung sheet rock, and today some of us started building the roof. Here are a few pictures from the past two Saturdays. I'll add more as we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ1ZRpOTTI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGrnVg1SLDE/s1600-h/DSCN1530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076741388302699826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ1ZRpOTTI/AAAAAAAAACM/DGrnVg1SLDE/s200/DSCN1530.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hannon (a.k.a. Spiderwoman) working on the roof&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sawhorse team - Me, Shannon, Daniel &amp; John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ2pxpOTVI/AAAAAAAAACc/iPkJ2_59hWY/s1600-h/DSCN1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076742771282169170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ2pxpOTVI/AAAAAAAAACc/iPkJ2_59hWY/s200/DSCN1513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ3KhpOTWI/AAAAAAAAACk/tSQhqDJ1xbo/s1600-h/DSCN1518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076743333922884962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ3KhpOTWI/AAAAAAAAACk/tSQhqDJ1xbo/s200/DSCN1518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The house - prior to the fabulous roofing&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ6tRpOTaI/AAAAAAAAADE/5ekebOvnmTo/s1600-h/DSCN1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076747229458222498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ6tRpOTaI/AAAAAAAAADE/5ekebOvnmTo/s200/DSCN1532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And me...silly as always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-5533514715416204665?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5533514715416204665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=5533514715416204665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/5533514715416204665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/5533514715416204665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/06/habitat-for-humanity.html' title='Habitat for Humanity'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnQ5CxpOTZI/AAAAAAAAAC8/O-fYknHvLhM/s72-c/DSCN1514.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-3885222739426901702</id><published>2007-06-14T23:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T23:32:25.478-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait For It</title><content type='html'>My favorite show these days is Grey's Anatomy. Carol and I often find God-inspired thoughts and revelations through this show, believe it or not. I found peace during dad's heart attack, open heart surgery, and hospital stay partly through what I've learned from my favorite Grey's surgeons. In my Bible study today I remembered a scene from a Grey's episode where Meredith was sad because Derek had just broken up with her...Christina and Izzy were trying to make her feel better by taking her to see a patient they had stolen from the psych floor. This patient was a "pregnant" man. (Later it was discovered he really wasn't pregnant...) As they approached the door, they asked Meredith if she was ready to see what was inside. Upon entering the room all Meredith could see was the back of a very normal looking and acting man. Meredith was like, "what's the big deal?" Christina replied, "Wait for it." It was then that Meredith saw the apparent medical miracle before her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme of today's Bible study is "Wait Patiently For It" with Habakkuk 2:3 being the primary verse: "The visition is yet for the appointed time; it hastens toward the goal, and it will not fail. Though it tarries, &lt;strong&gt;wait for it&lt;/strong&gt;; For it will certainly come, it will not delay." Although I can see some application of Scripture with the Grey's episode, it was a simple little reminder for me that God is all around...even in the most unlikely places...putting scripture right in the middle of such a worldly symbol of popularity. God promises us that he has made himself known in the world...a general revelation through nature, beauty, etc. that he is indeed God (as pointed out by Priscilla Shirer in the introduction video of this Bible Study). Paul says in Romans 1:20, "For since the creation of the world God's invisible qualities - his eternal power and divine nature - have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that men are without excuse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla spoke about specific revelation that God wants to speak to us...answers to our own questions of what decision is best?, should I stay in my own job or find another one?, which direction should I head, etc., but this specific revelation is only available to those who are HIS. Those who know His voice and seek His path. This blog may seem weird or may not make much sense. You may read and judge...thinking this girl watches too many Grey's Anatomy episodes (which you might be right). But, for me God used this scene and this study today to remind me that although He can be found all around...in the world, His specific glory, His specific revelation is found when I seek Him and when I stand guard while keeping watch for Him, while I wait for it...not to simply find a good medical case, but to hear and to know His purpose and plan for my life. Habakkuk tells us "For it will certainly come" and 2 Peter 3:9 says, "The Lord is not slow about His promise." Priscilla had us read Genesis 18:9-18 and the story of God's promise to Abraham and Sarah that they would have a son. In Genesis 21:1-2, God gave them a son "at the very time God had promised."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The command,"Wait for it," is so much easier when you know what you are waiting for is the promise of God and that He will deliver. I hope this blog has been an encouragement...and wasn't too out there in TV land. May God bless us today as we wait for Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-3885222739426901702?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/3885222739426901702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=3885222739426901702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/3885222739426901702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/3885222739426901702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/06/wait-for-it.html' title='Wait For It'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-6712219983339347824</id><published>2007-06-12T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:31:17.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days Late and A Dollar Short</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So much for my renewed commitment to blogging. Well, I am back...I had a few technical difficulties but I think I have some of the kinks worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I started a Ladies' Bible Study that meets at my house on Tuesday nights. We are studying Priscilla Shirer's "Discerning the Voice of God." What a blessing it has been already and today was just the introduction. Tha main point today is that we should anticipate that God wants to say something to us. The main take-a-way for me today is "The good shepherd I serve has something to say that cannot wait to hear!" I have a feeling my blogging over the next several weeks may reflect what God is doing in my life and teaching me through this study as I learn to listen for His Voice. What a blessing to be able to be part of such a study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for other things going on...I'm training for the Rebel Man Sprint Triathalon which will be in Spring 2008. You may wonder why I am starting my training 10 months in advance...the answer is simple. The race is a 400 yd swim, 12 mile bike ride, and 5K run and currently I do not swim, ride, or run. I'm starting very, very slow. I have set this goal because the race is most likely the week of my 30th birthday. I couldn't think of a better goal than being in the best shape of my life the day I turn 30 (which is the new 20 by the way). (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also excited because I found out today that Liam is coming to visit me next week. We're going to have a few days of just the two of us...the 1st annual week with Aunt Lulu. Since he's just a little guy it won't be a full week this time, but I'm glad to get to spend some time with him. He's started saying "Lulu" which is a new development since the last time I saw him. On Monday he was at my parents' house and walked over to the bottom of the stairs leading to my room and started calling "lulu, lulu." He apparently started crying when Scott &amp; Carol explained to him that I wasn't there. Sounds like that cute little boy needs some QT with Aunt Lulu. He's stolen my heart for sure!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075772714263661666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDEZBpOTGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Een6EWL_MFw/s320/Liam+%26+Laura+at+the+Square.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-6712219983339347824?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/6712219983339347824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=6712219983339347824' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/6712219983339347824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/6712219983339347824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/06/two-days-late-and-dollar-short.html' title='Two Days Late and A Dollar Short'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDEZBpOTGI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Een6EWL_MFw/s72-c/Liam+%26+Laura+at+the+Square.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-5314361115212517980</id><published>2007-06-09T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:33:20.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDE6RpOTHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7S3RaXtouFs/s1600-h/wedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075773285494312050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDE6RpOTHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7S3RaXtouFs/s320/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, my awesome sister &lt;a href="http://www.caroljeanphillips.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carol&lt;/a&gt; has inspired me to start back with my blogging so here I go. Since the last time I wrote, I have finished my first year of my PhD program and have settled in to this little town of Oxford, MS. It's been a great AND tiring first year. I know there are many, many details to include between September of 2006 and today, but the thought of documenting a summary of them is overwhelming. So, tomorrow I'll start over...with a renewed "commitment" to blogging. It'll be good to share this journey with those of you who choose to endure it with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (By the way, this picture was taken at Scott &amp;amp; Carol's wedding a few years ago, but I just love it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-5314361115212517980?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/5314361115212517980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=5314361115212517980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/5314361115212517980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/5314361115212517980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2007/06/sisters-inspiration.html' title='Sister&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDE6RpOTHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7S3RaXtouFs/s72-c/wedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-115716395024367654</id><published>2006-09-01T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T23:48:22.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a homeowner now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDIEBpOTLI/AAAAAAAAABM/AXI5TlavvS0/s1600-h/DSCN1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075776751532919986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDIEBpOTLI/AAAAAAAAABM/AXI5TlavvS0/s320/DSCN1522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Condo pics...kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDHqBpOTKI/AAAAAAAAABE/xNJDhQf5n3g/s1600-h/DSCN1523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075776304856321186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDHqBpOTKI/AAAAAAAAABE/xNJDhQf5n3g/s320/DSCN1523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living room with view into kitchen, entry and guest room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDHbBpOTJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/o6mgQ35avJ0/s1600-h/DSCN1521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075776047158283410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDHbBpOTJI/AAAAAAAAAA8/o6mgQ35avJ0/s320/DSCN1521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've been in Oxford since August 15th...even though it feels like I've been here for about a year. As of one week ago, I am a homeowner of my first condo! So exciting - it looks so good and I finally feel settled! Luckily, I don't have all the responsibilities of typical homeownership like mowing the lawn, landscaping, etc. Although, those chores would be a welcomed break from the reading and requirements of my PhD program! &lt;strong&gt;I am reading or studying ALL the time!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts of Oxford so far... it's a great college town! It's super small, which is a nice change from the Nashville/Franklin area. I know Nashville's not big, but when you drive up and down Hillsboro Road between Franklin and Green Hills every day, it's good to be able to drive from one side of a town to the other in about 7 minutes. I can go almost 3 weeks before I have to fill up on gas. Ole Miss is a BEAUTIFUL campus. Unfortunately, I don't get to venture out across campus very often. I find myself in Holman (Business) Hall, the Library, and the Student Union...the most often. They are all lumped really close together so it's a treat on Fridays when I get to go across campus to the Pharmacy school, where I take my Statistics class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've met good friends so far...at school, at church, and at the Christian Student Center. I'm looking forward to meeting more friends and to getting to know the ones I have met better. I have spent A LOT of time on my own since I've gotten here so when I do get to interact with others, they get an ear full... I just have SO much to say. (I know that's not hard to believe for those who know me well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football season starts this weekend so I'll get to experience "The Grove" for the first time. I have looked up the words to the infamous Ole Miss cheer, "Hotty Toddy," and discovered it makes absolutely no sense. So for those of you who think the whole War Eagle/Tiger thing makes no sense, start picking on Ole Miss for at least in Auburn, we have a story behind our battle cry! There's apparently not one in Oxford. In case you are wondering, the words are rated PG-13 so if you would prefer not to read words that can be taboo in the U.S. but are perfectly fine in Australia, don't read any further....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you ready? Hell yes! Damn right! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDF7RpOTII/AAAAAAAAAA0/_CoqRCis1Zk/s1600-h/DSCN1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075774402185809026" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDF7RpOTII/AAAAAAAAAA0/_CoqRCis1Zk/s320/DSCN1041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotty Toddy, Gosh almighty&lt;br /&gt;Who in the hell are we - Hey&lt;br /&gt;Flim Flam, Bim Bam&lt;br /&gt;Ole Miss By Damn."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess I get to embrace yet another SEC cheer with cuss words! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This picture is from my first Ole Miss game against Memphis. We actually won!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope things are going well with everyone! I will try to be more diligent about posting entries when exciting things happen. I know you guys are SO interested in what happens in my life! (SARCASM!!!) I miss you all!&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/31914241-115716395024367654?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/115716395024367654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=115716395024367654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/115716395024367654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/115716395024367654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-homeowner-now.html' title='I&apos;m a homeowner now!'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnDIEBpOTLI/AAAAAAAAABM/AXI5TlavvS0/s72-c/DSCN1522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31914241.post-115430117811922772</id><published>2006-07-30T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:12:58.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Last two weeks in Nashville</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess it's time to start blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving on August 15th to start a PhD program in Organizational Behavior at Ole Miss.  This is my two week notice for those of you who might be interested and haven't already heard I'm  getting out of Nashville.  Once I get to Oxford, this blog site will be much more interesting! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, I'm starting to pack up, reading books and articles on my pre-entry reading list, and catching up with friends.  I'm VERY NERVOUS (not going to lie), but I'm so excited about this new chapter in my life and everything God has in store for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to keep you updated on the adventures of a PhD program, new home ownership and on-campus SEC football!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31914241-115430117811922772?l=liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/feeds/115430117811922772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31914241&amp;postID=115430117811922772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/115430117811922772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31914241/posts/default/115430117811922772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liamsauntlulu.blogspot.com/2006/07/last-two-weeks-in-nashville.html' title='Last two weeks in Nashville'/><author><name>LiamsAuntLulu</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09113455588063958225</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_mimx6zXJDmY/RnHCnRpOTPI/AAAAAAAAABs/MYURdLzXx9U/s320/Christmas+Card+2006.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
