<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='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' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2012 13:54:25 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Infertility</category><category>The Giraffe</category><category>Marriage</category><category>Grandma</category><category>Sassy Wife T's</category><category>Date Night</category><category>Get Yo' Man Back Chicken</category><category>Arden B</category><category>Black WeBlog Awards</category><category>Low Carb</category><category>African Festival</category><category>GGG</category><category>Biggest Loser Contest</category><category>What Im Reading</category><category>New Camera</category><category>Protect</category><category>Holiday Gift Giveaway Hop</category><category>Clomid</category><category>Blessing</category><category>Police Officers</category><category>Diet</category><category>Mentally Secure</category><category>Chicago</category><category>Weight loss</category><category>New Apartment</category><category>Heels</category><category>Summer Shopping</category><category>Reviews and Giveaways</category><category>Pregnancy Symptoms</category><category>Legacy</category><category>Sassy Mahogany Wife</category><category>Testimony</category><category>Tribute to 20's</category><category>Diva</category><category>Breast Cancer Awareness</category><category>30th Birthday</category><category>Pregnancy</category><category>Pizza</category><category>Christmas</category><category>Black and Married with Kids</category><category>Fertility</category><category>Bronzeville</category><category>Wordless Wednesday</category><category>You Saved Me</category><category>Happy Birthday</category><category>Wives</category><category>Faith Shopping</category><category>Fruity Chair</category><category>Sassy Satchels</category><category>Miscarriage</category><category>Thank You</category><category>Baby BnB</category><category>Badge</category><category>Pumps</category><category>Recipe</category><category>SMW Mentor</category><category>McGhee Sextuplets</category><category>Mr Comments</category><title>Sassy Wife Chronicles</title><description></description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-5046259886713242731</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 19:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-16T13:23:26.140-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pregnancy Symptoms</category><title>My Initiation</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Hello, my name is Brandi and I am a “spitter”. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Although I am anxious to join my future Soros in the most amazing sorority of all time “Motherhood” the hazing process has been very challenging. My intense initiation began at about 8 weeks when I first befriended the porcelain beauty in my bathroom. On average I was throwing up about 2-3 times a day. The only relief I had was the thought that when I hit my second trimester this would all be gone and smooth sailing from there. After a couple of weeks I became a master of expelling my food. I could literally be shopping at Target and get the urge to throw up, run to the bathroom- throw up, get cleaned up with my handy throw up emergency kit and be back out on the floor shopping in 15 minutes tops. The vomiting has not been my most uncomfortable side effect. The one that I despise is the constant excessive saliva in my mouth. Oh it’s the most disgusting thing ever. Especially if you pride yourself on being a “lady” and spitting is just not a ladylike act. I had to come up with ways to hide the fact that I am spitting all day. I tried candy which helps but only as long as the candy last, once you sucked the life out of the candy here comes the fluid once again. I now carry around a small water bottle that I decorated with stickers. When in public I take a quick look around to make sure no one is staring at my beautiful self and once the coast is clear, I go for it. I quickly spit in my handy bottle. So far with this pregnancy I’ve had and still continue to throw up (not as often, maybe once every 3 days), I’ve had a terrible cold which I couldn’t take any medication for any relief; I have backache, headache, complete exhaustion and a growing cyst on my ovary which causes pain. However, when all of that is said an done the only thing that I have to do is listen&amp;nbsp;to this...&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-862f019ae49389b7" 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://redirector.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D862f019ae49389b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26cmo%3Dsensitive_content%253Dyes%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1340532792%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D164AAD37CC7CCC5E48C46CB8DD42AB7CBC47B3.62C94BDB84B564EB20C47AEDAF90E0EF90920A28%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D862f019ae49389b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D03lBQD-3xxn8PRj5B5Fh9Jdnoqs&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://redirector.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D862f019ae49389b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26cmo%3Dsensitive_content%253Dyes%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1340532792%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5D164AAD37CC7CCC5E48C46CB8DD42AB7CBC47B3.62C94BDB84B564EB20C47AEDAF90E0EF90920A28%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D862f019ae49389b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D03lBQD-3xxn8PRj5B5Fh9Jdnoqs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger" allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;That sound is one of the most beautiful sounds I've ever heard.&amp;nbsp; It empowers me and lets me know that there is light at the end of the tunnel and that this journey is just preparing me for the road ahead.&amp;nbsp; Things don’t always turn out as expected however you just have to learn to "dance in the rain". Please do not confuse my description of my hazing process as complaining. I am forever grateful and know that this is what I prayed for. It’s just that some of these symptoms took me by surprise and I’m wondering if any of you ladies had the excessive saliva during pregnancy. If so, what did you do for relief and how long did it last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-5046259886713242731?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2012/02/my-initiation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-7623506142557402798</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jan 2012 03:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-24T21:03:58.625-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pregnancy</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fertility</category><title>My Conversation</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KnSzawio5Q/Tx9vxDKg93I/AAAAAAAAAVM/8bSL6jaTDIE/s1600/DSC_0511.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gda="true" height="208" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KnSzawio5Q/Tx9vxDKg93I/AAAAAAAAAVM/8bSL6jaTDIE/s400/DSC_0511.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;The test was positive!!! This is what we have been waiting for right, well ..yes, however if you have ever experienced a miscarriage or in my case several miscarriages the test showing positive brings a different set of emotions; anxiety, trepidation, uncertainty, apprehension just to name a few. When the test came out positive I swore I would not tell a soul, not even Mister. I felt if a miscarriage had happened that I wanted to go through the motions on my own. No pity party for me this time. It was so hard keeping this from my close friends. One of my girlfriends had found out she was pregnant three weeks after my positive test and it pained me not to tell her. But I wasn’t ready to share the news with anyone yet and I knew that she and my other friends would understand. I did eventually break down and tell Mister a few days later, I could not hold it from him even if I tried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This time I decided I would do something different. You see normally I pray that whatever is in God’s will, shall be done; but this time I had a conversation with God. I asked him for exactly what I wanted. I asked for this baby to be properly implanted and safe in my womb for 9 months, I asked for a healthy, happy and let’s not forget beautiful baby. I asked for all of the worry and fear to be taken out of my heart and the remembrance of the pain of each loss to not attach those uninvited emotions to this pregnancy. I prayed for this strength every night and day and with each day that this baby remained in my womb I would thank God for allowing me to be a vessel to birth one of his children. Because of my high risk status this pregnancy was monitored weekly via sonogram from 5 weeks through 9 weeks and with every appointment I had a sense of confidence. I was able to watch this baby grow from a sac to a fetal pole with a heartbeat to an embryo and then onto a fetus. The miracle of birth never ceases to amaze me. This baby was conceived naturally a month after I had miscarried. We were scheduled to start IUI or Intrauterine Insemination in December; however this baby decided to implant on its own in October. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are my emotions like now at 17 weeks, well I am thrilled. We are due July 4th and our 3 year anniversary is July 5th. What an awesome anniversary present! I still worry naturally of course but to help ease my anxiety Mister bought me a fetal Doppler. I listen to the baby’s heartbeat twice a day and what a wonderful sound it is. The sex will be confirmed on February 28th and I cannot wait. At our first trimester scan they did guess the sex; however it was just a guess! Although, I am hoping that the guess was right. There was one thing that I forgot to pray for and that was a comfortable pregnancy… but I guess that would have been pushing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-7623506142557402798?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2012/01/my-conversation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KnSzawio5Q/Tx9vxDKg93I/AAAAAAAAAVM/8bSL6jaTDIE/s72-c/DSC_0511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-9112243273445381598</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 15:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-18T09:00:01.925-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Baby BnB</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Blessing</category><title>Wordless Wednesday-Our Little Firecracker (Due July 4th)</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDNIoE1WD7s/TxIOD5u0PxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gQZz6Rw_MCE/s1600/Baby+BnB.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" kba="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDNIoE1WD7s/TxIOD5u0PxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gQZz6Rw_MCE/s320/Baby+BnB.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our little blessing at 14 weeks.&amp;nbsp; I am actually 17 weeks today!!&amp;nbsp; Thanks for all of your continued prayers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-9112243273445381598?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2012/01/wordless-wednesday-our-little.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TDNIoE1WD7s/TxIOD5u0PxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gQZz6Rw_MCE/s72-c/Baby+BnB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-5635019609983789546</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2011 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-08-30T20:18:46.333-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Miscarriage</category><title>Mending a Broken Heart</title><description>Wow, I know it has been a while since I've updated my blog but I have been busy.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping to log in and share some exciting news with you all but instead I find myself journaling another loss. I'm not sure how to grieve for this recent loss as I was so certain that this blessing would come right before my 31st birthday next year.&amp;nbsp; I'm probably rambling and this post probably makes no sense but this was the best therapy for me right now.&amp;nbsp; To just write, type about whatever comes to mind.&amp;nbsp; Hubby and I conceived after two rounds of Clomid and I was so elated.&amp;nbsp; I just found out today that my HCG levels have dropped drastically and the baby will miscarry.&amp;nbsp; I'm numb, heart broken but still hopeful and prayerful.&amp;nbsp; I know God has a plan for us and it just may be a little different from the one that I see for myself.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to share some personal thoughts that I wrote about earlier this year when we decided to start the Clomid. I don't mean to depress anyone, I simply came back to my blog as a much needed outlet to clear my mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Precious Baby,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it’s two days before my 30th birthday. I thought you would be here by now but God had another plan for you. I know you will be here soon. I feel your existence approaching which is why I started this love letter for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had a baby cousin born today. Her name is Sydney Lauren and she weighed 6 pounds 9 ounces. I’m so happy to welcome a new baby girl into our family. She is healthy and her mommy, daddy and grand mommy seem so happy. I really cannot wait for the day that I get to see you. Hold you and kiss you. Well to be honest I can’t wait until the day you change the lines on the pregnancy test from one line to a double line. I long for you, you are wanted way before you are even in existence. I pray that you show up soon. I pray that you are healthy, happy and know how much love went into making sure you got here. I have some names picked out for you already. If you are a boy then your name is going to be Brendan or Braylon or even Brandon after your daddy. If you are a girl then your name will be BriAnna June McKinnor. You will be named after your great grandmother Anna June Black. She raised me and she passed away two years ago. Boy how I love and miss her. If you could have met her, that would have been amazing. I know I carry her around in my heart and spirit so I will try to instill everything that grandma taught me into you. I thought I would start this journal for you to read when you get older. If you’re like me then you love history and knowing where you came from. This is the start to my long love letter to you, way before you were conceived. Your daddy and I are going to start working on creating you right away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer: God please bless us with one of your children to love on this dear earth of yours. Let your child walk with Brandon and I. Please bless my womb. In Jesus name I pray. Amen &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/5636242828957040482-5635019609983789546?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2011/08/mending-broken-heart.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><thr:total>17</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-2828808059645132077</guid><pubDate>Sun, 23 Jan 2011 16:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-11T10:21:20.258-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>30th Birthday</category><title>My Imaginary Bff,</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TTvYMrUewSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EimIrdN9_Ro/s1600/1891575028_c59ed8cc1c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TTvYMrUewSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EimIrdN9_Ro/s320/1891575028_c59ed8cc1c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The one goal on my list of &lt;a href="http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2011/01/inevitable.html"&gt;things to do before I turn 30&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;that I was most doubtful&amp;nbsp;about was getting tickets to the Oprah show.&amp;nbsp; I already had it made up in my mind that it wouldn't happen because it was her last season and I'm sure they are getting an overwhelming submission of fans trying to sit in her fabulous audience.&amp;nbsp; I had already planned on&amp;nbsp;doing&amp;nbsp; my photo shoot downtown with intentions of stopping by Harpo studios for a lovely shot outside (Never Settle).&amp;nbsp; After I created my post, I set a reminder in my calendar to visit Oprah.com every day to submit a request for tickets to the show.&amp;nbsp; Well persistence does pay off.&amp;nbsp; On Friday, January 21 I received an email from Oprah Show Reservations with the subject Oprah Show UPDATE!!! PLEASE READ AND RESPOND!!!! My heart nearly hit the floor.&amp;nbsp; I read the email and it asked me to confirm that me and 3 of my friends will be able to attend the taping on January 26th and that it was on&amp;nbsp;a first come first serve basis.&amp;nbsp; I needed to respond ASAP with the names of my guest and confirm that I am available for the A taping.&amp;nbsp; I noticed that the email was sent that morning at 10:30 am and by the time I responded it was 11:00 am.&amp;nbsp; I was sure they had already filled up the&amp;nbsp;audience by then.&amp;nbsp; At 1:30pm I received my confirmation that me and my 3 guest were confirmed for the taping.&amp;nbsp; Hallelujah... I was all smiles and had to stop working for a minute.&amp;nbsp; I printed off the confirmation and took it&amp;nbsp;around the office gloating to my colleagues.&amp;nbsp; I was soooooooooooo happy.&amp;nbsp;My mine started racing, what am I going to wear, I need to get their early, I'm so excited!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got up and went to the mall looking for my outfit.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The instructions asked us&amp;nbsp;to refrain from wearing white and all beige because it does something funky to the cameras, and also to wear bright colors.&amp;nbsp; A few people who went told me that they seat you according to the way you are dressed.&amp;nbsp; So I was on a mission to find my Oprah outfit. I was in the mall trying on countless skirts, tops and sweaters.&amp;nbsp; I already knew I wanted a nice pencil skirt, knee boots,&amp;nbsp;a button up blouse with a sweater over it and a thin belt around my waist.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I already saw me at the show, I just had to find that outfit. I found the perfect coordinating bright bold colors, it was classy yet sexy and a bit trendy.&amp;nbsp; I was sure to be seated in the front row with this get up!&amp;nbsp; I purchased my outfit and I was on cloud 10,&amp;nbsp; my next stop was Mac, because I needed some more of my favorite lip glass "Love Nectar".&amp;nbsp; The moment I stepped out of the store I grabbed my phone to check my emails.&amp;nbsp; I had an email from Oprah Show Reservations and&amp;nbsp;my heart began palpating.&amp;nbsp; When I opened it the first word I saw was "Unfortunately" my palms began to perspire and after I read the rest of the email I had to sit down.&amp;nbsp; My reservation for our scheduled taping had been canceled due to production changes&amp;nbsp;and they had&amp;nbsp;to remove me and my party from this show ( Heart sank...Crushed), however, the email went on to say&amp;nbsp;that they will do&amp;nbsp;their best to accommodate&amp;nbsp;me in a future show and provided me with a list of the February dates with instructions on selecting my first and second choice dates.&amp;nbsp; Okay, we still have hope but the email also said to respond ASAP so that they can give me my first choice and the seats are filling up quickly.&amp;nbsp; I looked over the dates and sent back my 1st and second choice. Called my girlfriend to tell her what happen and we were both feeling down.&amp;nbsp; Oprah how could you do this ..you were my ace boon,, my bff, my imaginary mentor noooooooooooo.&amp;nbsp; So I snapped out of my funk got off the phone with my girlfriend and checked my email and yes!! I got the confirmation of my show date for Friday, Feb 11th.&amp;nbsp; I quickly called my friend back and told her operation Oprah was back on!&amp;nbsp; Mind you all of this time I am still sitting in the mall looking crazy with all of these emotions, it went from excitement to disappointment&amp;nbsp;and back&amp;nbsp; to&amp;nbsp;excitement in&amp;nbsp;a matter of minutes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After speaking to everyone in my party I was informed that one of my girls wouldn't be able to make it bummer.&amp;nbsp; So when I got home I sent an email to Oprah Show Reservations&amp;nbsp; and apologized and told them that I had responded too soon and if the Wednesday, Feb 9th B taping was available I love to have that date (Check me out...negotiating with Oprah studios) I told them that if it wasn't available to keep us confirmed for Friday, Feb 11 however 1 of my guest will not be able to attend.&amp;nbsp; By the time I clicked refresh they responded with my confirmation for Wednesday, Feb 9th.&amp;nbsp; Needless to say Oprah is back to being my imaginary Bff, ace&amp;nbsp;boon and mentor.&amp;nbsp; I will be sure to let you know all about the taping and when it is supposed to air.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&amp;nbsp; I took back that outfit, because now I have more time to find the perfect O-outfit.&amp;nbsp; Besides with the way my diet is going I probably won't be able to fit it in 3 weeks.&amp;nbsp; I'm already down 10 pounds!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-2828808059645132077?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2011/02/my-imaginary-bff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TTvYMrUewSI/AAAAAAAAAUs/EimIrdN9_Ro/s72-c/1891575028_c59ed8cc1c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-633544751138159047</guid><pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2011 03:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-01-06T21:45:01.453-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>30th Birthday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Tribute to 20's</category><title>The Inevitable</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TSZ7gImIGjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JvLfJdZxsY8/s1600/turning+30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TSZ7gImIGjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JvLfJdZxsY8/s320/turning+30.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There is no turning back now! The inevitable is sneaking up on me and approaching at what appears to be an accelerated speed. In approximately 106 days yours truly will turn the big 30! Nothing like the New Year to help you re-evaluate your life, however this New Year, 2011, the year that I turn 30 really made me take a look at the things I've already accomplished and the goals that I am still pursuing. I can honestly say that this lackluster milestone does not intimidate me one bit. For one, it is inevitable therefore I've embraced it and I realize that every single thing I've gone through in life thus far has help lead me to where I am today; blessed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Instead of having a pity party or being depressed about my newly acquired wisdom I plan to celebrate this birthday in style, pausing to appreciate both the fun in my 20's and the new experiences to come in my future. As a tribute to my 20's I along with my friends and &lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;bloggers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://misterswife.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and &lt;a href="http://thelifeofatiredmommy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharina&lt;/a&gt;,&amp;nbsp;were able to come up with a list of 10 things to do before I turn 30.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Lose 30 pounds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You look good, you feel good, point blank!! This is a must and something that I have already begun working on. The gym is my new BFF! I know this is going to take some work but I am definitely up for the challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Complete Jillian Michael's 30 Day Shred&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've had this DVD for quite sometime now and I always get to about day 14 and quit! If you are not familiar with this workout it is an intense 20 minute workout that uses aerobic and anaerobic intervals which helps you burn fat faster. Well this go round I plan on completing the entire 30 days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Be A Diva for a Night / Karaoke &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I would love to put on a sexy sequin dress, a nice wig and sing R E S P E C T! I've always been nervous about this because if you ever go to a Karaoke bar those folks take this serious! I didn't want them to boo me or get upset because I was fooling around. But like I said this is a new year and a new me, who cares if I get booed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Race Car Driving&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For some reason I've wanted to do this for quite some time now but never had the guts to do it. After watching Real Housewives of Atlanta and seeing Sheree and Candy go at it, it was quickly added to my list of things to do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Weekend Road Trip with the Girls&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No explanation needed just FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Pole Dancing Class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those flirty girl fitness classes look like tons of fun. I think I may have to work on shedding a few pounds first before I hoist my voluptuous self up on somebody’s pole! I am really looking forward to this class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Win tickets to the Oprah Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I heart Oprah and have tried to get tickets to her show for years now. I remember working for a customer service call center while in undergrad and instead of taking calls I would be calling the Oprah hotline to win tickets. I would have at least 5 phone lines dialing in but as you can see I never got through! It breaks my heart that this is her last season and I possibly will never get to be apart of her fabulous audience. I am going to keep trying!! SN: OWN is my new default channel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Make-Over &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When the weight is off and all is said and done, I want a make-over. Out with the old and in with the new&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Have a Photo shoot Session &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A nice photo shoot to show off my new look and to capture me while I can still mumble a 20 something girly girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Couples massage with Mr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nine times out of ten he will think this is "Fruity" but I think this will be a really nice experience for both of us. I would like for us to go to a place of solace, where we will be able to connect spiritually and tune into each others thoughts. We both have unspoken frustrations due to our conception obstacles but I have adopted the notion that God's delays are not God's denials, thanks to some of my wonderful followers! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TSaKN5_1mJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/MkHeO5IDy9M/s1600/30zone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TSaKN5_1mJI/AAAAAAAAAUo/MkHeO5IDy9M/s320/30zone.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I did this list because 30 is the start of a new chapter in my life and I wanted to seal my 20's on a high note. I had to look inward to really assess the highs and lows of my 20's and I realized when you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change and regardless of my current station in life, I have a spiritual contract to make joy my constant companion and that I don't have to live a life filled with less-than-joyful activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy New Year! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Peace and Blessings..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-633544751138159047?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2011/01/inevitable.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TSZ7gImIGjI/AAAAAAAAAUk/JvLfJdZxsY8/s72-c/turning+30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-8054213912095005776</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 04:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-28T08:05:32.416-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>New Camera</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Faith Shopping</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Christmas</category><title>How I Burnt Christmas Breakfast</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkpJxht9PI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6daUt_vsjfs/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkpJxht9PI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6daUt_vsjfs/s400/DSC_0080.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I guess Santa thought I was a good girl this year because I was blessed with a wonderful Christmas.&amp;nbsp; After several hints for a new camera, Mr. Clause gave me&amp;nbsp;the perfect entry level D-SLR; The Nikon D3100.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRlXFWhpvNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/VtEzmA00_aI/s1600/DSC_0060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRlXFWhpvNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/VtEzmA00_aI/s320/DSC_0060.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This was a big surprise because I told him not to worry about me for Christmas and to take care of everyone else.&amp;nbsp; We had a ton of family members that we wanted to get gifts for to show our appreciation&amp;nbsp;for them touching our lives&amp;nbsp;in more ways than one.&amp;nbsp; However, Mr. loves to surprise me and for the last two weeks he had me&amp;nbsp;convinced that I would be getting a stocking stuffer for Christmas and then we would do something really big for Valentine's day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;He&amp;nbsp;worked on&amp;nbsp;Christmas Eve and arrived home at about 6 a.m. Christmas morning. As soon as I heard&amp;nbsp;him walk through the door I jumped out of bed so that we could unwrap our presents.&amp;nbsp; Finally, after shaking my present all week I was able to open it up and see&amp;nbsp;what was in the box.&amp;nbsp;It was a memory card wrapped in a huge box which is why there was so much shaking going on inside there.&amp;nbsp; I was pleased with that gift because&amp;nbsp;I knew it was a hint for something bigger.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We laid down for a few and about an hour later Mr. gave me another wrapped present.&amp;nbsp; One that was not under the tree and one that I did not get to shake all week.&amp;nbsp; I opened the gift like a big kid and it was a&amp;nbsp;Nikon Digital Starter Kit which consisted of &amp;nbsp;D-SLR Camera System Case, Nikon School Instructional DVD, cleaning kit, &amp;amp; Tripod.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No longer able to sleep because he has me wondering if her&amp;nbsp;got the camera already or not,&amp;nbsp;I decided to make breakfast.&amp;nbsp; While making breakfast Mr came behind me with another present.&amp;nbsp;This&amp;nbsp;one is somewhat heavy, no shaking this present so&amp;nbsp;I quickly opened&amp;nbsp;it and WOW... to my surprise there it was my Nikon D3100.&amp;nbsp;I was so enthralled with my new toy, admiring the lenses (as if I knew what the heck I was looking at) &amp;nbsp;that I completely forgot about breakfast... that is until we said "is something burning?"&amp;nbsp; I really wish I had taken a picture of those burnt pancakes but I had way to much excitement going on to even think&amp;nbsp;about that.&amp;nbsp;Yeah.. so breakfast was burnt but I&amp;nbsp;was&amp;nbsp;so ecstatic about the camera to care and Mr was filled with pride and joy by seeing me&amp;nbsp;so giddy that he didn't care either.&amp;nbsp;That man never ceases to amaze me and he always knows how to make me feel special.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;He&lt;/strike&gt; I really lucked up when &lt;strike&gt;he&lt;/strike&gt; I met &lt;strike&gt;me&lt;/strike&gt;&amp;nbsp;him.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;I love my new camera, and have already registered for classes so that I can become more familiar with SLR's and their full capabilities. I wanted a new camera to enhance my blogging experience and to capture the true beauty in my photos that are posted. However, after receiving such a wonderful camera from Mr. this just might be a new hobby of mine. I took a few point and shoot shots to publish with this post. I can't wait until I take the classes and become more familiar with all of the functionalities of the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRlXhRcuzXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-jEuJ17r0wQ/s1600/DSC_0112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRlXhRcuzXI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-jEuJ17r0wQ/s400/DSC_0112.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRlY1bwSErI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xQBuS3Rzupk/s1600/DSC_0072.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRlY1bwSErI/AAAAAAAAAUg/xQBuS3Rzupk/s400/DSC_0072.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRko9Fs0meI/AAAAAAAAATw/HMHkfAI_rMI/s400/DSC_0119.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkpizNG3rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/75biPJOgG-o/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkpizNG3rI/AAAAAAAAAT8/75biPJOgG-o/s400/DSC_0078.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkrsNWEqCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/pFnrbUWF-4g/s1600/DSC_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkrsNWEqCI/AAAAAAAAAUI/pFnrbUWF-4g/s400/DSC_0134.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep our little Faith Gift was under the Tree!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkr6K6e23I/AAAAAAAAAUM/BBJMPugldHc/s1600/DSC_0121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkr6K6e23I/AAAAAAAAAUM/BBJMPugldHc/s400/DSC_0121.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRksHMoImFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/TqAsmM44nMg/s1600/DSC_0127.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRksHMoImFI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/TqAsmM44nMg/s400/DSC_0127.JPG" width="400" /&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/5636242828957040482-8054213912095005776?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/12/how-i-burnt-christmas-breakfast.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRkpJxht9PI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6daUt_vsjfs/s72-c/DSC_0080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-3330178348859456978</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2010 21:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-25T17:22:32.652-06:00</atom:updated><title>Merry Christmas....</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQUWL7BAI/AAAAAAAAATg/nv-EQStq2Hs/s1600/STP61872.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQUWL7BAI/AAAAAAAAATg/nv-EQStq2Hs/s400/STP61872.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;To me, Christmas is the most magical time of year. I was raised by my grandmother and she always insured that my brother and I had a wonderful Christmas. She created traditions for me that I intend to pass onto my children. One that always makes me smile is decorating for the holidays. We were always the best lit house on the block. Every year she would change the colors of the lights and ornaments&amp;nbsp;and it was always a two color combination because multicolor lights were a huge NO NO for grandma.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We would decorate the outside bushes and the porch shortly after Thanksgiving and our house lit up the entire block.&amp;nbsp; So if we did red then as soon as you turned the corner on our block you saw our tall tree in front of my house glowing red! The Christmas tree was a big deal in&amp;nbsp;our house, it was always purchased a few days before&amp;nbsp;Christmas and of course we always had a real tree.&amp;nbsp;We would decorate the tree on&amp;nbsp;Christmas Eve. &amp;nbsp;My grandma would reluctantly allow my brother and I to place the ornaments on the tree, however she completely micro managed the project as she told us where to place every single ornament. This time of year is when&amp;nbsp; my grandma&amp;nbsp;stays on my mind. Every best lit house on a block that&amp;nbsp;I pass, or simply&amp;nbsp; me trying to recreate the magic that she gave me in my own home brings back those wonderful memories and a few tears along with it. I cherish all of those moments that we had and can still hear her managing me decorate my own tree.&amp;nbsp; Mr. always ask why does it take&amp;nbsp;a week to decorate our tree but he doesn't understand&amp;nbsp;the strategic detailing that goes into placing each bulb on that&amp;nbsp;tree.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When I see the lights, the ornaments and hear the Christmas music it brings me to that frame of reference...those memories as a child. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Since being on my own I've always adopted that tradition and had a Christmas tree in my home, although unlike my grandma, I've opted for an artificial tree at least until we have&amp;nbsp;kids then maybe I will consider getting a real tree.&amp;nbsp; This year I decided to go with purple and silver and ended up putting slight touches of gold in there also.&amp;nbsp; Mr calls my tree the Prince Purple Rain tree because of the purple ornaments.&amp;nbsp; This was our first Christmas in our new apartment and I really loved decorating it for the holidays.&amp;nbsp;In our complex many people put up decorations a little late for me. So for a while our home really stood out.&amp;nbsp; But as the lights in other homes went up my competitive streak came out and I was in a competition with my neighbors only they didn't know it.&amp;nbsp; Michael's became&amp;nbsp;my second home over the past few weeks.&amp;nbsp; I loved the fact that you can print off those 40% or 50% off coupons so I did most of my holiday decor shopping there.&amp;nbsp; Every time I saw a neighbors home who gave mine a run for the money, off to Michael's I went.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun little hobby for me and I really enjoyed it.&amp;nbsp; Our home turned out wonderful and I was finally finished adding lights a few days ago.&amp;nbsp;What really brings me&amp;nbsp;joy is&amp;nbsp;at night when I am driving home and I can look&amp;nbsp;up from the expressway near my home and see my lights. &amp;nbsp;Well I added some of my pics, and my camera really doesn't do them any justice. This is the last time you will hear me&amp;nbsp;complain&amp;nbsp;about my images&amp;nbsp;because Mr got me a Nikon D3100 for Christmas this year.&amp;nbsp; What a wonderful hubby I have.&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK6QZzbpCI/AAAAAAAAASg/xVGjDxU8nJQ/s1600/STP61849.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK6QZzbpCI/AAAAAAAAASg/xVGjDxU8nJQ/s400/STP61849.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The sassy wife&amp;nbsp;ornament&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQjYy_AMI/AAAAAAAAATk/m7GpB-qLWHM/s1600/STP61878.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQjYy_AMI/AAAAAAAAATk/m7GpB-qLWHM/s400/STP61878.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Sassy Hat&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK-rfqNeTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Gc_q8rSc0vw/s1600/STP61853.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK-rfqNeTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Gc_q8rSc0vw/s400/STP61853.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Ballerina&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQLv3AgwI/AAAAAAAAATc/BdERtDn8_y8/s1600/STP61880.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQLv3AgwI/AAAAAAAAATc/BdERtDn8_y8/s400/STP61880.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Flowers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK65tMjzoI/AAAAAAAAASw/RB3S3z17zdI/s1600/STP61851.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK65tMjzoI/AAAAAAAAASw/RB3S3z17zdI/s400/STP61851.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cinnamon sticks that I coated with purple glitter. They give the house a warm and festive aroma&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQpzAvX0I/AAAAAAAAATo/_GqCin9EC3c/s1600/STP61883.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQpzAvX0I/AAAAAAAAATo/_GqCin9EC3c/s400/STP61883.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turtle Dove&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ ﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK7SZlkMSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/zSqDS3CkXPI/s1600/STP61813.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK7SZlkMSI/AAAAAAAAAS8/zSqDS3CkXPI/s400/STP61813.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Touches of holiday cheer around the house&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ ﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK80mvnSBI/AAAAAAAAATM/wYWNZLKeE-E/s1600/IMG_0304.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK80mvnSBI/AAAAAAAAATM/wYWNZLKeE-E/s400/IMG_0304.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;Wreath I made with purple hydrangeas&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="72" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK7DObPuvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ijn0XuYm1AY/s320/STP61830.JPG" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 413px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 3268px; visibility: hidden;" width="96" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK7DObPuvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ijn0XuYm1AY/s1600/STP61830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRK7DObPuvI/AAAAAAAAAS0/Ijn0XuYm1AY/s400/STP61830.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone&amp;nbsp;has a very&amp;nbsp;Merry Christmas and I pray that&amp;nbsp; your heart is filled with lots of love, joy and blessings&amp;nbsp;during this&amp;nbsp;holiday season.....&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TQ-_bGfp02I/AAAAAAAAASY/lMaHdT57f10/s1600/Christmas+2010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TQ-_bGfp02I/AAAAAAAAASY/lMaHdT57f10/s400/Christmas+2010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Chat with you next year...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-3330178348859456978?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/12/oh-christmas-tree.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TRZQUWL7BAI/AAAAAAAAATg/nv-EQStq2Hs/s72-c/STP61872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-3495790244273094495</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2010 22:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-10T16:33:43.500-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Trial Run (Adventures of King Sunshine) Pt. 2</title><description>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw9vSZ_KiI/AAAAAAAAASM/17XhlDdjcvY/s1600/Sunshine+ornaments.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw9vSZ_KiI/AAAAAAAAASM/17XhlDdjcvY/s400/Sunshine+ornaments.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;King Sunshine discovered some garland that I had under the tree. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;By Saturday we were able to figure out King Sunshine’s communicating signals and anticipate his needs creating a happy environment for all parties involved. For instance, when he rubbed his eyes I knew all he needed was a bottle, his blanket and sleep would soon follow. If he started to whine then he was hungry and if he let out a full fledged cry then his gums were bothering him (poor baby) . Being able to stay a step ahead of him was the game plan for the day. At 7:30 pm we gave him his bath, a bottle, his medicine, read him a bed time story and down he went. He woke up once that night and I simply cuddled him and put him back to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&amp;nbsp;was such a good baby and I had a wonderful experience with him, although, I must admit by Sunday I was happy about sending him home!! Yes, I had his bag packed and at the door. When Mr said he was ready to leave, King Sunshine was bundled up and ready to go in a matter of seconds. I waved "bye bye" to him all the way down the hall and let out a long sigh of relief once they were on the elevator and out of site. I&amp;nbsp; took&amp;nbsp;one glance around my house&amp;nbsp;and it looked like a tornado came through it, I was sleep deprived and&amp;nbsp;the weekend flew by. I cleaned the house and&amp;nbsp;moved the furniture back to normal, grabbed a blanket, laid on the couch and literally passed out for 6 hours!&amp;nbsp;When I woke up&amp;nbsp;something didn't feel right, the house was clean and everything was back in place but…it just seemed too quite!&amp;nbsp; My "Ah haa" moment arrived as I discovered what the problem was...I missed King Sunshine.&amp;nbsp; I missed his smiling face,&amp;nbsp;his innocent presence, his slobber, those glances of curiosity, his bath time when he would splash me, and his constant banging (he loved banging on things). The Mr. and I look forward to more weekends with the little King but of course&amp;nbsp;once&amp;nbsp;I recover from this one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The dirty diapers, the snotty nose, the slobber, the crying, the spit up, the lack of sleep&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;the immediate&amp;nbsp;&lt;span goog-spell-original="imdiate"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;loss of &lt;span goog-spell-original="atonomy"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;autonomy&amp;nbsp;was really an eye opener for me. I've read mounds of parenting books and did tons of research but&amp;nbsp;none of those books could ever&amp;nbsp;prepare me for that weekend.&amp;nbsp; I have a new found respect for parents! I knew parenting was not an easy task however, you really do not know the full extent of what you are getting yourself into until you experience it.&amp;nbsp; I've&amp;nbsp;come to the realization that&amp;nbsp;motherhood is a sorority with an initiation unlike no other.&amp;nbsp; I only had a mere glimpse of what being a part of that sorority would be like and let’s just say I salute you and even after this weekend, I would be honored to join!&amp;nbsp; I’m not sure if you can ever be&amp;nbsp;prepared for something like this, however I do know that it will&amp;nbsp; completely change my existence&amp;nbsp; on this earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;autonomy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;immediate&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-3495790244273094495?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/12/trial-run-adventures-of-king-sunshine_10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw9vSZ_KiI/AAAAAAAAASM/17XhlDdjcvY/s72-c/Sunshine+ornaments.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-1853040908209047869</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 17:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-08T11:17:32.665-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Trial Run (Adventures of King Sunshine) Pt. 1</title><description>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw8UeD3X6I/AAAAAAAAASA/0o39VDkTKCk/s1600/King+Sunshine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw8UeD3X6I/AAAAAAAAASA/0o39VDkTKCk/s400/King+Sunshine.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;King Sunshine&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿﻿This past weekend Mr. decided to have&amp;nbsp;our&amp;nbsp;8 month old nephew&amp;nbsp;(King Sunshine) over to capture what it would be like to have a baby in our home, the trial run as Mr. called it.&amp;nbsp; Of course I was thrilled&amp;nbsp;because King Sunshine is such a happy and pleasant baby.&amp;nbsp; Once he confirmed with King Sunshine's mother that he indeed would spend the weekend with us, almost instantaneously&amp;nbsp;mounds of&amp;nbsp;armature questions began to fill my brain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;What type of food&amp;nbsp;does he eat? Do I boil his bottles?&amp;nbsp; Can he sleep in the bed with us? Will he be home sick and cry the whole weekend? Will he knock down my Christmas tree? Should I move my coffee table? We are supposed to have a snow storm...will we be snowed in with King Sunshine?&amp;nbsp;Will we get any sleep this weekend? &lt;/blockquote&gt;Now I've been around&amp;nbsp;quite a few&amp;nbsp;babies growing up, however I've never had a direct&amp;nbsp;hand in taking care of them.&amp;nbsp; So it led me to question myself in caring&amp;nbsp;for this little being for the next two days.&amp;nbsp;Well all of those questions became obsolete when he arrived at our home. Although it took me a few hours to warm up to him, once I did my innate nurturing abilities came forth and I was able to sense when he was hungry, needed a diaper change or just wanted some attention.&amp;nbsp; ﻿﻿ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Friday I had to venture to Target&amp;nbsp;to pick up some formula for him.&amp;nbsp;His mother told&amp;nbsp;us that he needed Enfamil Lipil, OK... no problem... right?&amp;nbsp;Only when I got to Target they had Enfamil Lipil (Colic), Enfamil Lipil (Premature), Enfamil Lipil (Nighttime), Enfamil Lipil (Upset Stomach) -Ummmmm can&amp;nbsp;I just &amp;nbsp;get some milk for the baby please!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Finally, after finding the formula with no subheading I&amp;nbsp;headed toward&amp;nbsp; the toy section.&amp;nbsp; I found a&amp;nbsp;cute bright red toy&amp;nbsp;that emulated car&amp;nbsp;and animal sounds and I figured it would keep his attention.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Now off to find a&amp;nbsp;book&amp;nbsp;....&amp;nbsp;I love Dr. Seuss and was immediately drawn to Green Eggs and Ham (my favorite) and The Cat and the Hat,&amp;nbsp;but once I opened them I realized these books were too advanced for an eight month old.&amp;nbsp; So I continued to peruse the book section until I found ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TP1hvwflkjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1H5ChrgtFyk/s1600/So+Big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TP1hvwflkjI/AAAAAAAAASQ/1H5ChrgtFyk/s1600/So+Big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;How Big is So Big...Soooo Big!&amp;nbsp; Read this book to him about 4 times while he looked at me with a questioning look as I exaggerated every word and motion.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ I found all of my goodies to make our home a little more baby friendly.&amp;nbsp; Once I go to the check out the sales associate said&amp;nbsp;"That will be $65".&amp;nbsp;Which prompted a&amp;nbsp;blank stare from me... "For what" Formula $26, Nursery Water $5, baby food $6, toy $15, and book $10 +tax?&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Note to self "Breast Feed".&lt;/em&gt; After the shock of how much formula cost I made my purchase and headed home to await our little visitor.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first night...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;﻿﻿King Sunshine arrived at my house at about 8:30&amp;nbsp;Friday night and was asleep from the car ride.&amp;nbsp; However as soon as I picked him up to remove his outerwear those bright eyes opened up.&amp;nbsp; At first he was looking at us like ummmm..who are you but once&amp;nbsp;he got&amp;nbsp;comfortable there was no stopping him.&amp;nbsp;I was so excited about the new toy I got him so&amp;nbsp;I ripped it out the package (with Mr's help and him telling me to calm down), wiped it off and gave it to him. While he was busy banging on the toy we moved the ottomans and coffee table out of the Kings way so that he can roam freely. He explored&amp;nbsp;our home, stared at the Christmas tree then eventually worked up enough nerve to crawl towards it. I gave him the Noooo sound and he&amp;nbsp;looked at&amp;nbsp;me, smiled and began crawling back to me. Our 1200 square foot apartment seemed to shrink by the minute with him there.&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw8bAVjo3I/AAAAAAAAASE/dYcAjonKkP4/s1600/Sunshine+tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw8bAVjo3I/AAAAAAAAASE/dYcAjonKkP4/s320/Sunshine+tree.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Over to the Tree he goes!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿By this time&amp;nbsp;it's getting late and time for bed but someone looked wide awake!&amp;nbsp; I read to him, dimmed the lights and finally read the instructions on the formula can so that I can make his bottle.&amp;nbsp; Once we gave him his bottle he was fast asleep... or so we thought.&amp;nbsp; He literally woke up 15 minutes later and was wide awake&amp;nbsp;almost as if he just had one of those power naps.&amp;nbsp; The Mr. and I looked at each other&amp;nbsp;with an unspoken glance of "What did we get ourselves into"!&amp;nbsp; By now I'm really tired and the King just would not go to sleep, he was laughing and&amp;nbsp;talking and soon crying.&amp;nbsp; We fed him, changed his diaper, read to him and played with him so.... Why are you crying??&amp;nbsp; The King quickly let us know that from Friday to Sunday this is his Kingdom and &amp;nbsp;he will be running things around here!!&amp;nbsp; At about 2 am I was taking an aspirin to relieve me of the headache I had from lack of sleep and crying baby syndrome.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Thankfully 30 minutes after that my headache dissipated and the King&amp;nbsp; was asleep.&amp;nbsp; Oh he looked so cute and&amp;nbsp;peaceful ...sleeping!!!&amp;nbsp; He slept in the middle of Mr and I and neither one of us ever really went to sleep.&amp;nbsp; Any sound or movement and&amp;nbsp;both of us were looking at the King, we would stare until his chest moved&amp;nbsp;letting us know that he was breathing&amp;nbsp;and then we would drift back into that light sleep.&amp;nbsp;I lied completely still and never really moved for fear of&amp;nbsp; rolling on him and my arms kept getting pins and needles because of the way I was laying.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Shake it off were my thoughts because my comfort didn't exist this weekend.&amp;nbsp; All that mattered was the King, his comfort level and his well being.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw9dlYLOII/AAAAAAAAASI/KNciPeW7Bro/s1600/Toy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw9dlYLOII/AAAAAAAAASI/KNciPeW7Bro/s320/Toy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This was a really cool toy! Made all kinds of sounds and really kept his attention for more than 15 minutes at a time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The next morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;At about 8 am the King woke us up with a congested cough. I hated the way it sounded and so did Mr, so we called King Sunshine's mother to see what type of cold medicine she gives him and thankfully she had some packed in his bag. We gave him the medicine and 20 minutes later that nasty cough was gone. Now I'm looking at this baby and wondering what do we do next.&amp;nbsp; I took him into the living room while Mr slept.&amp;nbsp; Already the Mr&amp;nbsp;and I were establishing a routine with him.&amp;nbsp; He would sleep during the day while I kept King Sunshine and I would sleep at night while he had the night shift with the King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿I've learned so much this weekend,&amp;nbsp;more than any book or online research could ever teach me.&amp;nbsp; In an attempt to keep this post short I decided to split it into a 2 part post.&amp;nbsp; The second part I will share the rest of the weekend as well as my thoughts on babies and motherhood.&amp;nbsp; All I can say is that this was truly a trial run and I am so grateful that I experienced it.&amp;nbsp; &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/5636242828957040482-1853040908209047869?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/12/trial-run-adventures-of-king-sunshine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPw8UeD3X6I/AAAAAAAAASA/0o39VDkTKCk/s72-c/King+Sunshine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-6109308195637084609</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 2010 20:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-09T14:17:15.502-06:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Holiday Gift Giveaway Hop</category><title>Holiday Gift Giveaway Hop</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPZhNJKmAII/AAAAAAAAAR8/xtTH3yGmPCI/s1600/staciexmas2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPZhNJKmAII/AAAAAAAAAR8/xtTH3yGmPCI/s1600/staciexmas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow!!&amp;nbsp; It seems like forever since I've updated my blog.&amp;nbsp;I hope everyone had a fabulous Thanksgiving! &amp;nbsp;I totally deserve a tongue lashing for slacking on my blog postings.&amp;nbsp; So in hopes to make it up to ya, I am participating in the Holiday Gift Giveaway Hop! This event has been months in planning and I am super excited that the day is finally here! I have&amp;nbsp;$100 in Gift&amp;nbsp;Cards&amp;nbsp;for&amp;nbsp;4 lucky winners ($25 each)...&amp;nbsp;Just in time for the holidays!&amp;nbsp; The contest will run from December 1-5th and this post will remain at the top of my blog,&amp;nbsp;however I will have a few updates about the holidays posted at this time.&amp;nbsp;I encourage you to enter and click on the link below&amp;nbsp;to see tons of other giveaways going on at this time! &lt;strike&gt;(SN: I love exclamation marks!!!)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="142" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPUuyXK9DMI/AAAAAAAAARw/xflweFIPvcA/s200/TargetGiftCard2.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;(&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;) $25 Gift card to Target (US &amp;amp; Canada)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPW9m1YxYAI/AAAAAAAAAR0/srOj5AVnLKg/s1600/amazon-gift-card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="130" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPW9m1YxYAI/AAAAAAAAAR0/srOj5AVnLKg/s200/amazon-gift-card.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿﻿(1) $25 Gift Card to Amazon (US &amp;amp; Canada)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPW-Uc_uNiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xULOQ_lG9WQ/s1600/jasmere_logo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="57" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPW-Uc_uNiI/AAAAAAAAAR4/xULOQ_lG9WQ/s200/jasmere_logo.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(1)&amp;nbsp;$25 Gift credit to &lt;a href="http://jasmere.com/"&gt;Jasmere.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; (US ONLY)&lt;/div&gt;Jasmere.com, a unique social shopping site has partnered with SMW to offer a $25 jasmere gift credit to 1 lucky winner. If you win this prize you will need to create a jasmere account so we can load it with the $25.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;To enter this giveaway all you have to do is...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Main Entry:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Follow me publicly on &lt;strong&gt;Google Friend Connect &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;For extra entries......&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bonus Entries:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow me on &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sassywife"&gt;http://twitter.com/sassywife&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like me on &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassyMahoganyWife"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3b5998;"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subscribe to my blog by email&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;**(each entry must be listed as a separate comment, and leave your email address&amp;nbsp;so that I can contact you if you win):&lt;br /&gt;Giveaway ends on December 5, 2010 at 11:59 pm EST. The winners will be selected by random.org and notified by email and will have 48 hours to reply back before a new winner is selected. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Please click on the link to enter all the other contest going on, you have until December 5th....Good Luck!! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a ?="" href="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=56811"&gt;http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=56811&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/5636242828957040482-6109308195637084609?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/11/holiday-gift-giveaway-hop.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TPZhNJKmAII/AAAAAAAAAR8/xtTH3yGmPCI/s72-c/staciexmas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>663</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-1215664739679156940</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 14:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-27T09:37:54.706-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>McGhee Sextuplets</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Infertility</category><title>Wordless Wednesday: Never Say Never</title><description>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TMgvZcAvVtI/AAAAAAAAARo/QP5XNQEHvxs/s1600/73927_485020382754_504942754_6754709_2526501_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TMgvZcAvVtI/AAAAAAAAARo/QP5XNQEHvxs/s400/73927_485020382754_504942754_6754709_2526501_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gods Dreams for your Life&amp;nbsp;are MUCH BIGGER Than Your Own&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿﻿For more information on this beautiful family and ways to help support, please visit their Facebook page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/The-McGhee-Sextuplets/148592841826161?v=wall" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;The-McGhee-Sextuplets&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/5636242828957040482-1215664739679156940?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/10/wordless-wednesday-never-say-never.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TMgvZcAvVtI/AAAAAAAAARo/QP5XNQEHvxs/s72-c/73927_485020382754_504942754_6754709_2526501_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-868276471359920617</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 16:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-20T12:08:08.588-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Breast Cancer Awareness</category><title>Sassy Mahogany Wives Foundation Making Strides for Breast Cancer Awareness</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Breast cancer has taken the lives of many beautiful women that I have been blessed to know and countless others.This disease has stolen the lives of 4 of my aunts and more recently a cousin of mine. Because of this, I am always feeling my boobies. I check them at least once a month and most of the time while I am laying down watching TV. I was told that I have really dense breast, therefore this disease can sneak up on me and hide under all of the fatty tissue. I’ve always been the type of person to be a part of the solution and not the problem. That’s why I walked in the American Cancer Society Making Strides Against Breast Cancer event. Not only was this an opportunity for SMW to join the community in fighting back against breast cancer, it was also a way to inspire hope by raising funds and awareness to help those facing this terrible disease and save more lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I signed up for this walk only three weeks ago and we formed a SMW team. We missed the deadline for the custom T shirts they were offering, however I picked up these pretty pink shirts from Michaels (one of my favorite craft stores) and asked my FIL to customize them for us. This was all done a few days before the walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL73VPbGtrI/AAAAAAAAARU/8J20T0u1T3M/s1600/Breast+Cancer+Walk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL73VPbGtrI/AAAAAAAAARU/8J20T0u1T3M/s320/Breast+Cancer+Walk.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We created a world with less breast cancer and more birthdays! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We were so excited to be a part of such a wonderful experience. We walked 5 miles and it took us 1 hour and 10 minutes!!! I initially thought it would take us about 2 hours but when we got moving our only focus was to finish this walk. I was truly moved and inspired by all of the women wearing pink and all of the survivors surrounding us. I felt really good after the walk, however the next day…OUCH! I don’t know who I thought I was speed walking like that, but my body hurt. Thank goodness for Mr. and those wonderful massages I feel like myself again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL73XhhCTnI/AAAAAAAAARY/7qRNBhXA6aE/s1600/Jazzy+Cancer+walk+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL73XhhCTnI/AAAAAAAAARY/7qRNBhXA6aE/s320/Jazzy+Cancer+walk+2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Beautiful Step Daughter Jazmen was a SMW that day. :-)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL73ajLfooI/AAAAAAAAARc/s30l1yeYAfI/s1600/Jazzy+Cancer+Walk+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL73ajLfooI/AAAAAAAAARc/s30l1yeYAfI/s320/Jazzy+Cancer+Walk+3.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL8h8Tf_d5I/AAAAAAAAARk/Qax-p1PGzAk/s1600/Jazzy+Cancer+Walk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL8h8Tf_d5I/AAAAAAAAARk/Qax-p1PGzAk/s320/Jazzy+Cancer+Walk.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I believe that one day, breast cancer will never steal another year from anyone’s life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel your Tata’s…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-868276471359920617?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/10/sassy-mahogany-wives-foundation-making.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TL73VPbGtrI/AAAAAAAAARU/8J20T0u1T3M/s72-c/Breast+Cancer+Walk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-8730481615985050352</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2010 23:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-18T18:24:07.347-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>The Giraffe</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Faith Shopping</category><title>Faith Shopping</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;I get so many emails with words of encouragement, support and mounds of information from all of you. One of my lovely readers introduced me to the concept of faith shopping. Faith shopping is exactly what it states. Shopping and believing with all your heart and soul that your blessing is coming and acting on FAITH. To be honest, I struggled with this concept as I was told that purchasing items before your third trimester is bad luck. I know this is an old wives tale, however this is a tale that&amp;nbsp;has been&amp;nbsp;embedded in my mind and therefore I strongly believed. I mentioned the concept of faith shopping to a few friends to see what their responses would be and they actually loved the idea. They thought it was a sweet and meaningful gesture and what better way to lift your heart and spirit than by taking a leap of faith. I mentioned it to Mr. thinking he would say...yeah Cuckoo, however his response was totally different. He thought it was a nice idea but did believe you need to have some limitations. He said if I came home with a crib and bags of clothing then, uhmm yeah, he would take me to the hospital to&amp;nbsp;get my head examined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mr. and I went to Target last weekend because he had a meeting with someone and I just went along for the ride.&amp;nbsp; I love Target!!!&amp;nbsp; While he was in the meeting I decided to do a little faith shopping; however, when I got to the baby section this was not as easy as I thought it would be. It was very hard for me to pick up anything because the feeling just wasn't there. Whatever I was looking for or trying to find I didn’t see it. So I kept perusing all of the items going up and down the aisles and being mindful of my time because I knew Mr. would be ending his meeting soon. I still took my time and would pick things up, examine them and then place them back because apparently that wasn't the item. So I came to the last aisle and stumbled upon this little plushy stuffed animal. It was the cutest little thing to me; and then I saw "Wind Here" and viola the tune almost every child will grow up on. Rock-A-Bye Baby was playing and his little neck starting gently moving. This was it! This was the item that really brought a lot of joy to me. Just as I picked up the item Mr. was calling telling me his meeting was over and he was waiting for me at the front. I purchased the Giraffe and made my way to the front entrance where Mr. was waiting. Of course Mr. wanted to know what was in the bag and when we got in the car I showed him my purchase, the first purchase for our mini B&amp;amp;B. He asked who is that for and I said our child. He smiled and we drove off and on our ride home the giraffe would play part of Rock-A-Bye baby as we rolled over a bump. I continued to smile. When we got home I wrapped the Giraffe in tissue paper and place him back in the bag and in our spare room closet. That is all the faith shopping I will do and all the faith shopping that I think I need. That little Giraffe may be small or minute on the outside but to me he symbolizes faith, hope and courage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzRo471bUI/AAAAAAAAARE/npM-p8boQl0/s1600/STP61795.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzRo471bUI/AAAAAAAAARE/npM-p8boQl0/s320/STP61795.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzRvLI0aSI/AAAAAAAAARI/hVDbw2k5HTY/s1600/STP61796.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzRvLI0aSI/AAAAAAAAARI/hVDbw2k5HTY/s320/STP61796.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzR1MWURXI/AAAAAAAAARM/M_fkQVi01vQ/s1600/STP61793.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzR1MWURXI/AAAAAAAAARM/M_fkQVi01vQ/s320/STP61793.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzRieek-oI/AAAAAAAAARA/zofCzFnQY5A/s1600/STP61792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzRieek-oI/AAAAAAAAARA/zofCzFnQY5A/s320/STP61792.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzVm7FkE-I/AAAAAAAAARQ/xV0XNFKTn8g/s1600/STP61794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzVm7FkE-I/AAAAAAAAARQ/xV0XNFKTn8g/s320/STP61794.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-8730481615985050352?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/10/faith-shopping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TLzRo471bUI/AAAAAAAAARE/npM-p8boQl0/s72-c/STP61795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-184090173919691098</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Oct 2010 00:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-06T19:08:34.867-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Clomid</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Infertility</category><title>Our Mini B&amp;B update</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TK0LvOk-PeI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SYflzQ74qCg/s1600/Pregnancy-Complications-Because-Of-Clomid.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ex="true" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TK0LvOk-PeI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SYflzQ74qCg/s320/Pregnancy-Complications-Because-Of-Clomid.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to update you on our progress with our mini B&amp;amp;B.&amp;nbsp; I went to the doctor yesterday and he wants to put me on Clomid.&amp;nbsp;Clomiphene is used to induce ovulation (egg production) in women who do not produce ova (eggs) but wish to become pregnant. Clomiphene is in a class of medications called ovulatory stimulants. It works similarly to estrogen, a female hormone that causes eggs to develop in the ovaries and be released. Of course it has its side effects such as vomiting, blurred vision, headaches, breast discomfort and vaginal bleeding to name a few.&amp;nbsp; Oh and it also increases your chances of having multiples!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Since the ectopic my cycle has gone haywire.&amp;nbsp;What used to be a very&amp;nbsp;regular cycle has now taking on a mind of its own. Sometimes Aunt Flo rears her ugly head and sometimes she lies dormant.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;So I understood his reasoning for recommending the medication, however&amp;nbsp; I am not too sure as to how I feel about this right now.&amp;nbsp; Besides doing the baby dance we have not really put too much effort into conceiving at this point.&amp;nbsp; I am not charting my cycle or taking my temperature.&amp;nbsp; For some reason I just feel like it will happen when God is ready for us to conceive and carry our little one to full term.&amp;nbsp;I have faith and believe that everything happens for a reason.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Mr. is older than me by 6 years&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;he is&amp;nbsp;obsessed with having a son but doesn't put any pressure on me or us for that matter.&amp;nbsp; I just see it in his expressions around other kids or while watching TV etc. &amp;nbsp;Me on the other hand wouldn't mind having&amp;nbsp;a little&amp;nbsp;princess in our home. So I am weighing my options and doing research right now.&amp;nbsp;Still trying not to really think about it or even stress over it for that matter.&amp;nbsp; I just wanted to get your thoughts and your take on Clomid.&amp;nbsp; Do you know of anyone who has taken this medication and if so was it a multiple birth? Did they experience any major problems while taking this medication?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-184090173919691098?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/10/our-mini-b-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TK0LvOk-PeI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/SYflzQ74qCg/s72-c/Pregnancy-Complications-Because-Of-Clomid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-1806988883800330352</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Sep 2010 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-29T10:54:48.243-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sassy Wife T's</category><title>Wordless Wednesday: Sneak Peak..Sassy Wife T's</title><description>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNe6n1GXzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mfqzh5XPwoA/s1600/SMW+5.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNe6n1GXzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mfqzh5XPwoA/s320/SMW+5.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Single Strand Crystals&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNdS3MoqyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/I1ggQ5UrmVg/s1600/SMW+3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNdS3MoqyI/AAAAAAAAAQc/I1ggQ5UrmVg/s320/SMW+3.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Double Strand Crystals&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNgQT6u3dI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LqAvrvoRLjg/s1600/SMW+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNgQT6u3dI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LqAvrvoRLjg/s320/SMW+2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Swarovski Austrian Crystal Rhinestones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNdNJm35uI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wsnpc_LF5BE/s1600/SMW+1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNdNJm35uI/AAAAAAAAAQY/wsnpc_LF5BE/s320/SMW+1.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-1806988883800330352?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/09/wordless-wednesday-sneak-peaksassy-wife.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TKNe6n1GXzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/mfqzh5XPwoA/s72-c/SMW+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-1095488498193451461</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2010 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-24T12:49:08.872-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Marriage</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Legacy</category><title>Look, Listen and Learn</title><description>Mr decided to invite my MIL (Mama Kat), FIL, Aunt Del and Uncle over for dinner last Saturday. They had yet to see the new place and we wanted to welcome them into our new habitat. Of course the women and men soon became separated as the men flocked in front of the TV watching football and we the women headed to the back room where we just chatted, well… they chatted and I listened. Aunt Del has been married for 45 years and my MIL just celebrated her 30 year anniversary. As they began talking about marriage and their husbands I tried to absorb as much information as possible. I even had a moment where I smiled and said this is really nice. I pray that Mr. and I can someday too celebrate our 30th and 45th anniversary. I laid on my bed and listened to the sounds of what today is history. To them it probably was just a time catching up and chatting like they normally do, but to me it was seeing the legacy of where my husband came from. Watching and listening to the women talk about life, love and men gave me so much clarity. It really cleansed my pallet. Since my grandmother passed a little over a year ago, I haven’t had those moments. Those moments where I can just listen to the wisdom and take in everything that they have to say that will help me grow and learn. I hardly said anything but they made sure to make me feel included by rubbing my back or playing in my hair as they talked and I laid on the bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they left Mr. said WOW, I learned so much about marriage today. And it wasn't because the men were in front of the tube discussing relationships, it was as if he was doing the same thing as me. Listening and absorbing sound information, gestures and communication skills that helped build the longevity that both my FIL and Uncle have achieved within their marriage. He told me the things that he learned that day but I kept the things that I learned to myself because truth be told it was girl talk. There were some things that I heard before such as choose your battles, and don’t sweat the small stuff, keep busy and many more. But hearing it from Momma Kat and Aunt Del was a different experience for me. Sitting back and watching how these two women who raised my husband interact and nurture him gave me an Aah Haa moment. Everything made sense to me in regards to how my husband responds to certain situations and it really helps us to be more in tune with each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am truly blessed to have in-laws that accept me as one of their own or at least make me feel that way. It really helps keep the marriage sound when you have people that you both care for and love on your side. Supporting you and showing you what real love and marriage is about. Marriage just like anything has its ups and downs, hi’s and lows but I am grateful that we both have a support system that we can go to during those difficult times. Right now our marriage is still in its infancy, developing and still blossoming and every obstacle or hurtle that we have faced has made us stronger and that much more in love, but over time I am sure we will probably need to use a few of those life lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJy4ZlvzKvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KCsnbtwguEE/s1600/Brandon+Baby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJy4ZlvzKvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KCsnbtwguEE/s320/Brandon+Baby.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJy4XXQqbFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qXp8bivd0uQ/s1600/Brandi+Baby.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJy4XXQqbFI/AAAAAAAAAQE/qXp8bivd0uQ/s320/Brandi+Baby.bmp" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meeeee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-1095488498193451461?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/09/look-listen-and-learn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJy4ZlvzKvI/AAAAAAAAAQI/KCsnbtwguEE/s72-c/Brandon+Baby.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-2377711355292471847</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2010 18:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-21T13:08:52.619-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Diet</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Weight loss</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Low Carb</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Pizza</category><title>Biggest Loser Update</title><description>Hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't posted in what seems like an eternity but I have been super busy with work and also working behind the scenes on the mentor program. I received a few emails from you guys wondering if everything is ok and YES, things are great. I really appreciate you guys checking up on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight loss contest is going great. I have lost a whopping 5 lbs and am in the lead for the most percentage lost!! WOO HOO. I've taken all of your tips and advice to heart and applied them to my new low carb lifestyle. I now only drink water and sometimes mix a little crystal light in there. I work out at least 5 times per week for 45 min at the gym also. I will keep you posted and updated on this contest and my weight loss. We may have some changes with my diet ASAP. I will let you all know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The contest is a lot of fun at work. My colleagues are so competitive and have resorted to the destruction of my low carb life style. They went out to lunch to a famous Pizza restaurant here in Chicago and I decided to go to the gym instead. When they came back they talked about the pizza and how good it was and how I missed out. Then I noticed another "Loser" in an empty cube across from mine. I had no idea what he was up too. I then heard a fan and smelt pizza in the air all of a sudden. Take a look at what he was doing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJjwE0RXmpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6ygHA9qJaO4/s1600/New+Image.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJjwE0RXmpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6ygHA9qJaO4/s400/New+Image.BMP" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yep that fan is pointed in the direction of my cube&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJjtr66YrhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Sx1BQn-Z0oQ/s1600/Pizza.BMP" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" qx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJjtr66YrhI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Sx1BQn-Z0oQ/s400/Pizza.BMP" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the pizza...SMH!&amp;nbsp;The fan is angled directly at my cube. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Thats just wrong right???? This was super funny but really made me put my game face on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-2377711355292471847?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/09/biggest-loser-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TJjwE0RXmpI/AAAAAAAAAP8/6ygHA9qJaO4/s72-c/New+Image.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-4310929767933827565</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 15:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-09T11:02:25.000-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Biggest Loser Contest</category><title>Biggest Loser Contest- Prize $1000</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIkBF5W-KYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vEbHydu1j7I/s1600/medical-weight-loss-program.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIkBF5W-KYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vEbHydu1j7I/s320/medical-weight-loss-program.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have talked about my weight gain in the past and I've taking steps to fight against&amp;nbsp;it by working out daily. However, my diet has not really changed. Well now I have more motivation and incentive than ever!! I've entered the biggest loser contest at work. It will last for 10 weeks from September 7th&amp;nbsp;through November 16th! The cost was $100 to enter and the winner takes all!!! It is based on body fat percentage and we will weigh in every two weeks. I will keep you updated on my progress and post before and after pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if losing weight and looking good isn’t incentive enough, I now have the chance to win $1000 and right before BLACK FRIDAY!! If you have any tips or advice on losing weight please let me know. I plan on winning this thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog about my progress on the scheduled weigh-in dates and let you know where I am in the race, but I will tweet about it daily. If you have a twitter please follow me &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sassywife"&gt;@sassywife&lt;/a&gt; to get day to day updates on the contest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a lot of fun at work. It started two days ago and I think everyone is already hungry! They have that whole "Diva" attitude going on as if they need a Snickers!!! Yesterday, someone anonymously sent me a nice treat via interoffice. I received the envelope and guess what was in it...A Bag of Hershey Kisses!! I knew this meant one thing, Sabotage. With that said, I really could use your help and support. I am trying to decide if I want to do a fad diet or do the healthy approach and just watch what I eat. I already work out but I will increase that to twice a day as time permits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Atkins, Low Carb or Weight Watchers or do you have any other tips that have worked for you? I want to win this so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bragging Rights&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Looking and Feeling Great&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe losing weight will assist with conception (nothing worse than a big fat negative)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;$1000!!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Here is the weigh-in schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;September 21&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;October 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;October 19&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;November 2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;November 16&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIkCuknAiHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FguUaAc21l4/s1600/jennifer-hudson-weight-loss1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIkCuknAiHI/AAAAAAAAAPo/FguUaAc21l4/s320/jennifer-hudson-weight-loss1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My weight loss icon right now..Doesn't Jennifer Hudson look Fabulous!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Wish me luck!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Image sources: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.njweightdoctor.com/images/medical-weight-loss-program.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scale&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beautystylewatch.com/beautystylewatch/wp-content/uploads/2010/04/jennifer-hudson-weight-loss1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jennifer Hudson&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-4310929767933827565?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/09/biggest-loser-contest-prize-1000.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIkBF5W-KYI/AAAAAAAAAPg/vEbHydu1j7I/s72-c/medical-weight-loss-program.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-1917970981473365210</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Sep 2010 17:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-08T15:37:13.054-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Recipe</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Get Yo' Man Back Chicken</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>African Festival</category><title>Get Yo’ Man Chicken</title><description>Our Labor day weekend turned out to be a very eventful. Initially we had no plans other than going to Mr.'s Masonic BBQ on Sunday afternoon. Monday was supposed to be a relaxed day at home watching movies however, that morning I decided to get up and try this recipe that one of&amp;nbsp; the SMW&amp;nbsp;readers emailed me. What really got me was the name of the recipe... "Get Yo' Man Chicken"!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;This was a must try. &amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;told Mr. about the recipe when she sent it to me a few weeks back.&amp;nbsp; Not familiar with what he saw brewing in the pot that morning, he asked if I was making "Get yo' man back, chicken",&amp;nbsp; I chuckled and corrected him on the name of the recipe. Now I'm no Big Mama or Bobby Flay in the kitchen, but I can read a recipe and make things my own here and there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I am also a pro at ordering take out and have perfected the art of dining out!!&amp;nbsp; I am trying to hone my skills in the kitchen (&lt;em&gt;especially before the babies come&lt;/em&gt;), although I'd much rather bake.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I wanted to share this recipe with you as the meal was delicious.&amp;nbsp; My true test of a meal quality is Mr.&amp;nbsp; If&amp;nbsp;he goes back for seconds then it's a hit, if he says "I feel sick"…then it's a miss. With this recipe he went back for thirds!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here you go… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Get Yo’ Man Chicken&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2 tablespoons olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6 chicken thighs, skinless&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoons salt&lt;br /&gt;½ teaspoons pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 medium onion, sliced&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chicken stock&lt;br /&gt;½ cup white wine&lt;br /&gt;1 (14.5-ounce) can crushed tomatoes in thick puree&lt;br /&gt;1 teaspoon dried thyme&lt;br /&gt;½ tablespoon dried rosemary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1 tablespoon lemon-pepper&lt;br /&gt;Hot buttered rice&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoon chopped fresh parsley leaves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat the oil in a 12-inch skillet over medium-high heat&lt;br /&gt;Pat chicken dry with a paper towel and season with salt and pepper. Brown the chicken, meat-side first, and turning once, about 4 minutes on each side. Transfer to a plate to reserve. Pour off all but 1 tablespoon of oil from the pan. Add onion to the pan and sauté until tender, roughly 3 minutes. Add the stock and wine and stir, scrapping any brown bits off the bottom of pan. Turn heat to high and reduce by half, about 3 minutes. Pour in the crushed tomatoes and add the dried herbs and lemon pepper. Add the chicken thighs back in. Cover and cook on medium low for 40 minutes. Remove chicken from liquid and serve on hot buttered rice. Ladle the sauce on top and garnish with fresh chopped parsley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh I made this my own by seasoning the chicken with my favorite seasonings before browning which include: Season Salt, Black Pepper and Garlic Powder.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHFjTXfAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Kft_temVqVo/s1600/IMG_0242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHFjTXfAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Kft_temVqVo/s320/IMG_0242.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Image captured by Mr. &lt;br /&gt;Tina..I hope this is what it's supposed to look like!! :-)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Also, if you have any recipes that you would like to pass onto me, please send them to me!!! Mr. does not mind being my guinea pig as I hone my cooking skills.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day we decided to go the African Caribbean Festival. It was supposed to be a quick walk through as Mr. complained the whole way there about how he really didn’t want to go. Once we got there, he did not want to leave and ended up purchasing more things than I did!!! &lt;em&gt;I keep telling him he should listen to me when I speak sometimes&lt;/em&gt;. We had a great time,&amp;nbsp;check out some of the cool&amp;nbsp;pics I was able to snag on his new phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHXRZ2x3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/MM0DhZEnW84/s1600/IMG_0243.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHXRZ2x3I/AAAAAAAAAO4/MM0DhZEnW84/s320/IMG_0243.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kid in a Candy Store&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHa5jsK5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/g3dd1TukRMg/s1600/IMG_0246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHa5jsK5I/AAAAAAAAAPA/g3dd1TukRMg/s320/IMG_0246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yes, he purchased that hat!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHhtvj_dI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GwN0vr2jKiA/s1600/IMG_0237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHhtvj_dI/AAAAAAAAAPI/GwN0vr2jKiA/s320/IMG_0237.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfCxSbJeDI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ONhcuLatlsg/s1600/IMG_0235%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfCxSbJeDI/AAAAAAAAAOo/ONhcuLatlsg/s320/IMG_0235%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIeskZ2lLiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6hzlqn-Rufw/s1600/IMG_0233%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIeskZ2lLiI/AAAAAAAAAOY/6hzlqn-Rufw/s320/IMG_0233%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIestznhFtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Er_m7C2OSwI/s1600/IMG_0234%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIestznhFtI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Er_m7C2OSwI/s320/IMG_0234%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfN_hrrYxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/h-PqWosQzwg/s1600/IMG_0236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfN_hrrYxI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/h-PqWosQzwg/s320/IMG_0236.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfOCk0eecI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2JBUfvfXJMY/s1600/IMG_0239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfOCk0eecI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2JBUfvfXJMY/s320/IMG_0239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope everyone had a fun and safe holiday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-1917970981473365210?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/09/get-yo-man-chicken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TIfHFjTXfAI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Kft_temVqVo/s72-c/IMG_0242.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-2152347734258281320</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2010 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-03T11:14:53.369-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Mr Comments</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Testimony</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Black WeBlog Awards</category><title>My Testimony</title><description>Dear Readers,&lt;br /&gt;This past week I haven’t been feeling like myself. Actually I was mentally and emotionally exhausted. My dream was being muted because it appeared to be conflicting with a friends dream. This dilemma really weighted on me and it basically consumed my thoughts for a week. After much deliberation I decided to Let Go and Let God. I prayed heavily about the situation and waited to hear God’s response. The next morning when I woke up I had a huge sense of relief. I could not yet put my finger on why but I felt like the weight had been lifted off of my shoulders. This post is a little long but please bear with me as I provide my blessings received the day after I decided to put it all in God’s hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessing 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a ton of emails that morning but one that stuck out was from Yakini from the &lt;a href="http://www.prissymommy.com/our_first_baby/"&gt;Prissy Mommy Chronicles&lt;/a&gt;. I love her blog and often seek advice from her in regards to my blog, therefore I was anxious to see what this email would entail. I was all smiles when she offered to have my business cards done because she had an extra credit on her account. I was so excited. I had posted the image of my b-cards on my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassyMahoganyWife"&gt;FB fan page&lt;/a&gt; but had not ordered them yet. She saved me about $75!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_ufgdLzVI/AAAAAAAAANo/QSxnFRyt-9c/s1600/Brandi%3D1%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_ufgdLzVI/AAAAAAAAANo/QSxnFRyt-9c/s320/Brandi%3D1%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_uoYJ7J5I/AAAAAAAAANw/U19FesXGljs/s1600/Brandi-%3D-2%5B1%5D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_uoYJ7J5I/AAAAAAAAANw/U19FesXGljs/s320/Brandi-%3D-2%5B1%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Business card design by Julie Holloway for more of her work click here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.jmhartstudio.com/"&gt;http://www.jmhartstudio.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessing 2:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Same day different email account...&lt;/em&gt; I received several emails from "you" telling me how you loved my blog, how you can relate to the things in my life and you are happy that I use this medium to talk about it. This was such a sweet blessing. I had not yet formed any perception of my blog as it is very new. However seeing those words from my readers really had me on cloud nine. Sometimes it’s just the little things you do that can really affect a person. By sending a simple email saying thank you or keep it up, provides so much hope and clarification. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_w6Xi9ThI/AAAAAAAAAOA/kWunojs8Gtk/s1600/Thanks+you+made+my+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_w6Xi9ThI/AAAAAAAAAOA/kWunojs8Gtk/s320/Thanks+you+made+my+day.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessing 3:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Later that day..&lt;/em&gt; I was in my blogger dashboard and noticed a tab called Stats. I clicked on it and WOW, it gave my all of my numbers. From the number of page views, audience and it also gave me the sources from where my traffic was coming from. A source that stuck out to me was the &lt;a href="http://blackweblogawards.com/"&gt;Black WeBlog Awards site&lt;/a&gt;. I had heard about the site because I actually voted for a few of my favorite blogs last month. So I clicked on the link to check out where the direct link to my site was located. The first post on the site was announcing the 2010 winners and I sifted through them to see if any of the blogs I voted for had won. Once I got to the Best Personal Blog category,&amp;nbsp;my heart hit the floor. I saw Sassy Wife Chronicles as the Judges Vote! I literally had to get up and walk away from the computer. Cause clearly I'm imagining things. 5 minutes later I walked back to the computer and it's still there!!! If my walls could talk they would literally say.. This Chick Is Crazy! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(Has anyone else ever celebrated by themselves by doing a stupid dance and running around with your hands up like you just knocked out a heavy weight champion ..well ..that’s what it looked like)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I did not know what it meant or who was giving the award, but to me..it was more than recognition. It was another blessing. I had to find out more so I sent an email to the amin&amp;nbsp;of the site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hello, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First let me say I really love your site and found it by way of The Broken Brown Egg’s Blog as I voted for that blog. Today I looked at my stats and noticed I had some traffic coming from your site. To my astonishment my blog name was listed under Best Personal Blog as the judges vote. I had no idea I was nominated and recently just launched my blog so I am very new to all of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you please explain what is the difference between Popular and Judges vote. Also, I viewed the finalist several times when I voted for others but never saw my blog listed. I am very honored and grateful to see my blog on the winner post, but am somewhat confused. Can someone please explain and shed some light on this situation for me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Brandi &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Congratulations!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've attached the graphic to this email!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;The public is represented by the "Popular Vote" and the judges are represented by the "Judges' Vote". The judges are social media experts, web designers, blogging veterans, and have a general wealth of knowledge about the web and blogging. The judges choose their own picks for each category (including any of the blogs nominated during the Awards period), and their choices are weighted based on four categories (design, content, frequency, and reach). The judges submit their choices anonymously, and the blog with the majority of votes wins the Judges vote. In the case of a tie in any category, the Chairman chooses the Judges vote winner.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope this explains it to you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for writing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BWA Staff &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blackweblogawards.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://blackweblogawards.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_iEdQPnmI/AAAAAAAAANg/5bcSoPr0fkY/s1600/bestpersonalblogJUDGE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_iEdQPnmI/AAAAAAAAANg/5bcSoPr0fkY/s320/bestpersonalblogJUDGE.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sassy Wife Chronicles&lt;br /&gt;For a complete list of winners click here&lt;a href="http://www.blackweblogawards.com/2010/09/01/and-the-award-goes-to-4/#more-1264"&gt;WINNERS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blessing 4:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. reads my blog on occasion, but when he got home I couldn’t wait to tell him about the award. He knew that I was a bit down the last couple of days so he was excited and happy for me. He then proceeded to say that he is going to start a blog called "Mr...The Answer to Sassy Mahogany Wife's Blog". Now mind you he is a jokester and loves to make people laugh. I was crying/laughing when he finished talking about his blog. I can't repeat some of the things he said he would talk about but if you're married or in a relationship and sometimes don’t feel like doing the baby dance..then you could imagine the things "the Answer" would talk about. (LOL) So after his rant I asked him if he had read my last post &lt;a href="http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/08/wife-behind-badge.html"&gt;Wife Behind The Badge&lt;/a&gt; and he said he was going to read it now. I let him have his moment and for the first time ever Mr. was speechless. I walked into the room and he was misty eyed and softly said "that was so beautiful sweetie." And he continued with my blessings because he actually commented on my post. Maybe small and trivial to some but for Macho man to comment on Sassy Wife Chronicles was major! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morale of the story is this, each experience in your life was absolutely necessary in order to have gotten you to the next place, and the next, up until this very moment. Stop trying to figure everything out by yourself, pray on it and let God do his work. He will provide you with an answer whether you like it or not. So I say Thank You Lord. I got your message loud and clear. I am on the right path to serving you and&amp;nbsp;fufilling my purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who has helped me see the light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've talked enough and sorry it’s so long but this was in my heart and I had to tell you all my testimony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;No on can depress you, No one can make you anxious, No one can hurt your feelings, No one can make you anything other than what you allow inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Response:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-2152347734258281320?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/09/my-testimony.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH_ufgdLzVI/AAAAAAAAANo/QSxnFRyt-9c/s72-c/Brandi%3D1%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-5663636413443291718</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Aug 2010 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-31T13:17:33.134-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Wives</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Police Officers</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Badge</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Protect</category><title>Wife Behind the Badge</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH1EHWqp5AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kctgzpbe4hQ/s1600/police_badge.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH1EHWqp5AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kctgzpbe4hQ/s320/police_badge.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every night Mr. leaves his family (me) to go out and protect yours and every night I worry about his safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would think one would get used to this by now but with his line of work every second is unpredictable. Even though I am not there with him physically, I am there with him mentally and emotionally. I mentally put on my bullet proof vest, uniform and pistol right along with him. I say a special prayer for him daily to protect him while he is protecting the streets. Whether I am sending him a sweet text message letting him know that I miss him or whether he is texting me telling me he has apprehended someone it feels as though I am there. He works from 6 p.m. to 6 a.m. (When the most crimes are committed) and if my phone rings during this time I RUN TO IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a dangerous job but someone has to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many don’t see him or other police officers for what they really are “Hero’s”. He tells me stories of people giving him the “finger” as he drives by in his squad car. I honestly don’t get it. So many officers have fallen in Chicago this year alone. My heart truly goes out to the wives and families&amp;nbsp;of those officers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His title doesn’t stop at 6 a.m. when he gets off. He is working even when he is off duty because he took a sworn oath to protect and serve. I can honestly say I don’t like it one bit! Yes, its selfish of me to not want him out there policing these streets. I want him home and safe with me. Well I know that’s not going to happen so I try to make his home as stress free as possible. No petty arguments, no nagging or fussing with him. I especially don’t send him out the house already stressed. So I do what I can to help keep his sanity and keep him safe. While its his passion to create a safe haven for me, you and others, I enjoy creating that same environment for him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband loves it, he loves to provide, he loves to protect and is so passionate about it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He truly makes me proud to be the wife behind the badge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-5663636413443291718?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/08/wife-behind-badge.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TH1EHWqp5AI/AAAAAAAAANQ/kctgzpbe4hQ/s72-c/police_badge.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-5470676426395331357</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2010 15:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-25T11:05:15.415-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Happy Birthday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Wordless Wednesday</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Grandma</category><title>The Orginal Sassy Mahogany Wife-Wordless Wednesday</title><description>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THU_GYwWXWI/AAAAAAAAANI/nMqMNAHugRA/s1600/Grandma+%26+PaPa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THU_GYwWXWI/AAAAAAAAANI/nMqMNAHugRA/s320/Grandma+%26+PaPa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THU5FJj03DI/AAAAAAAAAM4/gMzLBRMvfKk/s1600/McKinnor+147.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THU5FJj03DI/AAAAAAAAAM4/gMzLBRMvfKk/s400/McKinnor+147.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gone but not forgotten..Happy Birthday Grandma&lt;br /&gt;08/25/1929-01/03/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-5470676426395331357?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/08/orginal-sassy-mahogany-wife-wordless.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THU_GYwWXWI/AAAAAAAAANI/nMqMNAHugRA/s72-c/Grandma+%26+PaPa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-6565125418850130600</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 14:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-24T11:50:21.154-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Pseudo Single Week (A Week without Mr.)</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TG1MlNzaC0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gkt_J6_MgD8/s1600/Confessions.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TG1MlNzaC0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gkt_J6_MgD8/s320/Confessions.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Mr. was out of town this past week and I can't get past the fact that I actually enjoyed this alone time. This is the first time since our wedding that we’ve been apart for this long, and I thought I would be awfully lonely and miss the heck out him. Of course he was missed, but I feel like I enjoyed this pseudo single week a bit too much. My first guilty pleasure was climbing into the middle of our bed and stretching out (making sheet angels). But the next day when I came home and it looked exactly how it did when I left that morning…oh now that was Divine. No shoes to pick up in the foyer, the bed was made, no dishes in the sink, and I walked into complete silence. This reminded me so much of my single days in NYC. To top it off, I went to pull out something for dinner and realized it was only me! YES!! Lean Cuisine and a glass of Moscatto…PRICELESS. I sat down in front of the TV and actually got a chance to catch up on some of my shows. Went on my balcony and I honestly forgot how much I enjoyed being by myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday-I worked later than normal and once I got home I prepped dinner for my "Girls-Night In" on &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, worked on some things for my blog and it was bed time before I knew it. My mind was completely occupied so that empty feeling of missing my mate had not snuck up on me yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday-I had some of my girlfriends over to keep me company and we enjoyed good food (Pot roast that slow cooked all day-a recipe I borrowed from &lt;a href="http://thelifeofatiredmommy.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-live-by-crockpot.html"&gt;Surviving Motherhood&lt;/a&gt;, corn, and mashed potatoes), great conversation and of course wine. I had a fabulous time, this was actually the first time since living in Chicago that I had a girls night in. It reminded me of my Sex and the city parties I used to have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But uhmmmm....Still not missing Mr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday-I woke up soo sleepy. I guess this means that I'm getting "wiser" because I wanted to call off so bad. I was sleepy from the late night. I remember staying up until the wee hours and then getting up early to go to class or work and it did not&amp;nbsp;faze me one bit. Uh huh...not anymore. I forced myself to get ready for work and I'm glad I did. Because that night it hit me...I missed Mr. and really really bad. I watched "I didn't know I was pregnant and got a little weepy, so I went to bed. I had a few sad moments but I was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THNG2CV_y_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DOxNuojRoQw/s1600/i-miss-you-a-lot.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THNG2CV_y_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/DOxNuojRoQw/s320/i-miss-you-a-lot.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday-My cousin from back east paid me a visit and I had a really good time with her. Once she left I was home alone, on a Friday. This Friday seemed very lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday-I went for a walk on the lakefront, came home and cleaned. Missing Mr. Then I watched lifetime all day. Around 5 I got ready for girls night out, put on my pumps and sashayed out the house. Feeling and looking great! I had a few margaritas and hung out with the girls. Came home smiling and feeling content because I knew hubby would be home tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday-I again walked on the lakefront met with the organizer of &lt;a href="http://realwivesofchicago.blogspot.com/p/reviews.html"&gt;Real Wives of Chicago &lt;/a&gt;to discuss our upcoming Shopping Extravaganza.&amp;nbsp;I made some steak tacos and Sangria and it was yummy!&amp;nbsp;I worked on Sassy Wives Mentoring program in which details will be posted soon and then I waited…waited…and waited.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10’oclck. Mr. came through the door and I ran and gave him a big hug and kiss. I was so happy to have him home. I fixed him a plate, talked to him about my week and showed him my new business card design. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its two days later and I am still happy to have my hubby home…but Lifetime is no longer the default channel&amp;nbsp;in my&amp;nbsp;living room, shoes are in the foyer, dishes are in the sink and I am back&amp;nbsp;on the right side of the bed again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to be honest... I love every minute of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THNJCVyNkvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oNYoclJa_J0/s1600/B%26B.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/THNJCVyNkvI/AAAAAAAAAMg/oNYoclJa_J0/s320/B%26B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sassy Wife and Mr.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclaimer: Monday-Wednesday I missed you Mr.!! Love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-6565125418850130600?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/08/my-pseudo-single-week-week-without-mr.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TG1MlNzaC0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/gkt_J6_MgD8/s72-c/Confessions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636242828957040482.post-3006122589537444899</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2010 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-06T21:31:37.247-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Sassy Satchels</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Reviews and Giveaways</category><title>Closed: Ladies...Put a little sass in your look: Sassy Satchels Review and Giveaway</title><description>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVdwDhdfkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/41DZGVW4dug/s1600/Picture1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVdwDhdfkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/41DZGVW4dug/s320/Picture1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I developed a purse fetish early on in life at around 8 or 9 years old. Because of this expensive obsession, I'm always on a quest to find stylish options with affordable prices. I was ecstatic to be given the opportunity to work with Anne Laney, Owner of &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassySatchels"&gt;Sassy Satchels&lt;/a&gt;, and to offer my readers a sassy giveaway. Sassy Satchels carries a large assortment of trendy handbags, purses, and clutches that are of top notch quality with affordable prices. Handpicked by Anne herself, expect nothing but feminine, detailed and utterly glamorous satchels that will have you looking and feeling marvelous. When I spoke to Anne about the business I sensed a genuine commitment to offering women designer inspired handbags that we desire but at a price that won’t break the bank. She stated “Women need to know that they don’t have to spend a fortune to be able to carry a FUN and FABULOUS handbag.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bag I chose for the review is called "Gianna". The gorgeous Gianna shipped on Monday and was delivered to my doorstep Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; Just like a kid on Christmas, I could not wait to open the neatly wrapped package. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGTMpIB8qzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bcG3No54ztw/s1600/STP61672.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGTMpIB8qzI/AAAAAAAAAKI/bcG3No54ztw/s320/STP61672.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGTMuwpRQpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wDEnzkV6WRo/s1600/STP61674.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGTMuwpRQpI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/wDEnzkV6WRo/s320/STP61674.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Once I saw the bag, I must say the quality by far- exceeded my expectations. From the soft leather, to the perfectly placed hardware, lightweight construction, sturdy handles, and the well structured tassels, the mechanics and detailing makes “Gianna” the “It Bag” in my purse collection right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGTWAhfe0sI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JpPQIqiiK_M/s1600/STP61704.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGTWAhfe0sI/AAAAAAAAAKo/JpPQIqiiK_M/s320/STP61704.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVmOncwoNI/AAAAAAAAALY/GqZ5UkkVo_M/s1600/40931_417354612917_363682482917_4886659_1204330_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVmOncwoNI/AAAAAAAAALY/GqZ5UkkVo_M/s320/40931_417354612917_363682482917_4886659_1204330_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sassy Satchels is based in Georgia and has superb customer service. For ordering and questions contact Anne Laney at 678-488-0986 or email her at annelaney@bellsouth.net. Ladies if you see something you like please order immediately, (&lt;em&gt;DO NOT WAIT&lt;/em&gt;) because it may not be there two weeks later when you go to purchase it.&amp;nbsp; Check the site daily as products are updated frequently. In addition to her wonderful prices she also offers specials and sales on the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassySatchels"&gt;fan page&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frankly speaking...&amp;nbsp;STOP BY&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassySatchels"&gt;Sassy Satchels&lt;/a&gt; TODAY AND PUT A LITTLE SASS IN YOUR LOOK!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want more??&amp;nbsp; Here is your chance to win your fabulous handbag.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What you Win:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Handbag of your choice from &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassySatchels"&gt;Sassy Satchels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How to Enter:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mandatory Entry:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassySatchels"&gt;Sassy Satchels&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; facebook page and become a fan.&amp;nbsp;View the&amp;nbsp;handbags and leave a comment below letting me know which bag you would like should you be the lucky winner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You must complete mandatory entries in order to complete the optional entries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extra Entries:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/SassyMahoganyWife"&gt;Sassy Wife's Facebook Page&lt;/a&gt; and become a fan ~ 1 Entry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Follow me on Google Friend Connect ~ 1 Entry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tweet or re-tweet this post &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/sassywife"&gt;@SassyWife&lt;/a&gt; ~ 1 Entry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sign up your e-mail to receive updates ~1 Entry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share this post with your Facebook friends ~ 1 Entry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog about this giveaway and link back to &lt;a href="http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/"&gt;Sassy Wife&lt;/a&gt; ~ 1 Entry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rules:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 eligible entry will be randomly chosen as the winner (&lt;a href="http://www.random.org/"&gt;http://www.random.org/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The deadline for entries is August 30, 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave each "Extra Entry" in a separate comment or it will not count&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Valid for US addresses only&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVVMr-RuoI/AAAAAAAAALI/IXJy6p0WXs0/s1600/Shoe.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVVMr-RuoI/AAAAAAAAALI/IXJy6p0WXs0/s320/Shoe.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My Fabulous bag and with my Delicious shoes to match..Diva'd out&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVNIDAQJWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uaX_lhJieEY/s1600/Giana+White.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVNIDAQJWI/AAAAAAAAAK4/uaX_lhJieEY/s200/Giana+White.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVqQIx_GkI/AAAAAAAAALo/HlgMgdAIyAE/s1600/Tur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVqQIx_GkI/AAAAAAAAALo/HlgMgdAIyAE/s200/Tur.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVsQ3wPPpI/AAAAAAAAALw/3f96XxsBSMo/s1600/bur.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVsQ3wPPpI/AAAAAAAAALw/3f96XxsBSMo/s200/bur.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVsjVbmTWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/wybcgWKrels/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVsjVbmTWI/AAAAAAAAAL4/wybcgWKrels/s200/a.jpg" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVs1219RaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/w5IeBUZ0oDs/s1600/Havanna.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVs1219RaI/AAAAAAAAAMA/w5IeBUZ0oDs/s200/Havanna.bmp" width="130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Good Luck!!&amp;nbsp; ~XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Disclosure: I received the Gianna handbag in exchange for this product review. No other compensation was received, and these opinions are completely my own&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5636242828957040482-3006122589537444899?l=www.sassymahoganywife.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://www.sassymahoganywife.com/2010/08/ladiesput-little-sass-in-your-look.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sassy Wife)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GH1pTWen91s/TGVdwDhdfkI/AAAAAAAAALQ/41DZGVW4dug/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>58</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
