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December. A week of intense work deadlines and everyday life had left me spent and empty. All it took was Sarah McLachlan and the Barenaked Ladies singing their version of "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" to cause me to tear up and let it go. It’s usually when we think we’re doing our very best to keep up our fake facade that those cracks begin to slowly show up. You only see them when you look close enough and life is hard enough already. It’s good to let it go and exhale. Rest. Remember. Worship. That is what the song is calling us to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“God rest ye merry gentlemen; Let nothing you dismay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Remember Christ our Savior was born upon this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To save us all from Satan's power when we were gone astray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O tidings of comfort and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Comfort and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O tidings of comfort and joy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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 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;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jTneAib1Y5k/TvYPHoYFMHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/olsNqm_BHEs/s1600/Taj_022511.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 204px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 155px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jTneAib1Y5k/TvYPHoYFMHI/AAAAAAAAAlE/olsNqm_BHEs/s200/Taj_022511.jpg" width="133" /&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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1KF6iEqQYc/TvYPqiSzqUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ocqQKZbAQF4/s1600/IMG_4968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E1KF6iEqQYc/TvYPqiSzqUI/AAAAAAAAAmk/ocqQKZbAQF4/s320/IMG_4968.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Caitlyn gave birth to a little boy on February 25th. Taj arrived a little early due to a few medical complications; but, he is healthy, growing and a beautiful addition to our family. His two bottom teeth finally came in and he is busy standing up with the aid of furniture, trying to bypass crawling altogether. I enjoy watching “Little Einsteins” with Taj because he enjoys the music and I like the art. On Christmas Day, Taj will be 10-months-old. He makes us laugh and has given us new names, “Nana” and “Papa.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;From God our Heavenly Father, this blessed angel came; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O tidings of comfort and joy ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2U04uu8uXQ/TvYP1WZDAZI/AAAAAAAAAms/1fQFYC2DwXs/s1600/IMG_6254.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-H2U04uu8uXQ/TvYP1WZDAZI/AAAAAAAAAms/1fQFYC2DwXs/s320/IMG_6254.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;Let's go, Alex; let's go Hope!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Caitlyn and Alexandra are busy with their respective schools. Caitlyn continues her pursuit of her chemistry degree at the University of Illinois at Chicago. She added a French class this past semester, which was fun for me to talk to her about. Darrin and I are very proud of how hard she has worked to balance her school work and motherhood. Alexandra is now a high school sophomore at Chicago Hope Academy. She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;joined the volleyball and indoor soccer team this fall; but, basketball remains her favorite sport. During the Summer, Alex spent four weeks up at Honey Rock Camp in Wisconsin. She was able to kayak with her friends on Lake Superior. In November, family and friends helped us celebrate Alex’s 16th birthday with a Sweet 16 party at Palermo’s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&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/-dD04XvadWJ4/TvYQJ1BGxmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/LQb8EHuUEPg/s1600/alex+camp.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dD04XvadWJ4/TvYQJ1BGxmI/AAAAAAAAAnE/LQb8EHuUEPg/s320/alex+camp.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;Alex (3rd from left) and her Honey Rock friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O&amp;nbsp;star of wonder star of night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Star with royal beauty bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Westward leading still proceeding;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Guide us to thy perfect light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoRzAL_RpFM/TvYQP2F0KCI/AAAAAAAAAnM/rQGiE-hUguA/s1600/me+and+Bo+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoRzAL_RpFM/TvYQP2F0KCI/AAAAAAAAAnM/rQGiE-hUguA/s200/me+and+Bo+1.jpg" width="132" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&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/-5PfqgcU7Qt0/TvYP_ymhHLI/AAAAAAAAAm0/K8lB3Q3NBLI/s1600/IMG_6293.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5PfqgcU7Qt0/TvYP_ymhHLI/AAAAAAAAAm0/K8lB3Q3NBLI/s320/IMG_6293.JPG" width="320" /&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;Papa&amp;nbsp;and Taj&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Darrin continues to work at AT&amp;amp;T, but things are getting tough. Their union contract with the company is up next year; so, the union is telling everyone to prepare for the worst. Darrin’s joy and release comes from playing golf. Two of his friends, Kevin&amp;nbsp;and Jay, are always willing to join him out at an indoor driving range in the colder months or at a park district course in the warmer weather. I was able to finally convince Darrin to sign up and train for two long-distance races, which we completed this past year: the Soldier Field 10 Mile, which we ran together on Memorial Day weekend and the 13.1 Chicago in June (his first half marathon). The 13.1 Chicago race was actually black-flagged due to weather conditions, but we were able to still make it across the finish line and receive our medals. &lt;/span&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 style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Born a King on Bethlehem's plain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gold I bring to crown Him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;King for ever ceasing never;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Over us all to reign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLw_NGe1Hj8/TvYPLaLAKjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YNARpHoFvp4/s1600/Foster+teh+People.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KLw_NGe1Hj8/TvYPLaLAKjI/AAAAAAAAAlU/YNARpHoFvp4/s200/Foster+teh+People.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foster the People&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O star of wonder, star of night ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;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;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sda14KVbg8c/TvYPSj6U48I/AAAAAAAAAl8/v47A3h3Pijg/s320/U2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;U2 &lt;br /&gt;(I get my music appreciation from my mom).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfDQHtLZzD0/TvYPPnH1MQI/AAAAAAAAAls/fyP_9wlm3WY/s1600/Macca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kfDQHtLZzD0/TvYPPnH1MQI/AAAAAAAAAls/fyP_9wlm3WY/s200/Macca.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sir Paul McCartney&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;&lt;/div&gt;&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/-Pp91c-PB2IQ/TvYPMothy-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/SSRUXEJIEkE/s1600/Bright+Eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pp91c-PB2IQ/TvYPMothy-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/SSRUXEJIEkE/s200/Bright+Eyes.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bright Eyes&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/-kMI-EaBFh3A/TvYPOVwOv4I/AAAAAAAAAlk/c3xEyRDSb_A/s1600/Jonny+and+Chris.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kMI-EaBFh3A/TvYPOVwOv4I/AAAAAAAAAlk/c3xEyRDSb_A/s320/Jonny+and+Chris.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;Jonny Buckland and Chris Martin of Coldplay&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;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My year has been full of learning my new job responsibilities, training for two half marathons and lots of concerts (the music and running keep me sane). I probably attended more concerts this year than ever before. Arcade Fire and The National in April; Sugarland and Little Big Town in May (let’s say I&amp;nbsp;accompanied the family because many know I’m not a country girl); the Go-Go’s in June down in Florida (Taj’s first concert); U2 and Interpol in July; Def Leppard and Heart; Paul McCartney at Wrigley Field in August; and I finally attended&amp;nbsp;my&amp;nbsp;first Lollapalooza, with headliner Coldplay on an incredibly hot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Summer night at Butler Field surrounded by thousands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The second half marathon that I ran this Summer was the Chicago Half Marathon on September 11th. It was a special day as our country marked the 10-year anniversary of the &lt;/span&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;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;9-11 tragedy. A restored fire truck from New York was the lead vehicle for the race. I had purposed in my heart back at the start of my training that I'd run to honor the memory of the 2,977 people that were killed. It was a beautiful day for a run and we all stood together to remind the world that we will never forget. We ran strong in tribute to our fallen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Glorious now behold Him arise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqM027YwjaE/TvYPJvZbqwI/AAAAAAAAAlM/A56rPyGhvTw/s1600/6139616721_baefdb0eff_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; height: 70px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 321px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqM027YwjaE/TvYPJvZbqwI/AAAAAAAAAlM/A56rPyGhvTw/s320/6139616721_baefdb0eff_z.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;Jennifer K. (left), me and Mark at the start of the Chicago Half &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;King and God and Sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alleluia, Alleluia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Worship Him God most high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;img border="0" height="132" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opEig-9Z1k8/TvYPW4P5HHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Snv9G50O7Fc/s200/Family+NH_Oct+2011.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Todd, me, Aunt Mickey and Uncle Bill&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpagLJnZoZY/TvYQY7_p9cI/AAAAAAAAAnU/qXAcld0I9YA/s1600/Peony.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" rea="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpagLJnZoZY/TvYQY7_p9cI/AAAAAAAAAnU/qXAcld0I9YA/s200/Peony.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I remember ...&lt;/strong&gt; seeing my grandson for the first time;&amp;nbsp;early morning prayers with a friend; the joy of freshly brewed coffee at 5:30 a.m.; still dreaming of Paris mornings and Dublin nights; Win Butler &amp;amp; company jumping right into “Ready to Start” with such raw, pure energy at the beginning of the set and then sliding right into “Keep the Car Running”; Wednesday night yoga; watching Taj roll over; cheese from Pastoral; honeysuckle growing wild and fuller hydrangeas; the community of runners and walkers that greet me during my weekend runs at Marquette Park; The Wizarding World of Harry Potter; the wisdom of older women; high-fives; singing along with Ann Wilson to all the songs that I grew up listening to on WLS; the hot sand of Cocoa Beach; a Winter wedding; watching Alexandra participate in her sporting events; hanging with my cousins in October; hearing of cancer diagnoses, but knowing my friends are winning the battle; chowder in Boston; apple picking; Mt. Monadnock in New Hampshire; witnessing one of my&amp;nbsp;bosses find love and marry at 65; Friday night lights on the West Side - Chicago style; pushing myself to a point physically in weather conditions that I began to wonder if I had truly gone over the edge; seeing the city from Jackson Park on a Sunday morning; pushing myself to forgive; hugs from the 4's&amp;nbsp;and 5's on Sundays; singing along with everyone to “Hey Jude” and dancing in the aisle when the old guy told me to sit down; answers to prayer; burgers at Sweetwater; lunchtime runs along the lake on hot Summer days; hearing a voice that’s still whispering; completing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;26.2 Windy City Challenge; watching and hearing the boys from Ireland perform an impromptu&amp;nbsp;and rare version of “One Tree Hill”; the ability to fill my lungs with air to breathe and muscles that continue to propel this still 40-something body; and just how good God is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&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/-jM_ayY8RTus/TvYPRNvFZoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Qr9DLxPM6uQ/s1600/WOWY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jM_ayY8RTus/TvYPRNvFZoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Qr9DLxPM6uQ/s320/WOWY.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;"With or Without You" U2360 Soldier Field&lt;br /&gt;July 5, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&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://4.bp.blogspot.com/-opEig-9Z1k8/TvYPW4P5HHI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Snv9G50O7Fc/s1600/Family+NH_Oct+2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O star of wonder star of night;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Star with royal beauty bright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Westward leading still proceeding ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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 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;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fQuqo1e3pg/TvYPkX_IQAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qBYs3azb67c/s1600/IMG_2341.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" rea="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5fQuqo1e3pg/TvYPkX_IQAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qBYs3azb67c/s200/IMG_2341.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taj napping in my garden&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2012.&lt;/strong&gt; May the new year bring you much love and peace. We pray that during this holiday season, you will be reminded of the blessings and gifts that money cannot buy. “&lt;em&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Guide us to thy perfect light."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen” Old English Carol&lt;/span&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dv_x7jZo5g0/TvYPYn6RxDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uJuVwx-VMpk/s1600/Me+and+Aunt+Mickey.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dv_x7jZo5g0/TvYPYn6RxDI/AAAAAAAAAmU/uJuVwx-VMpk/s400/Me+and+Aunt+Mickey.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;Aunt Mickey and I atop Pack Monadnock&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;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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdgSHr9G_w/TvYQI5x_7EI/AAAAAAAAAm8/CLRHimK0szk/s1600/layne+and+cait.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" rea="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LqdgSHr9G_w/TvYQI5x_7EI/AAAAAAAAAm8/CLRHimK0szk/s400/layne+and+cait.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Layne&amp;nbsp;and Caitlyn&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;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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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It was a beautiful, sunny, Tuesday morning walk&amp;nbsp;down Leavitt to the 'el station at 35th &amp;amp; Archer. I walked on the right side of the street. At that point, it seemed like a typical work-day morning on the train. I was happy because I was&amp;nbsp;actually going to&amp;nbsp;be early getting&amp;nbsp;to the office. Since the back door to our office was broken, I had to enter through the side front and cut-thru the file room, somehow finding myself passing our main conference room with all of the attorneys circling around a fuzzy TV picture. I asked what was going on and someone said something about "some type of air plane crash ... some type of possible terrorist action."&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;rushed back to my desk where the lady next to me had one of those mini-TV's on. I saw the smoke rising from the Twin Towers ... ABC News was on and I picked up the phone and called my mom right away.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;"&lt;em&gt;Mom, something terrible has happened in NY ... call Aunt Mickey&lt;/em&gt;."&amp;nbsp; (We have family that lives in NY -- Long Island). It was impossible to get on the Internet.&amp;nbsp; Everything was jammed and it's impossible to pick up AM radio stations downtown. We heard rumors that there were missing planes ... that a plane was headed towards the Sears Tower ... then a plane crashed into the Pentagon ... next, all the planes were ordered down to land at nearby airports. It was so surreal -- everyone was trying to pickup whatever info we could from whatever sources were available.&amp;nbsp; There were&amp;nbsp;lots of phone calls to family,&amp;nbsp;friends,&amp;nbsp;coworkers we knew in other places. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say that we were in shock as we watched the first tower fall was, well, an understatement. I mean, I just couldn't believe it. It was a horrific site --- just knowing that there were people trapped and then to see them killed in that manner. I cried ... a lot of us cried. Our building was ordered to evacuate.&amp;nbsp; The entire Loop was shut down. We were&amp;nbsp;on the top floor at LaSalle and Washington (43rd floor), which was kitty corner from City Hall and 3 1/2 blks. from the Sears Tower. You could look down from the windows and see a mass of people fleeing downtown heading towards the Metra and 'el stations. We heard more rumors:&amp;nbsp;that all public transportation was shut down. Calls were made to find out that this info was not true. I would&amp;nbsp;say, by 10:00 a.m. our firm was officially closed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to call family ... call the girls' school to find out what was happening there. Mrs. Murphy, the school secretary, said that they were keeping school in session because it would be better to keep the kids there locked down and secure because no one really knew what was going on yet. The principal went to each classroom and in an age-appropriate way, briefed the kids on what was happening. The older kids were able to see a little bit of the images from TV. I called my mom and made sure that she was getting out of downtown.&amp;nbsp; My dad's steel plant was shutting down and they arranged to meet each other. I left the office sometime after 11:00 a.m.&amp;nbsp; It was a ghost town down here. I ran into an old co-worker on the 'el platform and we cried. Lots of tears on the train.&amp;nbsp; We were scared to be down here, too. Got off the train and it was so incredibly quiet. &lt;strong&gt;I have never heard it that quiet in the city before&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that same walk down Leavitt to my in-laws' house was different. My father-in-law was waiting on the porch for me ... cried again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up my car and went to Jewel to pick up a few things just in case there were curfews and/or food delivery problems. Everyone was talking to everyone, yet it was quiet. Lots of courtesy and sadness. Left the store and finally went home. Opened the door and found Darrin somberly sitting on the couch watching the coverage on TV. Hugged and cried. Watched TV and cried. I called Uncle Bill to make sure that my cousins in NY were okay. He told me that when my cousin Mark first heard, he jumped in a boat and headed down Long Island Sound over to the East River and tried to make it down to help. He was blocked by the Port Authority police from getting any further ... he saw the last tower fall as he watched from his boat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was walking from one room to another in our apartment when I heard a loud booming noise in the sky.&amp;nbsp; I rushed to the window in the sitting room to see a fighter yet flying above our McKinley Park neighborhood. I knew at that point that the world had changed forever. We decided to head over to Archview (a local neighborhood restaurant) to just get away from the TV and wait to pick up the girls from school. The skies were again eerily quiet being that we live fairly-close to Midway Airport ... and yet they were clear and bluer than any blue sky I've ever seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen that many parents, all at once, picking up their children at school. Alex was in kindergarten and Caitlyn was in 4th. Miss Ehlert, Alex's teacher, asked us if it was really true. I think all of the parents tried their hardest to keep it together in front of their kids without breaking down. It was hard to sleep that night ... lots of bad dreams and the only noise I heard was the scary rumble of the sonic booms coming from the fighter jets patrolling the skies above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you remember when you look back?&amp;nbsp; Never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-2567417043394833003?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2567417043394833003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=2567417043394833003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/2567417043394833003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/2567417043394833003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2011/05/my-brush-with-royalty.html' title='My Brush with Royalty'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2115/2123211908_2b1b468e23_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-6358697903940290438</id><published>2011-04-15T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T22:37:09.680-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wedding'/><title type='text'>Jen &amp; Doug</title><content type='html'>&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/--NLge3NNjhE/TakN8zdphVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/RiCi298llWQ/s1600/IMG_0953.2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="430" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NLge3NNjhE/TakN8zdphVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/RiCi298llWQ/s640/IMG_0953.2.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;True Love is Worth Waiting For&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-6358697903940290438?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6358697903940290438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=6358697903940290438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/6358697903940290438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/6358697903940290438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2011/04/jen-doug.html' title='Jen &amp; Doug'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--NLge3NNjhE/TakN8zdphVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/RiCi298llWQ/s72-c/IMG_0953.2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-4172364619641405573</id><published>2011-03-25T16:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T16:13:42.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Has a Scent ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/5485001133/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5216/5485001133_1193349ee3.jpg" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/5485001133/"&gt;IMG_4602&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/"&gt;Meridith Louise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;"... like the top of a new born baby's head."  - Miracle Drug by U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy one month birthday, Taj!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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In a few short hours, a total lunar eclipse on the Winter Solstice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;will begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Unfortunately, we won’t be able to see it here in Chicago due to snow and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;gray skies. Isn’t that a good analogy of life? Some magical event is about to happen or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;take place around us and our view is obstructed by someone or something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Just because we can’t see it, doesn’t mean that the event isn’t going to occur. Our sight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;might be hindered and we may be discouraged, but life goes on. We move forward ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;“holding on tightly and breathing in life’s sweet breath.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLawGog6TI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cRWoBGzarpM/s1600/daddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;All the lonely people cryin'.&amp;nbsp; It could change if we just get started.&amp;nbsp; Lift the darkness, light a fire.&amp;nbsp; For the silent and the broken hearted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLUrNJEaDI/AAAAAAAAAkY/3iwhPafbneQ/s1600/IMG_2903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLUrNJEaDI/AAAAAAAAAkY/3iwhPafbneQ/s320/IMG_2903.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;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Alex running at the Nike Northside Southside Challenge in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;﻿Both Caitlyn and Alexandra graduated this past year from high school and grammar school, respectively. The “Salutatorian Sisters” each gave speeches during their graduation ceremonies and we celebrated their achievements with an open house for family and friends in June. * Alexandra is now a freshman at Chicago Hope Academy. She was a member of the cross country team this Fall and had a unique opportunity to run in the Nike Northside Southside Challenge during this year’s Chicago Marathon in October. After each meet, she’d break her “PR” (personal record) for time. Currently, Alexandra is in the middle of the girls basketball season at Hope. She is continuing to develop her ball handling and shooting skills. * Caitlyn started classes at the University of Illinois at Chicago in August, where she is a chemistry major and a member of the Honors College. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLU6uYOPVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/TryvWU0BxcI/s1600/IMG_3047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLU6uYOPVI/AAAAAAAAAkc/TryvWU0BxcI/s200/IMG_3047.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Caitlyn &amp;amp; Lottie on Halloween&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Unexpected news took us by shock and surprise this Summer. We have shared the news with most of our family and close friends. The past few months have been rough, but we know that God is using this for His honor and glory. Caitlyn will continue to pursue her degree in order to accomplish her goal of becoming a forensic scientist and we will do all that we can to support her and our soon-to-be grand baby. Isn’t that what family is all about?&amp;nbsp; ﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLawGog6TI/AAAAAAAAAkk/cRWoBGzarpM/s1600/daddy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;There's a comfort; there's a healing.&amp;nbsp; High above the pain and sorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Change is coming.&amp;nbsp; Can you feel it?&amp;nbsp; Calling us into a new tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLbsYS0a3I/AAAAAAAAAko/xQ86uD3eKpU/s1600/IMG_0277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLbsYS0a3I/AAAAAAAAAko/xQ86uD3eKpU/s200/IMG_0277.JPG" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;﻿Darrin is, thankfully, still employed by AT&amp;amp;T. Over the Summer and into the Fall, Darrin took a few classes that were offered through the company. On his spare warm days off, Darrin manages to find time to sneak off to the driving range or he arranges outings with his golf buddies (whose numbers seem to be growing as the&amp;nbsp;boys get older). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLTv_qC0HI/AAAAAAAAAkU/uvmTEnVsUVI/s1600/IMG_0094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLTv_qC0HI/AAAAAAAAAkU/uvmTEnVsUVI/s320/IMG_0094.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;Bachelorette party fun.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;My year: During the afternoon of January 12th, I received a breaking news alert email from CNN stating that a 7.0 earthquake had just struck Haiti. My best friend, Janice, and her fiancé, James, just happened to be in Gramothe, a town outside of Port Au Prince on a medical missions trip. We spent the next few days keeping in touch with the team’s contact person, Janice’s mom, friends, co-workers, the media and Congressional &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;leaders to get the entire team home. Thank God for email, cell phones and 24-hour news channels! On January 16th, the girls and I had the privilege to welcome the team home in a private hangar at Midway Airport. Less than two months later, those same family, friends and co-workers who were part of that communications tree, joined together on a sunny March morning to witness the marriage of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Janice &amp;amp; James. * At the end of Summer, I received a promotion at work and became the office manager at the firm. The past three months have been filled with lots of learning and challenges that have kept me on my toes and have given me a new appreciation for numbers and basic math. * Between the girls’ graduations, hosting the open house and the adjustments at work, I was only able to train for and run in the Chicago Half Marathon this past September with my good f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLaqyMAvQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/X0ITPWP8wjM/s1600/IMG_2804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;riend Jennifer. The race course was basically along South Lake Shore Drive, which was amazing in itself. It was also one of the hottest days of the years, which provided it’s own difficulties. Runners were falling like flies. Jen and I continued on. I’m grateful to have a friend that shares my love for running and motivates me to run strong and finish the course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the walls fall all around you &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;When your hope has turned to dust.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let the sound of love surround you &amp;nbsp;Beat like a heart in each of us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;﻿&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I remember ... &lt;/b&gt;the beauty that you can sometimes miss in the every day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;moments of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLaqyMAvQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/X0ITPWP8wjM/s1600/IMG_2804.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TRLaqyMAvQI/AAAAAAAAAkg/X0ITPWP8wjM/s320/IMG_2804.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;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Jennifer &amp;amp; I: another finish line crossed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;life; early morning prayers with a friend; the joy of freshly brewed coffee at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;5:30 a.m.; dreaming of Paris mornings and Dublin nights; supportive friends who are willing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;to listen and let me cry; cheese from Pastoral; honeysuckle and fuller hydrangeas; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;community of runners &amp;amp; walkers that greet me during my weekend runs at Marquette &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Park; the wisdom of older women; an autumn wedding and garden reception; watching &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Alexandra participate in her sporting events; reconnecting with old friends; running the &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shamrock Shuffle as a family; seeing the city from Jackson Park on a Sunday morning;&amp;nbsp;the passing away of&amp;nbsp;dear old friends;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hugs from the 4's &amp;amp; 5's on Sundays; answers to prayer; lunches with friends at Elephant &amp;amp; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Castle; lunchtime runs along the lake on hot Summer days; hearing a voice that’s still &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;whispering; a very cold 5k race in November that left me chocolate-less; the ability to fill &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my lungs with air to breathe and muscles that continue to propel this still 40-something &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;body; and just how good God is. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Won't you stand up?&amp;nbsp; Stand up.&amp;nbsp; Stand up.&amp;nbsp; Won't you stand up you girls and boys?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;﻿2011.&lt;/b&gt; May the new year bring you much love and peace. We pray that during this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;holiday season, you will be reminded of the blessings and gifts that money cannot buy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.”&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Won't you stand up? Stand up. Stand up. Won't you stand up and use your voice?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Stand Up” by Sugarland&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border: medium none; text-align: right;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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How the Celebrations of the 40's Began</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Always fixated on time ... tomorrow will be the three year anniversary of our departure to Dublin to celebrate Janice's 40th birthday.&amp;nbsp; The succession of those entering this new age is&amp;nbsp;increasing each year as a whole new group of friends gets ready to join those of us already on "the other side."&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Music and places bring back such beautiful memories.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &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/_QS79-ARw960/TKvqUN-54vI/AAAAAAAAAkI/4dJRCrFppFE/s1600/PICT0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TKvqUN-54vI/AAAAAAAAAkI/4dJRCrFppFE/s640/PICT0013.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;The famous&amp;nbsp;Ha'penny Bridge over the River Liffey in the background.&lt;/span&gt;&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/_QS79-ARw960/TKvqlFgBFiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/kP75GdiFYMc/s1600/PICT0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TKvqlFgBFiI/AAAAAAAAAkM/kP75GdiFYMc/s640/PICT0006.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;This store is part of U2 history.&amp;nbsp; Buskers&amp;nbsp;take advantage of the location.&lt;/span&gt;&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TKvqwrvHWAI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/O4Fa_uDesF0/s1600/PICT0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TKvqwrvHWAI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/O4Fa_uDesF0/s640/PICT0004.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arriving at the airport and taking our first Dublin Bus ride to the Temple Bar area.&amp;nbsp; It was a cold, Sunday morning and we had somewhat of an idea of how to get to The Clarence.&amp;nbsp; When we did exit the bus, the streets were made of cobblestones and all you could hear were the Guinness delivery trucks picking up the kegs that were left outside of the pubs from the night before.&amp;nbsp; This picture&amp;nbsp;ended up being&amp;nbsp;chosen for use in a "Schmap" guide for Dublin in 2008.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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How the Celebrations of the 40&apos;s Began'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TKvqUN-54vI/AAAAAAAAAkI/4dJRCrFppFE/s72-c/PICT0013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-2190441198575190895</id><published>2010-09-02T21:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T21:32:55.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One year ago today ...</title><content type='html'>&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/_QS79-ARw960/TIBayhoBp3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/iAhTMpHpnY8/s1600/3959620543_5e35c1457c_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBayhoBp3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/iAhTMpHpnY8/s640/3959620543_5e35c1457c_z.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;39, really&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... my best friend and I landed in Paris to begin the celebration of my 40th birthday.&amp;nbsp; It was the perfect time of the year to go (fewer tourists, cooler temperatures).&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to go back again with my husband someday to explore all the parts of the city that I missed.&amp;nbsp; Thought I'd share my journal entry that I wrote after the completion of our very first day, along with a few pictures, to add a little color.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBaqgDZOII/AAAAAAAAAjY/4NvhYOqPsr4/s1600/3959500741_1f9487c2f4_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBaqgDZOII/AAAAAAAAAjY/4NvhYOqPsr4/s200/3959500741_1f9487c2f4_z.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;September 3, 2009 at 1:57 a.m.:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Gracias" has turned into "merci" and I have comfortably found my way around Paris -- The City of Light -- on this our first day. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBa6Q3GlgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pBhL-fPlVr0/s1600/3960387142_1fe64dbdfd_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBa6Q3GlgI/AAAAAAAAAj4/pBhL-fPlVr0/s320/3960387142_1fe64dbdfd_z.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;The Deportation Memorial&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; A whirlwind day of which I won't soon will forget.&amp;nbsp; I have survived on four hours of sleep in the past 36 hours.&amp;nbsp; I have taken an hour run thru the streets of Paris and seen the Eiffel Tower for the very first time in my life and it brought an incredible child-like smile to my face.&amp;nbsp; We toured Notre Dame and I was touched by the panels depicting Jesus' appearance to the disciples after His resurrection.&amp;nbsp; The memorial to victims of the French Deportation during the Holocaust great moved me and brought tears to my eyes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBa2AC8TzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/igUlgGyxGgI/s1600/3960306926_d52b10d49f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBa2AC8TzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/igUlgGyxGgI/s320/3960306926_d52b10d49f.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Carved wood panels inside Notre Dame&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Janice and I ended the night at an Irish pub on the River Seine where we finished in 2nd place as "Chicago Style" in a trivia challenge.&amp;nbsp; We were awarded free shots of some concoction that looked like the Irish flag.&amp;nbsp; We represented the "Second City" well.&amp;nbsp; It was a great night.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We're slowly figuring out the Metro and learning the neighborhood where our hotel is located.&amp;nbsp; There are so many restaurants around.&amp;nbsp; We even have an Afghanistani restaurant around the corner from us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tired, excited, blown away -- can't believe that I'm finally here!&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow's the Louvre.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bonswa!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;  &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/_QS79-ARw960/TIBau1NvDCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/kjaQkNwXUI8/s1600/3959598415_36221df69e_z.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TIBau1NvDCI/AAAAAAAAAjg/kjaQkNwXUI8/s400/3959598415_36221df69e_z.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Street musician performing along the Seine River across from Notre Dame.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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Happy Bastille Day!'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3452/3949457618_18947daaa2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-8384893159173426443</id><published>2010-06-30T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:17:17.777-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Garden Update: June 30, 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtaGv6jN0I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/O5EOWgJt-oM/s1600/IMG_1024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" ru="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtaGv6jN0I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/O5EOWgJt-oM/s640/IMG_1024.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Echinacea&lt;/span&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Between the girls' graduations and the open house, there has been no time to add my much hoped for raised bed vegetable garden in the back along our garage. It has been all about maintenance at this point. Here are a few pictures to show how the old tried and true are coming along. You just got to love perennials!&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtZaLffSmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/NdQFBSGUWZM/s1600/IMG_1006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtZaLffSmI/AAAAAAAAAiw/NdQFBSGUWZM/s640/IMG_1006.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Bee Balm from my Aunt Mickey's garden in New Hampshire.&amp;nbsp; It reminds me of fireworks.&lt;/span&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtZxuMi-NI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lxkLoTUlnag/s1600/IMG_1007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ru="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtZxuMi-NI/AAAAAAAAAi4/lxkLoTUlnag/s320/IMG_1007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This is the garden which is next to our patio. Very full - lots of color.&lt;/span&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 class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtZ7j6FpnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/1mO5uIBU08A/s1600/IMG_1013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" ru="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtZ7j6FpnI/AAAAAAAAAjA/1mO5uIBU08A/s640/IMG_1013.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;These are Weta's Tiger Lillies. I&amp;nbsp;snagged these a few years ago&amp;nbsp;when they were tearing down the&amp;nbsp;house of my best friends that grew up next door to in Bucktown. Their entire green chain link fence was&amp;nbsp;lined with these beautiful, tall Tiger Lillies.&amp;nbsp;The Summer day I stopped by in the old neighborhood to see the demolition, I was able to slip into the yard and save a few and replant them safely in my own yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&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/_QS79-ARw960/TCtaA_evmkI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Oisl-lTyOhw/s1600/IMG_1015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/TCtaA_evmkI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Oisl-lTyOhw/s640/IMG_1015.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Baby bumble bee on Echinacea. &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: justify;"&gt;You might have heard news reports&amp;nbsp;that the bumble/honey bee population is declining throughout North America.&amp;nbsp; You can get involved in helping to contribute data to scientists to study tracking info on the population status of the bees, make a "bee friendly" garden, as well as the importance of bees (the good bees).&amp;nbsp; Check out the &lt;a href="http://beespotter.mste.uiuc.edu/"&gt;Bee Spotter Project&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 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;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/S6Drq56e7zI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ByrpC6G_UYE/s1600-h/2122429391_5e4cdd95f4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/S6Drq56e7zI/AAAAAAAAAiI/ByrpC6G_UYE/s640/2122429391_5e4cdd95f4.jpg" vt="true" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;A High Cross at Kilfenora, County Clare, Ireland.&amp;nbsp; © Meridith Canning Photography&lt;/span&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!&amp;nbsp; St. Patrick was born c.&amp;nbsp; AD 373 and is widely-known as the patron saint of Ireland.&amp;nbsp; You can call him a missionary and&amp;nbsp;evangelist, too.&amp;nbsp;At age 16, he was taken captive by a group of pirates to Ireland and it was during this time, he came to a personal faith in Christ as he understood&amp;nbsp;the gift of God's grace.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;“... b&lt;em&gt;efore I was humbled, I was like a stone lying in deep mire, and He that is mighty came and in His mercy raised me up and, indeed, lifted me high up and placed me on top of the wall.&amp;nbsp; And from there I ought to shout out in gratitude to the Lord for His great favours in this world and for ever, that the mind of man cannot measure.&lt;/em&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (The Last Confession of Saint Patrick).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;After a few years, he escaped back to Britain,&amp;nbsp;but felt the call from God to return back to the land where he had previously been held captive in.&amp;nbsp; Over the course of 60 years, Patrick traveled throughout Ireland preaching&amp;nbsp;the Gospel and baptizing those who believed.&amp;nbsp; Over the course of his ministry, many churches were established&amp;nbsp;and elders ordained.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I am greatly God's debtor, because he granted me so much grace, that through me many people would be reborn in God, and soon after confirmed, and that clergy would be ordained everywhere for them, the masses lately come to belief, whom the Lord drew from the ends of the earth, just as he once promised through his prophets: 'To you shall the nations come from the ends of the earth, and shall say, Our fathers have inherited naught but lies, worthless things in which there is no profit.' And again: 'I have set you to be a light for the Gentiles that you may bring salvation to the uttermost ends of' the earth.'&amp;nbsp; (&lt;/em&gt;Ibid).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Sources: http://www.christiananswers.net/q-eden/patrick.html#_ftn4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&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/_QS79-ARw960/S6Dr1Vd2gGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qu7_it8ZqEw/s1600-h/St.+Pats+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/S6Dr1Vd2gGI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/qu7_it8ZqEw/s320/St.+Pats+3.jpg" vt="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/S6Dr3lD4sfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/dmLJKmrgwUw/s1600-h/St.+Pat%27s+Well.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/S6Dr3lD4sfI/AAAAAAAAAiY/dmLJKmrgwUw/s320/St.+Pat%27s+Well.jpg" vt="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;The stone (left)&amp;nbsp;which covered the traditional site of&amp;nbsp;St. Patrick's Well.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;St. Patrick's Cathedral&amp;nbsp;(right) in Dublin, Ireland.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;© Meridith Canning Photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/S04HREyslII/AAAAAAAAAh4/m0DTD1gL8gE/s1600-h/Janice+%26+James.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/S04HREyslII/AAAAAAAAAh4/m0DTD1gL8gE/s200/Janice+%26+James.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my best friend, Janice, and her fiance, James.&amp;nbsp; They are currently in Haiti serving on a short-term medical missions team through &lt;a href="http://mtm-haiti.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mountain Top Ministries&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; They were&amp;nbsp;supposed to fly home today, but due to the devastating 7.0 earthquake that struck the country yesterday, their return is unknown right now.&amp;nbsp; There are 23 members of the&amp;nbsp;medical team&amp;nbsp;from the Chicagoland area that have been working at&amp;nbsp;a clinic in the village of&amp;nbsp; Gramothe for the past week.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They worked into the night&amp;nbsp;assisting two doctors at a local hospital where they&amp;nbsp;treated over 100 severely injured&amp;nbsp;people as a result of the earthquake.&amp;nbsp; I received an email from Janice this morning.&amp;nbsp; Everyone is shaken up, but okay.&amp;nbsp; They are going back to the local clinic to help sort things out and attend to patients there.&amp;nbsp; Please pray for the people of Haiti at this time.&amp;nbsp; Haiti is the poorest country in the Western Hempishere and is not equipped to deal with&amp;nbsp;an event of this magnititude.&amp;nbsp; Also, please pray that God will keep Janice, James and the entire team safe as they provide medical assistance to the people of Haiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The Red Cross is reporting that over 3 million people will require aid.&amp;nbsp; The Haitian prime minister believes that 100,000 people have died in the earthquake.&amp;nbsp; Make a&amp;nbsp;difference in your world by making a donation to:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://donate.worldvision.org/OA_HTML/xxwv2ibeCCtpItmDspRte.jsp?funnel=dn&amp;amp;item=1958776&amp;amp;section=10324&amp;amp;go=item&amp;amp;&amp;amp;daniel_prod_ses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gt;Haiti Earthquake Relief&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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The bitter sting of the frigid wind slapped every one of us making our daily trek walking up Randolph to our various office buildings on Thursday morning. We are of Midwestern stock. This is nothing new to us who call this city home. Sure, the first taste of it during the season is never pleasant; but, over time, you learn the proper way to bundle up, head out and carry on. So, we continued on walking up Randolph, with a shred of sunshine peeking out, and we moved forward – holding on tightly and breathing in life’s sweet breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;“Every day I die again, and again I’m reborn. Every day I have to find the courage to walk out into the street with arms out, got a love you can’t defeat; neither down nor out. There’s nothing you have that I need, I can breathe, breathe now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Caitlyn with her friends, Larissa and Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBZKQ_0MyI/AAAAAAAAAg4/-ayZtO5SuG0/s1600-h/IMG_9905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417928384622900002" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBZKQ_0MyI/AAAAAAAAAg4/-ayZtO5SuG0/s320/IMG_9905.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 213px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Caitlyn’s junior year of high school came and went and she is now in her Senior year at Chicago Hope Academy. She spent a lot of time this fall working on college applications, taking her ACT and writing essays. Darrin and I cannot believe that our oldest will be graduating and heading off to college next year. It has been a tough few months, but she has pushed herself and done well. She has now received acceptance letters from eight different colleges and universities, and she has also received a few merit scholarships. Caitlyn is interested in studying forensic science. We are very proud of her and look forward to what God will be doing in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The roar that lies on the other side of silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The forest fire that is fear so deny it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexandra is now an 8th grader and counting down the days until graduation when she will get her cell phone (as well as how many more months until she gets her braces off). Practice just began this week for the upcoming basketball season at St. Andrew. The Bruins had &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBcSdc4jnI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Dfwn_yI8xRQ/s1600-h/100_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417931823939882610" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBcSdc4jnI/AAAAAAAAAhg/Dfwn_yI8xRQ/s320/100_0306.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 240px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a successful volleyball season this fall, taking first place in the conference tournament. Alex was also named an all-star. For this year’s Chicago Area Lutheran Association’s forensics competition, she placed 1st in Declamation for her rendition of a speech by Indian Chief Seattle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 78%;"&gt;Alexandra and her friend, Dominique, at the softball tournament in September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In June, the contract between Darrin’s union and AT&amp;amp;T had expired; so, we were in limbo for a few weeks as to what was going to happen. There were lots of rumors swir&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBYWHV46WI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-FGpoAVfPzk/s1600-h/IMG_5850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417927488677931362" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBYWHV46WI/AAAAAAAAAgw/-FGpoAVfPzk/s320/IMG_5850.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 213px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ling around about what the company was offering and what the union was demanding; but, after many weeks of slow negotiations, both sides finally reached an agreement. They now have a three-year contract, which, in this day and time, is all that we can ask for. Darrin has taken up a new sport/hobby: golf. On his days off (and in much warmer weather), he likes to head to the driving range to practice his swing or to a local golf course for a few rounds. In October, the family celebrated Darrin’s parents 50th wedding anniversary by throwing a surprise party in his mom and dad's honor. Many family and old friends came out to celebrate this special day with us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Walk out into the street, sing your heart out. The people we meet will not be drowned out. There’s nothing that you have that I need. I can breathe now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿This past year I set out to reach some big goals in celebration of turning 40 in September. My friend, Jennifer, and I had talked during one of our runs last fall that this would be the year that we would run a half marathon. So, right after the Shamrock Shuffle in March, we started training for the 13.1 Chicago half marathon, which took place in early June. Jennifer had registered for the Chicago Marathon months beforehand and kept asking me to run it; while a few months earlier, my church announced that they were putting together a running team to raise money &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBdZUTHOAI/AAAAAAAAAho/nQRJdC0QN2o/s1600-h/IMG_5885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417933041253693442" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBdZUTHOAI/AAAAAAAAAho/nQRJdC0QN2o/s320/IMG_5885.JPG" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 214px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for frontline HIV/AIDS caregivers in Africa through World Vision. I felt my heart being tugged at. If I was ever going to run a marathon, it was going to be here in my hometown and it would be for a goal. So, after we ran the half, we started the 18-week marathon training program which required a lot of juggling of schedules, support of my family and sacrifice of sleep. I was grateful to have a few other friends running the marathon this year and we were able to provide encouragement to one another through our Facebook wall posts and chats at church. When that morning of October 12th finally rolled around, it almost seemed dream-like. All those months of training were done and it was time to just go out there and run the course. It was a cold, windy, and sunny Sunday in Chicago that day. The crowds that lined the streets were unbelievable. Just seeing all&amp;nbsp;of the people cheering&amp;nbsp;as we made our way through the different neighborhoods and hearing your&amp;nbsp;named called out as you ran by was such a motivating feeling. The last six miles were tough because of calf cramps and the final three were the hardest. I could not have made it without the help of Jennifer who stayed alongside me the entire course. Darrin and the girls met us and different places along the course to cheer us on. It meant so much to see my parents out at Mile 21 and then to have my entire family, my best friend Janice, and the Zabors at the finish line. I ran as strong as I could and through the generous financial support of family, friends, co-workers and strangers, we were able to raise $ 985.00 toward helping to make a different in Africa through World Vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paris in September ... this is where I celebrated my actual 40th birthday. My best friend, Janice, and I decided that we wanted to mark our milestone birthdays with a unique trip. She choose Ireland in ‘07 and I picked France this year. What can I say about the City o&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBeQuUAOLI/AAAAAAAAAhw/JGCSg2EqY-8/s1600-h/Mer+and+ND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417933993129556146" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SzBeQuUAOLI/AAAAAAAAAhw/JGCSg2EqY-8/s400/Mer+and+ND.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 400px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 266px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f Light? It was more amazing than I had imagined. The culture, cuisine, the sights, the sounds ... it is easy to see why so many writers have gone to Paris for inspiration. We stayed in a hotel in the Latin Quarter and from there we set out each day on an adventure. We visited the &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157622439302016/"&gt;Louvre&lt;/a&gt;, Musee d’Orsay (where my love of impressionism was further deepened); took the train down to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157623058867596/"&gt;Versailles&lt;/a&gt; to tour the palace and stroll the vast gardens of the former monarchy; took a cooking class with Chef Pino at &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157622261159585/"&gt;Cook'n with Class &lt;/a&gt;(which was the highlight of our trip); rode to the top of the Eiffel Tower; walked around Montmartre; toured &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157622344526753/"&gt;Notre Dame&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157622803455128/"&gt;Sacre-Coeur&lt;/a&gt;; continued our Summer concert tour with another Coldplay concert in Parc des Princes soccer stadium and rode the Metro everywhere! I especially enjoyed my two runs along the River Seine while I was there. It was very surreal and awe-inspiring to be able to take in all of the history and beauty as I wandered the city during my runs there. I will&amp;nbsp;post the rest of the&amp;nbsp;pictures with links to my&amp;nbsp;flickr albums in the days and weeks to come, so check back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;We are people borne of sound. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;The songs are in our eyes, gonna wear them like a crown ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;﻿&lt;strong&gt;And I remember ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the beauty that you can sometimes miss in the every day moments of life; early morning prayers with a friend; the joy of freshly brewed coffee at 5:30 a.m.; dreaming of Paris mornings; winning tickets to meet the boys from Ireland at the Metro courtesy of ‘XRT; the working the concession stand along with other Chicago Hope parents at Altgeld Park on Friday nights; "you're Italiano"; honeysuckle and fuller hydrangeas; the community of runners&amp;nbsp;and walkers that would greet me each weekend at Marquette Park during my long runs; watching Alexandra participate in her sporting events; chocolate croissants and café au lait; July road trip up to Alpine Valley to see Coldplay;&amp;nbsp;Espresso Love GU; reconnecting with old friends; the last two miles of my first half marathon; singing the line "Chicago bursts to life" during the song "Hands Open" with Snow Patrol; seeing the city from Jackson Park on a Sunday morning; the long good-bye to my daughter’s classmate, Marcel; celebrating more “40th” birthdays; the day we lost the 2016 Olympic bid; hugs from the 4's &amp;amp; 5's on Sundays; landscaping the corner garden; running along the Seine River in Paris as the sun came up; opening night of the North American leg of the U2360 tour at Soldier Field and then going back the next night with Yvonne and the girls; Guitar Hero and Rock Band jam sessions in our basement; the sound of the people cheering as I&amp;nbsp;ran up Roosevelt Road with Jen as we approached the final turn onto Columbus and made our way to the finish line; answers to prayer; celebrating an engagement; lunchtime runs up to the Adler Planetarium; hearing a voice that’s still whispering; the ability to fill my lungs with air to breathe and muscles that continue to propel this still 40-something body; and just how good God is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;Walk out, into the sunburst street, sing your heart out, sing my heart out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;﻿2010.&lt;/strong&gt; May the new year - this new decade - bring you much love and peace. We pray that during this holiday season, you will be reminded of the blessings and gifts that money cannot buy. “&lt;em&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thank you for being a part of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve found grace inside a sound; I found grace, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it’s all that I found and I can breathe, breathe now.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;“Breathe” by U2 (Hewson/Clayton/Evans/Mullen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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Woke up to gray, overcast skies and a “breaking news” story on the Chicago Tribune that someone was shot and killed in Marquette Park overnight. There’s nothing like a killing in the park that you train in to cause you to think twice about heading out the door for your long run. After reading the full article, I come to find out that the tragic incident occurred east of the park. I head out the door right before 6:00 a.m. and tell Darrin that I may call and have him come pick me up if it starts raining hard. The first 2 ½ miles are fine – just a few light sprinkles; but, by my second lap, the sky gets darker and the rain begins to really fall. Should I stay or should I go? I decide to stick it out. The rain stuck around for about an hour and then it tapered off. The worst part was just being wet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SpyvuYa0HmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/rL4FxDihyA0/s1600-h/IMG00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376365266537291362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SpyvuYa0HmI/AAAAAAAAAfo/rL4FxDihyA0/s200/IMG00029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 Miles:&lt;/strong&gt; August 15th. When I left the house at 6:45 a.m., it was already 78 degrees and quite humid. It was one of the hottest days that we’ve had this Summer and I was kicking myself for not leaving sooner. My leg turnover was slow. I must’ve drank about 60 oz. of water and electrolytes in the first half of my run. Sometimes I swear I can feel salt coming out of my pores (sorry, I know that sounds weird and gross, but when you’re blowing through 2,000 plus calories on a run, you begin to notice bazaar things with your body). It’s like I wanted to run faster, but I just couldn’t. The heat just knocked me out and it wasn’t just me. A lot of my friends who are training for the Chicago Marathon also had similar issues with their long runs on this day. The best thing about this run was that I finally wore this Adidas running visor that I picked up months ago at an outlet store up in Wisconsin. This visor not only blocked out the sun, but it did a great job at soaking up the sweat and keeping the sun off my face. Celebration dinner later that night at Wildfire with Darrin to mark out 17th wedding anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 Miles:&lt;/strong&gt; August 22nd: This run seems like a walk in the park now. Although I stayed up too late the night before adding new music to my iPod, the loss of precious hours of sleep was worth it because the new tunes helped liven up this run. I still enjoy seeing my Saturday morning park friends who are doing their exercise thing each week. I wore my Team World Vision marathon t-shirt so that everyone can see what I’m training for. On the back it says, “26.2 for Africa.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 Miles:&lt;/strong&gt; August 29th. My longest run ever. Remember that part of the movie in Forrest Gump when Tom Hanks is running all across America to the Jackson Browne song, “Running on Empty”? Well, that crossed my mind during this run (and the song is on my iPod, too). I now know that I need a new pair of running shoes because these New Balance have reached their limit. It was pretty cool out for August and the wind was fairly strong. I was able to see members of the Chicago Fire Soccer team who were at Marquette Park putting on a soccer clinic for the kids, which was cool. It’s always encouraging to see kids involved in sports. When I crossed over Kedzie, the passenger in a car going by looked at me and made the sign of the Cross (I wasn’t sure what to make of that). I still visualize race day and how it will pl&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SpyxtQDKdGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/A77OUpDdZQI/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376367446133994594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SpyxtQDKdGI/AAAAAAAAAf4/A77OUpDdZQI/s200/PICT0002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ay out. I do believe that I can finish the marathon in under six hours. My legs were incredibly sore for the rest of the day, but since this week is the two-year anniversary of my knee surgery, I’m quite happy to be where I’m at with my running … that I’m even running at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* Message I received on a fortune cookie in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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New Goals'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SVzsuTDDCvI/AAAAAAAAAeM/tZSMYmZfvRc/s72-c/Shamrock_Shuffle_2009_regbanner_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-4922208835191831736</id><published>2008-12-18T23:41:00.021-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T10:17:27.244-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas letter'/><title type='text'>Looking Back 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008, December.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Chicago is holding its breath tonight as another snowstorm is forecast to&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SU0OZqPVJgI/AAAAAAAAAXo/RIgwKD_v8qs/s1600-h/IMG_8274.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hit area in the next few hours. A few days ago, the evening rush hour was ground to a halt when snow fell upon the area. It took my dad close to five hours to drive home from work in Franklin Park that night. Why does Winter seem different now that were adults? Remember when you were a kid? The excitement of the first snow fall. Snow days. The Blizzard of ‘79 (if you grew up in Chi-town). Sledding. Making snowmen and snow angels. I’ll admit it – Winter is not my favorite season; but, on a few star-filled nights, it’s easy to let the wonder of your childhood memories come rushing back as you breath into your lungs the cold evening air and get that feeling that it’s good to be alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A thousand times I’ve failed, still Your mercy remains&lt;br /&gt;and should I stumble again still I’m caught in your grace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUs-QR4Sy-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/bybk5-PnAl4/s1600-h/IMG_6491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383437420383202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUs-QR4Sy-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/bybk5-PnAl4/s320/IMG_6491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caitlyn (no. 7) playing in a conference volleyball tournament in October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Caitlyn’s sophomore year of high school went by quickly. She is now in her junior year at Chicago Hope Academy and is beginning to take a look at colleges. Caitlyn continued to play volleyball this year and was the main setter on the junior varsity team. In May, we celebrated her 16th birthday with a giant fashion show that was held in our backyard. She had asked her closest friends from school and church to participate and everyone practiced and had a blast putting it together. (Here’s a link to the fashion show video &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXo9tO6cOLE"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HXo9tO6cOLE&lt;/a&gt;). Caitlyn also took driver’s ed this summer and now has her permit. Yikes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everlasting Your light shines when all else fades. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never ending Your glory goes beyond all fame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUtAq5ZB4rI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/JguR1saaC5o/s1600-h/PICT0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281386093726524082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUtAq5ZB4rI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/JguR1saaC5o/s320/PICT0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alex's long jump attempt at the C.A.L.L. Track &amp;amp; Field Event in May. She placed 1st in the 400 and 50 meter events for the 5th &amp;amp; 6th grade girls division.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alexandra is in her 7th grade of elementary school now and has just begun practice for the upcoming basketball season at St. Andrew. She keeps busy throughout the school year by participating in all of the sports that are offered at school. During the Chicago Area Lutheran&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SU0OYs9WbvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fkEMvO69E7U/s1600-h/IMG_7607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281893755523591922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SU0OYs9WbvI/AAAAAAAAAXY/fkEMvO69E7U/s200/IMG_7607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Association’s annual forensics competition last month, she placed 1st in Declamation for her performance of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King’s "I Have a Dream" speech. Alex also celebrated a milestone birthday this year when turned 13 on November 7th. It’s hard to believe that Darrin and I are now the parents of two teenagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alexandra and her friends celebrating her 13th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUs_gAqMblI/AAAAAAAAAXI/q5vdIcBZ68w/s1600-h/IMG_7612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281384807187377746" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUs_gAqMblI/AAAAAAAAAXI/q5vdIcBZ68w/s400/IMG_7612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The girls goofing around at Janice's new condo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Both girls had opportunities to spend a week at different youth camps this past Summer. Alexandra attended Northland Camp up in Wisconsin and Caitlyn attended Phantom Ranch with her youth group from Armitage, as well as Sunshine Cove with the girls from Chicago Hope before the start of the school year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;My heart and my soul, I give You control. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Consume me from the inside out, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Let justice and praise become my embrace to love You from the inside out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In June, we spent a few days up in the Wisconsin Dells. We drove up right after the Midwest experienced torrential rain, which lead to heavy flooding. The big talk of the town was how Lake Delton emptied out its contents into the Wisconsin River. It was a sight to see. Later that week, the girls and I surprised Darrin with a 40th birthday party at a local restaurant. I’m pretty sure he wasn’t surprised, but I think that he had a good time with his family and friends that were able to attend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUs-PNi-DgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hfsDRcvEA_Q/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281383419077332482" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SUs-PNi-DgI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hfsDRcvEA_Q/s320/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Old friends ... Rob Daulton and Darrin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This past year has been a transitional year for me physically. I headed back to the gym in January, but it took me a few months to gather enough courage to try running again after last year’s surgery. I had to get past a big mental block; but, on April 8th, I ran for the first time after an eight month hiatus. In May, I decided to get serious about reaching some health goals; so, I started working with a trainer once a week at my gym. It was tough, but it was worth it because the strength training really made the difference along with the cardio. During the warmer weather, I run at lunchtime with my friend Jennifer from work and it has helped with &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SU0OZO_5SHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/4KjV1PcbH8c/s1600-h/Meridith_nike+human+race.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281893764661069938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 103px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SU0OZO_5SHI/AAAAAAAAAXg/4KjV1PcbH8c/s200/Meridith_nike+human+race.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;accountability and encouragement. I trained for and ran in the Nike Human Race 10K (6.2 miles) in late August on behalf of The Lance Armstrong Foundation. At the start of the race, it was 87 degrees, which made it one of the most challenging runs in my life. I finished in 1:12:46 and my knee felt pretty good afterward. Jennifer and I are going to train for a half-marathon next year. It will be my big 4-0 goal. I am grateful to once again have the ability to run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your will above all else. My purpose remains the art of losing myself in bringing You praise.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I remember ... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the beauty of freshly fallen snow; early morning prayers with a friend; the joy of freshly brewed coffee at 5:30 a.m.; the cougar roaming Roscoe Village; dreaming of Dublin mornings; working the concession stand along with other Chicago Hope parents at Altgeld Park during home football games on Friday nights; the "Faces of Women"; the Big Give; the lunar eclipse; honeysuckle and fuller hydrangeas; holding a plank pose; Looptopia with the girls; watching my daughters participate in their sporting events; Chef Gordon Ramsey telling me that I had a beautiful name; singing "Politik", "Lost" and "Fix You" along with Coldplay at the United Center; seeing the city bathed in an August sunset as we made the turn to head back north along the lake shore path; saying good-bye to our pet hampster, Adam; celebrating more "40th" birthdays; celebrating the U.S. Olympic team at the Oprah Show in Millennium Park; having a cough that never seemed to go away; hugs from the 4's &amp;amp; 5's on Sundays; landscaping the corner garden; perfect days; trying to track down Ringo Starr at Buckingham Fountain on his birthday with a little love and peace; U23D; Earth Hour; Guitar Hero and Rock Band jam sessions in our basement; hearing that one of my pictures was selected for inclusion on the Schmap Dublin Map Guide; running around the perimeter of Grant Park during Lollapalooza; our very own shower in the office; hearing a voice that’s still whispering; the ability to fill my lungs with air to breathe and muscles that continue to propel this still 30-something body; just how good God is ... "all for His glory." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everlasting Your light shines when all else fades.&lt;br /&gt;Never ending Your glory goes beyond all fame. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SU0QDexXa_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/4zkrakfiIs8/s1600-h/IMG_8274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281895589961231346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SU0QDexXa_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/4zkrakfiIs8/s400/IMG_8274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2009. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;May the new year bring you much love and peace. We pray that during this holiday season, you will be reminded of the blessings and gifts that money cannot buy. "&lt;em&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.&lt;/em&gt;" Thank you for being a part of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Above: Caitlyn, Megan, Alexandra, Darrin, Jennifer &amp;amp; me ... at Megan's 16th &amp;amp; Jennifer's 21 birthday party in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the cry of my heart is to bring You praise from the inside out. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, my soul cries out."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"From the Inside Out" by Joel Houston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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Clare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Burren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kilfenora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Galway'/><title type='text'>West Coast - Day Two: High Crosses, Warning Signs &amp; Portal Tombs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA8erXISuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/46Z20ockSnE/s1600-h/1248474-R4-010-3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255767262874847970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA8erXISuI/AAAAAAAAAVg/46Z20ockSnE/s400/1248474-R4-010-3A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The majestic Cliffs of Moher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA8e8zZJLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PBfxYIe17EA/s1600-h/1248474-R5-022-9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255767267556795570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA8e8zZJLI/AAAAAAAAAVo/PBfxYIe17EA/s400/1248474-R5-022-9A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The original tower house of Leamaneh Castle dates back to about 1480AD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA8ewM4qAI/AAAAAAAAAVw/1dYClU9t1qU/s1600-h/1248474-R5-038-17A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255767264174057474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA8ewM4qAI/AAAAAAAAAVw/1dYClU9t1qU/s400/1248474-R5-038-17A.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Wild horses couldn't drag me away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xK3Su_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/U2GuxbqHXPs/s1600-h/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765381545638898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xK3Su_I/AAAAAAAAAVA/U2GuxbqHXPs/s320/PICT0085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xBMqW3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/FEZnPTqFvIc/s1600-h/PICT0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765378950912882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xBMqW3I/AAAAAAAAAVI/FEZnPTqFvIc/s320/PICT0089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Janice &amp;amp; Meridith take it all in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xNYJGFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_eF_aK3_lfQ/s1600-h/PICT0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765382220290130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xNYJGFI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/_eF_aK3_lfQ/s320/PICT0094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look, Mom - no railings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xcHezzI/AAAAAAAAAVY/akRBlNmW988/s1600-h/PICT0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255765386176941874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA6xcHezzI/AAAAAAAAAVY/akRBlNmW988/s320/PICT0097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;King Albert (waving) and Queen Paola of Belgium just happened to be on an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;official state visit while we were at the Cliffs of Moher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tGJfPHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9bGRo_eEIjA/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255764212048673906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tGJfPHI/AAAAAAAAAUY/9bGRo_eEIjA/s320/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hand-built stone walls are found throughout the countryside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tE6E0sI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2wpunacOZrE/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255764211715592898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tE6E0sI/AAAAAAAAAUg/2wpunacOZrE/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Kinvara Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tFNnXBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9qCbDOxbZeU/s1600-h/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255764211797548050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tFNnXBI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9qCbDOxbZeU/s320/PICT0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Balancing Poulnabrone Dolmen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tVzEHsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XeAkW6WtzSg/s1600-h/PICT0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255764216249589442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tVzEHsI/AAAAAAAAAUw/XeAkW6WtzSg/s320/PICT0038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wildflowers of The Burren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tTf_JqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/40vdhOipaZY/s1600-h/PICT0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255764215632701090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SPA5tTf_JqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/40vdhOipaZY/s320/PICT0055.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A high cross in Kilfrenora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random email exchange from earlier today: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M: Ah, the change in the air during the two hours we were at the Cliffs. Being enthralled by that snail clinging to a blade of grass. Our bus driver and his stories. Our fellow tour mates. The ancient graves and the wildflowers that grew all around (and which I could not pick).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J: "&lt;em&gt;LOL!   The double potato!  YES!  I remember not being afraid of looking over the regulation side of the cliffs, but then going over to the “No Trespassing” side &amp;amp; FREAKING out about all the people walking along the path with no railings, only cliff. I mostly remember ... the beautiful live music coming from the top of the tower."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;M: Unbloody believable!  We even got to see a king! &lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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Mushy peas … not so great.  Curry sauce … FAB … or at least I thought so!  You, not so much.  But kudos to you for trying it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before dinner, we ambled through the shops on the main street &amp;amp; wandered to the shore to look at a bit of history.  After dinner, you took a picture of the patches in the pub behind the bar.  There was a Chicago patch there … as well as one Chicago fella &amp;amp; some American girl who was looking to hook up … so it seemed.  The music was sporadic &amp;amp; the pub crowded &amp;amp; we were tired.  I think we got an ice cream &amp;amp; a cab back to the B&amp;amp;B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were dead-dog tired by the time we made it back to the B&amp;amp;B … up that REALLY big hill (remember hauling our stuff up there??  YIKES!)!  During the night, some fellow who was a “wee bit drunk” tried to get into our room!  “Ian, Ian … .” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh….good times!  Tomorrow we go to the Cliffs!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidebar: pulling into the train station in Galway, we noticed a lot of police action along the bay.  Turns out that a young college student was found murdered earlier that morning.  So, when the strange fellow was attempting to get into our room at the Asgard, it was a tad bit creepy.   Geraldine, our host at the Asgard, didn't hear a thing.  And, yes, there really was a BIG hill that we had to hike up to get to our B&amp;amp;B.  We had a difficult time once we left the train station just trying to find College Road.  It was really hot that afternoon, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO61Swhz9aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FHDJIMaV08s/s1600-h/McDonaghs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255337149056939426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO61Swhz9aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FHDJIMaV08s/s320/McDonaghs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best fish 'n' chips in Ireland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO60_BLx_kI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yV5hIcEJKEQ/s1600-h/39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255336809930554946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO60_BLx_kI/AAAAAAAAAT4/yV5hIcEJKEQ/s320/39.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our room in the Asgard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Chicago's finest: perched on a bar on Galway.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO60_RHsLPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jTgozy_HTQ0/s1600-h/CPD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255336814208363762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO60_RHsLPI/AAAAAAAAAUA/jTgozy_HTQ0/s320/CPD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Another pub.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO60_jOAEUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/d_kZSIBpqYs/s1600-h/Galway+Cafe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255336819066671426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO60_jOAEUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/d_kZSIBpqYs/s320/Galway+Cafe.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zE1kkQBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/JPsvxBXjEeI/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255334710869245970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zE1kkQBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/JPsvxBXjEeI/s320/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sign was hanging in the Galway train station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;The Spanish Arch is located where Galway's river meets the sea.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zFHAJSsI/AAAAAAAAATY/PYeVtQEJ9lk/s1600-h/17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255334715548322498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zFHAJSsI/AAAAAAAAATY/PYeVtQEJ9lk/s320/17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zFn4V1XI/AAAAAAAAATg/iSxytHRqWOw/s1600-h/18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255334724373960050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zFn4V1XI/AAAAAAAAATg/iSxytHRqWOw/s320/18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Lots of wool scarves and sweaters to choose from.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zFm8ZN2I/AAAAAAAAATo/IPqp3dV7vf8/s1600-h/27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255334724122523490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zFm8ZN2I/AAAAAAAAATo/IPqp3dV7vf8/s320/27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zF6XWpsI/AAAAAAAAATw/mCOI2GYpii8/s1600-h/31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255334729335875266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO6zF6XWpsI/AAAAAAAAATw/mCOI2GYpii8/s320/31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Galway Yoga Center is on the right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-6439029157225728657?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6439029157225728657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=6439029157225728657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/6439029157225728657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/6439029157225728657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2008/10/galway-or-bust-irish-rail-is-your.html' title='Galway or Bust: Irish Rail is Your Friend'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SO61Swhz9aI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/FHDJIMaV08s/s72-c/McDonaghs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-6318904923167339433</id><published>2008-10-08T10:15:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T14:01:02.523-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book of Kells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bewley&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grafton St.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Stephen&apos;s Green'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Tea Room Oliver St. John Gogarty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dublin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sessions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Looking Back 10/8/07: Birthdays, Bewley's, Books &amp; Bailey's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzXTm4KKAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/a9dzIqP179M/s1600-h/2123180630_2cc6af1787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254811597088106498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzXTm4KKAI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/a9dzIqP179M/s200/2123180630_2cc6af1787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a very cold October morning. We got dressed and walked east to grab some breakfast. "Nude" is a small chain of cafe shops which emphasizes healthy foods. It is owned by Bono's brother (I'm pretty sure he was there the day we stopped in, but someone does not believe me). It is the home of the best raspberry muffins in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzYjQEFAqI/AAAAAAAAARA/aUDfNn-5eTI/s1600-h/Tour+Guide.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254812965353620130" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzYjQEFAqI/AAAAAAAAARA/aUDfNn-5eTI/s320/Tour+Guide.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzYjlPnvpI/AAAAAAAAARI/dwLI6Y_rdb0/s1600-h/Book+of+Kells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254812971039178386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzYjlPnvpI/AAAAAAAAARI/dwLI6Y_rdb0/s320/Book+of+Kells.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzYjusc91I/AAAAAAAAARQ/BE1mym79_eA/s1600-h/Trinity+College.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254812973576025938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzYjusc91I/AAAAAAAAARQ/BE1mym79_eA/s320/Trinity+College.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janice and I started off our day with a guided tour of the historic Trinity College. Our very knowledgeable (and cute) guide told us all about Trinity, which included a stroll through the grounds and then we were able to view The Book of Kells, which is an illuminated manuscript in Latin of the four Gospels. It was transcribed by Celtic monks back in 800. It is an amazing piece of artwork. Only two of the four volumes are on display at one time. It was neat to learn about the inks and papers. The colors are still so vibrant. Learn more at: &lt;a href="http://www.tcd.ie/Library/heritage/kells.php"&gt;Book of Kells - Trinity College Library Dublin.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzdaxz2j8I/AAAAAAAAARg/_Qq4e1piBHs/s1600-h/Celtic+Cart_Dublin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254818317351686082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzdaxz2j8I/AAAAAAAAARg/_Qq4e1piBHs/s320/Celtic+Cart_Dublin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzda7UfKoI/AAAAAAAAARY/T2UxmYkwkOA/s1600-h/2122476321_800c22d9aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254818319904483970" style="WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzda7UfKoI/AAAAAAAAARY/T2UxmYkwkOA/s320/2122476321_800c22d9aa.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shopping along Grafton Street. I love big red doors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed over to Bewley's on Grafton Street for lunch. (Bewley's is famous for their tea). Let's just say it was interesting. The waitress we had was very confused about what was on the menu. I don't think Janice or I actually got what we ordered. We should've just went with a scone and tea. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgEAhnfuI/AAAAAAAAARo/pU4jV5RZjLE/s1600-h/Janice+%26+Kids+Statue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821224699625186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgEAhnfuI/AAAAAAAAARo/pU4jV5RZjLE/s320/Janice+%26+Kids+Statue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgEGoc--I/AAAAAAAAARw/whrB_eqlMhQ/s1600-h/St.+Stephen%27s+Green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821226338909154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgEGoc--I/AAAAAAAAARw/whrB_eqlMhQ/s320/St.+Stephen%27s+Green.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;St. Stephen's Green is a beautiful public park that is situated at the sound end of Grafton Street. Autumn was in full swing and the park was overflowing with color. The sculpture below was created by Edward Delaney and is entitled "Famine." It commemorates the Great Famine that occurred in Ireland in the mid-1800's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgEa7LlPI/AAAAAAAAAR4/TJ_JgyVPKsU/s1600-h/Statute+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821231786169586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgEa7LlPI/AAAAAAAAAR4/TJ_JgyVPKsU/s320/Statute+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgErxBUMI/AAAAAAAAASA/X0v9iOBhRFk/s1600-h/Yellow+Flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254821236306956482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzgErxBUMI/AAAAAAAAASA/X0v9iOBhRFk/s320/Yellow+Flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzjhfxqJNI/AAAAAAAAASI/Jx6fSWR8sTA/s1600-h/2123232264_0c3eb51e50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254825029839496402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzjhfxqJNI/AAAAAAAAASI/Jx6fSWR8sTA/s320/2123232264_0c3eb51e50.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"St. Patrick's Cathedral ... brought to you by Bailey's Irish Creme!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzjhm98-yI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_d6jpYrEFS4/s1600-h/Bring+Your+Own+Bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254825031770110754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzjhm98-yI/AAAAAAAAASQ/_d6jpYrEFS4/s320/Bring+Your+Own+Bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my favorite pictures. Always read the small print! "Bring your own bag.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzkrzzwolI/AAAAAAAAASY/COXScBz9OvY/s1600-h/Janice+BD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254826306527339090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzkrzzwolI/AAAAAAAAASY/COXScBz9OvY/s320/Janice+BD.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Birthday to Janice! We celebrated her 40th birthday with a fabulous dinner at The Tea Room where everything is locally sourced. I surprised Janice with a collection of birthday wishes from family, friends and colleagues that I had collected before we left. After dinner, it was off for a night of "craic" (Irish term for fun).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzksLg2PcI/AAAAAAAAASw/Rbe248gRD5c/s1600-h/2123236132_554d15f64b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254826312890465730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzksLg2PcI/AAAAAAAAASw/Rbe248gRD5c/s320/2123236132_554d15f64b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOz8GmyRG7I/AAAAAAAAATA/7yc0BxAq9tY/s1600-h/Gavin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254852055655324594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOz8GmyRG7I/AAAAAAAAATA/7yc0BxAq9tY/s320/Gavin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the rest of the night at Oliver St. John Gogarty's in Temple Bar singing along during a traditional Irish session. "Hey Jude" was sung at one point and later on everyone joined in for a rousing version of "With or Without You", which is when our English friend (in gray jacket below) grabbed my camera and filmed us for posterity. During the late night, a group of Danes and our English friend taunted one another, trading old World War II insults. We Americans were stuck in the middle.  A dance-off ensued.  We were asked to play spoons and dance.  Carry on, shall we? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzksCIXlfI/AAAAAAAAASo/rIlwsy-Fnvo/s1600-h/2122481523_26eb3515fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254826310371874290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzksCIXlfI/AAAAAAAAASo/rIlwsy-Fnvo/s320/2122481523_26eb3515fa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzksX_IqCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a2akFO1we24/s1600-h/Danes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254826316238727202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOzksX_IqCI/AAAAAAAAAS4/a2akFO1we24/s320/Danes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Danish friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOz8zyRaq9I/AAAAAAAAATI/JeHRswGS7mY/s1600-h/English+Dance+Off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254852831832878034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOz8zyRaq9I/AAAAAAAAATI/JeHRswGS7mY/s320/English+Dance+Off.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our English friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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October 7th in Dublin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq8ByYgt1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LhOsRW1-REs/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218654171576146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq8ByYgt1I/AAAAAAAAAQY/LhOsRW1-REs/s400/12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Of course, we stayed here; it is owned by Bono and The Edge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq8CCexCrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0nDZm3Fy4jk/s1600-h/9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218658492779186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq8CCexCrI/AAAAAAAAAQg/0nDZm3Fy4jk/s400/9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The River Liffey (Ha'penny Bridge is in the background).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq8CSfgNUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qPYJupygaDA/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254218662790837570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq8CSfgNUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/qPYJupygaDA/s400/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The back of Christchurch Cathedral (founded in 1030).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;With the time change, we actually arrived in Dublin on October 7th, which was an early Sunday morning. Janice purchased the bus tickets with Euros that her mom had given to her. We soon learned that "Quay" is not pronounced the same way that us Americans would pronounce it and it was the first of many trips on buses and trains managing our luggage. It was a cold morning and my knee was a bit swollen from the flight. We were alert enough to get off the bus in the Temple Bar area - not too far away from the Clarence - but not close enough that it was a hop, skip and jump. Cobblestone streets and empty Guinness kegs dotted our route up to Wellington Quay. Once inside the Clarence, we were treated wonderfully ... and we kept our sleepy eyes open just in case Mr. Hewson happened to be in the house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Janice and I did take a little nap and then took a walk west toward Christchurch Cathedral, where we took part in the late afternoon Vespers service. The church is amazingly historic. On the way over to the cathedral, we walked past the place where Handel's first performance of "The Messiah" took place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNu8VsiLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/So0TLdK9XMw/s1600-h/2122392763_d94b071a73.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254097384147552434" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNu8VsiLI/AAAAAAAAAPw/So0TLdK9XMw/s400/2122392763_d94b071a73.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We attended an evening Vespers service at Christ Church Cathedral. This was a "light a candle for peace" display.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The view from our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq-SNXwk6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/KDjqLK0AsTs/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254221135317341090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOq-SNXwk6I/AAAAAAAAAQw/KDjqLK0AsTs/s320/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNuyN5pCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Tni6Tkt3G6Q/s1600-h/2122399799_5b32119775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254097381430502434" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNuyN5pCI/AAAAAAAAAP4/Tni6Tkt3G6Q/s400/2122399799_5b32119775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As we were leaving the evening song service, we noticed this woman preparing a late Sunday afternoon picnic for this kitty. It was very formal and cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNvPsb7XI/AAAAAAAAAQA/WrL6pJD5vKI/s1600-h/2122404055_d83480577f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254097389343206770" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNvPsb7XI/AAAAAAAAAQA/WrL6pJD5vKI/s400/2122404055_d83480577f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Orchids in the Clarence Hotel&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNvIxKqoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eJdCUPk4VEs/s1600-h/2123169596_f586546ac3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254097387483998850" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNvIxKqoI/AAAAAAAAAQI/eJdCUPk4VEs/s400/2123169596_f586546ac3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A pub dedicated to writers in Dublin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNOdUhBDI/AAAAAAAAAPg/eS_mOE88zWk/s1600-h/St.+Pat%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254096826065290290" style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SOpNOdUhBDI/AAAAAAAAAPg/eS_mOE88zWk/s400/St.+Pat%27s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking up ... St. Patrick's Cathedral.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first day concluded with an early dinner at a restaurant/pub off of Dame Street. We sat up on the second floor in a room adorned with a tin ceiling and ate fish &amp;amp; chips. It was difficult to understand our waiter because he had such a thick Irish accent. He told us about how differently the people out west in Cork spoke. I was tired, but it was one of the best meals I've ever had because we were excited about the week before us and the adventure of traveling in a foreign place all on our own. Although I was thousands of miles from home and my family, they were never far from my thoughts ... I wished they could've shared in the adventure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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The foundation provides practical information and tools for people with cancer so that they can live life on their own terms. The Lance Armstrong Foundation also works to unite people to fight cancer and aims to pursue an agenda focused on prevention, access to screening and care; improvement of the quality of life for cancer survivors; and investment in research. I plan to run strong to honor the courage and bravery of family members and friends who have battled cancer over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:20 p.m.&lt;/strong&gt;: On the Orange line train heading down to Soldier Field. Lots of runners getting on at the Kedzie and 35th &amp;amp; Archer stops. I'm just wondering if I drank enough water today. It's very hot (about 87 right now). The key will be to pace myself for the first two miles - not start out too fast. There's not a cloud in the sky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:35 p.m.-ish:&lt;/strong&gt; The Roosevelt Road stop on the CTA 'el line is a sea of red-shirted runners of all sizes, shapes and colors. Everyone is making one long exodus east to Soldier Field. A number of us have the same idea ... stop at the AM/PM mini-mart at the corner of Roosevelt and Wabash to pick up water, Gatorade, Propel, etc. The sun continues to beat down on the city as it sets. It will take another 10-15 minutes to walk over to where we're told gear check is located on the east side of Soldier Field ... this is where the disorganization of this race began to rear its ugly head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5:50 p.m.-ish&lt;/strong&gt;: Gear check was supposed to be at Gate 9; but, in reality, it was actually located inside the gates of the stadium. The signage and system was terrible. I understand that they had a large number of runners to deal with (closed to 14,000), but there were obvious organizational/setup problems. They needed more room. By the time I got my backpack checked, I had 15 minutes to use the bathroom and the start of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:15 p.m.-&lt;/strong&gt;ish: The lines inside Soldier Field were long; so, I headed outside to the port-a-potties. They only had about 25 port-a-potties and the lines stretched back close to 40 people deep. I stood in line for about 10 minutes, but I was getting nervous about the start of the race; so, I decided to hold it in and just head to the starting corrals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:30 p.m.&lt;/strong&gt; You were supposed to line up based upon your minute per mile pace, but that was thrown on the window because there just wasn't enough room on Museum Campus Drive for everyone. The race started close to 10 minutes late. It took me close to 20 minutes to even get to the starting line from where I was in the corral. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLv81DP0ipI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xQgFskhOiag/s1600-h/IMG00062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241060579710634642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLv81DP0ipI/AAAAAAAAAOw/xQgFskhOiag/s400/IMG00062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:50 p.m.: &lt;/strong&gt;I'm finally running! It is hot ... too hot (upper 80's still). There are lots of people cheering us on which is great. Less than a 1/4 mile into the run, there are people taking walk breaks already, which blows me away. &lt;em&gt;I've dedicated the first mile to my former co-worker Maureen, who is a breast cancer survivor, and all women who are battling breast cancer. &lt;/em&gt;The first mile includes a run through the McCormick Place West dock. It is incredibly hot and there is no air circulating through this long tunnel-like area. There is light at the end of the tunnel! First mile split: 11:11. The water station was mobbed. I tried not to trip or slip on the plastic cups that they were using. Drank a little water and poured the rest on my shirt. There is an official cheering section for Chicago's 2016 Olympic bid along this section. Banners featuring various 2016 logos line both sides of the street and we're cheered on by 2016 volunteers, including Olympian Michael Conley. Very cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwTy7cG_EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/EcgQ-2rkhnA/s1600-h/IMG00063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241085832022391874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwTy7cG_EI/AAAAAAAAAO4/EcgQ-2rkhnA/s320/IMG00063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The second mile is dedicated to my cousin Michael in his successful battle against bladder cancer. &lt;/em&gt;We continue south and I feel more settled and comfortable in my pace. We're actually running on Lake Shore Drive at this point. It seems like we're never going to turn around ... like we're going to run all the way to Hyde Park. There is this one female runner who is way pumped up and keeps shouting positive statements like "I'm doing it!" "we're doing it!" "I'm making history", but more people are getting annoyed with her. She'll sprint for about 30 seconds and then walk for another 30. As we approach the uphill exit ramp to Oakwood Blvd. to head east toward the three mile mark, she's no where to be seen ... or heard. I hit the 5k mark somewhere near 35 minutes. I'm still within my goal time. &lt;em&gt;My third mile is dedicated to all the kids fighting childhood cancers and their parents and healthcare workers ... I think of Janice and all of her patients - the ones that she lost and the ones that have survived.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I head into my fourth mile with a little drink of Gatorade and a band playing Tom &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwWd8iJ4kI/AAAAAAAAAPA/XgtR4vWaS8U/s1600-h/IMG00064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241088770073813570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwWd8iJ4kI/AAAAAAAAAPA/XgtR4vWaS8U/s320/IMG00064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Petty's "American Girl". The sun is setting over the city and I can see downtown. We are finally heading north, but we are so far south. The sleeves of my shirt are so wet - making it difficult to wipe the sweat off my forehead. &lt;em&gt;This mile is dedicated to Julia and other childhood cancer survivors who are battling cancer yet again in adulthood&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;There is a breeze coming off the lake and it does wonders. I am happy with my time at the 4th mile split. I feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting real dark now and little kids who were picnicing with their families are lining up along the running path and giving us high-fives. I am trying to high-five as many hands as I can because these kids (and adults, too) are a big encouragement to all of us in this last stretch. Perhaps, one of these boys or girls will be encouraged themselves to take up running one day, too. Lots of the runners are taking walk breaks now. I am trying to pick up the pace and finish under 1:10. I say a prayer for the people of New Orleans as they are fleeing their homes to escape the wrath of Hurricane Gustav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time at the 5 mile mark was about 58 minutes or so. It was really hard to see anything on the path because the lights were still out (not good). We began to hear lots of ambulance sirens. Along this stretch, I saw three people injured along the course. One man took a nasty fall and banged his head on the ground. &lt;em&gt;I dedicated this last mile to my mom in her successful battle against lung cancer and skin cancer.&lt;/em&gt; Lake Michigan is right next to us and we can now see Soldier Field before us. We are running east of the old McCormick Place. It seems like it is taking forever to get to the finish line. There are a few people cheering us on. As we begin to approach the 6 mile mark, I can hear the public address announcer speaking and he's announcing the names of runners as they cross the finish line. I make the final turn onto Waldron Drive and see the finish line. I completed the course and kept my faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwcOnvU2XI/AAAAAAAAAPI/mwgALtFmKpw/s1600-h/IMG00068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241095103863642482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwcOnvU2XI/AAAAAAAAAPI/mwgALtFmKpw/s320/IMG00068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All finishers were given a baton-like container which held a finishers bracelet to commemorate the event. I grabbed some ice for my knee from the first aid tent and then made my way to gear check to retrieve my backpack (still very chaotic). Inside Soldier Field, Chicago's hometown band Fall Out Boy performed a concert for all runners and volunteers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwchNZ2i5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/E-lAfiD7cRA/s1600-h/IMG00070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241095423211768722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SLwchNZ2i5I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/E-lAfiD7cRA/s200/IMG00070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My official time: 1:12:46.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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(My Coldplay Concert Review)</title><content type='html'>Last Wednesday, Caitlyn and I attended Coldplay's concert at the United Center. We had front row tickets on the the third level that were smack dab in the middle of the stadium. The concert was amazing! Chris, Jonny, Will and Guy rocked the house, playing most of the tracks off their new album, "Viva La Vida or Death And All His Friends". They also shot a video for the song "Lost!" which required them to play the song twice. The sing-alongs to "Fix You" and "Yellow" were enormous and overtook Chris Martin's vocals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I ran into huge problems with my camera (it just decided to freeze up in a weird half-way focus position) and the section we sat in was filled with a bunch of people whom I will simply call &lt;em&gt;lame&lt;/em&gt; for a lack of a better word. Most normal, music-loving people attend a concert to have a good time because they're genuine fans of the band ... they have looked forward to the concert for a long time ... they have paid A LOT OF MONEY for their ticket ... they want to show their appreciation by getting up off their seat and clapping their hands, dancing if so moved ... singing aloud ... you get what I'm saying, right? There were people in our section who didn't even get up when they ripped into "Viva La Vida" (which sounds much better live) and "Clocks". It just really bugged me. It sounds a little harsh, but if you want to sit the whole time, stay at home and listen to the CD. (I've been throwing around this idea in my mind ... rather than a word scrabble verification, I think Ticketmaster should institute a trivia question quiz for people purchasing concert tickets for various bands so that only &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; fans can get tickets). Okay, thanks for letting me vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the concert itself was great. This was my second time seeing them performing live. I first saw Coldplay when they came through town in '06 on the Twisted Logic Tour. The sound was much improved this time. I've become a huge fan of Jonny Buckland, the lead guitarist (I don't know what it is about those British boys). Each member of the band is an accomplished musician in their own right and they play more than one instrument. Caitlyn and I have joked around about plotting ways to fly across the pond to follow the band on the European leg of the tour. Perhaps, we can volunteer for Oxfam and get into the shows for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of my pictures and a link to the rest on Flickr: &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157606344657196/"&gt;Coldplay in Chicago (072308) Viva La Vida Tour&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0K478aaI/AAAAAAAAANw/LzB6WDeniwQ/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228595791575935394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0K478aaI/AAAAAAAAANw/LzB6WDeniwQ/s400/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jonny and Chris during "Viva La Vida".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0LLlfYVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BQ4UCfitBnE/s1600-h/PICT0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228595796582031698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0LLlfYVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/BQ4UCfitBnE/s400/PICT0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The band performing "Chinese Sleep Chant" on a side stage. It's too bad my camera was only semi-operable because normally this would have been an amazing shot :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0LpIHWdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tXSs__PXo48/s1600-h/PICT0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228595804511885778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0LpIHWdI/AAAAAAAAAOA/tXSs__PXo48/s400/PICT0030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jonny, Will, Chris and Guy in Section 109 of the UC performing "Scientist."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0L-ijj2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/EeJ8JrmArvU/s1600-h/PICT0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228595810259930978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0L-ijj2I/AAAAAAAAAOI/EeJ8JrmArvU/s400/PICT0035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will on vocals for "Death Will Never Conquer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0MQ9L6bI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0ivNrstyW9I/s1600-h/PICT0044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228595815203465650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SI-0MQ9L6bI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/0ivNrstyW9I/s400/PICT0044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and Guy after the paper butterfly effects of "Lovers in Japan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;The sky could be blue, I don't mind, Without you it's a waste of time, Could be blue, I don't mind, Without you it's a waste of time.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Strawberry Swing by: Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oxfam.org/en/getinvolved"&gt;MAKE TRADE FAIR&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-6769355408156357996?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/6769355408156357996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=6769355408156357996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/6769355408156357996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/6769355408156357996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2008/07/from-casinos-to-windy-city.html' title='From the casino’s to the Windy City..'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-8450681054875051553</id><published>2008-07-18T08:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:34:33.581-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joffrey Ballet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='After School Matters'/><title type='text'>A Hot Summer's Day at Daley Plaza</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SICpERrSqTI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZkxCIYsyo38/s1600-h/ASM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224361458679327026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SICpERrSqTI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZkxCIYsyo38/s200/ASM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Yesterday, I walked up to the farmer's market at Daley Plaza with Tamar during lunchtime.  A group of students performed a few dance movements out on the plaza under the blazing hot sun.  The teens are a part of the City of Chicago's "After School Matters" program, which provides training in a partnership with the Joffrey Ballet.  These were kids were very good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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It's a family tradition. McKinley Park is the neighborhood on the southwest side that we used to live in before we moved and bought our house in West Lawn. It's the 'hood where Darrin grew up and where his parents still live. It was a very sunny and warm morning and according to the VFW Post, they had the biggest turnout in the parade history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to say that members of my family and close friends have honorably served our country through the military. My birth father, stepdad Larry and Uncle John all were members of the Army and served during Vietnam. My brother-in-law Larry was a Marine and also did a tour of Vietnam. Darrin's brother David spent time overseas with the Army in the late 80's. My cousin's husband, Ryan, was among the first National Guard members to patrol Iraq during Operation Iraqi Freedom. Regardless of where you stand politically, we all need to remember the sacrifices of the fallen men and women from the Revoluntionary War to the present who have died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj6VG93dI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UeQc-gg4n5o/s1600-h/PICT0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204793279362489810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj6VG93dI/AAAAAAAAAMg/UeQc-gg4n5o/s400/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj61G93eI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1Xh2rTvCNqg/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204793287952424418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj61G93eI/AAAAAAAAAMo/1Xh2rTvCNqg/s400/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj7FG93fI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4VPfspLP7nc/s1600-h/PICT0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204793292247391730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj7FG93fI/AAAAAAAAAMw/4VPfspLP7nc/s400/PICT0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj7lG93gI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QVtXJ4g1nH8/s1600-h/PICT0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204793300837326338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj7lG93gI/AAAAAAAAAM4/QVtXJ4g1nH8/s400/PICT0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj71G93hI/AAAAAAAAANA/0Vh1GTX8m1I/s1600-h/PICT0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204793305132293650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SDsj71G93hI/AAAAAAAAANA/0Vh1GTX8m1I/s400/PICT0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The bugle has sounded&lt;br /&gt;Its notes drift away, this time now belongs to you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day for one brief moment hear the silence fill the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of those who walked beside us; Now no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, don't cry, but hear their laughter for their spirit lives inside,&lt;br /&gt;Let the mysic stream of mem'ry fill our hearts with pride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make us humble, make us knowing, and reflect on what is done ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One this day for now, forever&lt;br /&gt;Make this nation one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, fall all the fallen, make this nation one!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"On This Day" by: Charles Strouse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-4344319592108367268?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/4344319592108367268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=4344319592108367268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/4344319592108367268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/4344319592108367268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2008/05/of-women-caitlyn-16th-birthday-fashion_20.html' title='&amp;quot;Faces of Women&amp;quot;: Caitlyn&amp;#39;s 16th Birthday Fashion Show (Part 2)'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-5401896283321178808</id><published>2008-05-20T09:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:36:40.255-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Faces of Women" Caitlyn's 16th Birthday Fashion Show (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/HXo9tO6cOLE' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/HXo9tO6cOLE'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caitlyn had talked about doing a fashion runway show for her 16th birthday for a long time.  She was able to pull it off with the help of her friends.  Details to come ... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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I'm multi-tasking at the moment (cleaning up memory cards, uploading photos to Flickr, watching Top Chef and blogging).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent last Saturday cheering on Alex at her track and field meet. She did very well, taking first place in the 5th &amp;amp; 6th grade girls 400 meter and 50 meter, as w&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8kPUqkdI/AAAAAAAAALg/3cdtFMIFsMU/s1600-h/PICT0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200457525503889874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8kPUqkdI/AAAAAAAAALg/3cdtFMIFsMU/s320/PICT0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ell as placing in the softball throw, running jump and girls' relay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While at the meet, I had a flashback to the day I raced Monique T. in 9th grade at the Marquette Park track during a youth activity. I remember running as fast as I could and barely being able to catch my breath. I had to beat her because the boy I liked really liked her and, well, you know how those things go. We were neck and neck for most of the race, but I somehow managed to pull ahead at the end. My racing days are long over and I now look forward to running a 5K with Alex this Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8kfUqkeI/AAAAAAAAALo/5Kv4X6ck2KI/s1600-h/PICT0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200457529798857186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8kfUqkeI/AAAAAAAAALo/5Kv4X6ck2KI/s320/PICT0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8k_UqkfI/AAAAAAAAALw/Wii5_iOhv7A/s1600-h/PICT0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200457538388791794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8k_UqkfI/AAAAAAAAALw/Wii5_iOhv7A/s320/PICT0027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8lPUqkgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hSE0Vfo1UDg/s1600-h/PICT0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200457542683759106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCu8lPUqkgI/AAAAAAAAAL4/hSE0Vfo1UDg/s320/PICT0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tools of the trade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCvC7fUqkiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7CRQH9W7W-Q/s1600-h/PICT0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200464522005615138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SCvC7fUqkiI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7CRQH9W7W-Q/s320/PICT0052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alex holding all of her ribbons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-2422818910686757405?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/2422818910686757405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=2422818910686757405' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/2422818910686757405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/2422818910686757405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2008/05/sights-sounds-smells-calculations.html' title='Sights, Sounds, Smells &amp; Calculations'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-6781961428577393478</id><published>2008-04-29T16:35:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:34:36.578-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fast Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gordon Ramsay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charming chefs'/><title type='text'>"... another beautiful name."</title><content type='html'>Today I met British chef Gordon Ramsay at Macy's during a promotional appearance for his new book, "Gordon Ramsay's Fast Food". Ramsay's BBC show "Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmares" is one of the few shows that Darrin and I will sit down and watch together. (Ramsay seemed to get a kick out of hearing that tidbit). My friend Sandra and I made our way through a one hour long que for the book signing, but it was worth it.  He was extremely pleasant, charming and chatted with everyone.  When Ramsay saw my name on the Post-it for the inscription on the book, he commented, "another beautiful name" in that British accent of his.    I babbled on about how it was a pleasure to meet him (hoping in the back of my mind that my words were making sense)and then I shook his hand.  Sandra and I said good-bye and then it was over.  We stood by the side and giggled like a bunch of school girls.  We headed back to the office clutching our new cook book and savoring the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SBfr6ZDqBWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-lq-cVv2VOs/s1600-h/PICT0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194880083586319714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SBfr6ZDqBWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/-lq-cVv2VOs/s320/PICT0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chef Gordon Ramsay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SBfr6pDqBXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/A_YOzxPwdiY/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194880087881287026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SBfr6pDqBXI/AAAAAAAAAKY/A_YOzxPwdiY/s320/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sandra couldn't wipe that smile off of her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SBfr7JDqBYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hM1DhFPLlmE/s1600-h/PICT0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194880096471221634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SBfr7JDqBYI/AAAAAAAAAKg/hM1DhFPLlmE/s320/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gordon and I in deep conversation ... too bad I spaced our and forgot to mention that my name was spelled in the Welsh tradition.  He's a runner, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-8920320086220019149?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/8920320086220019149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=8920320086220019149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/8920320086220019149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/8920320086220019149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2008/02/seeking-god.html' title='Seeking God'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2074/2123170726_088a0e08fd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-5281585204716745616</id><published>2008-02-14T14:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T14:34:06.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/2122446007/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2345/2122446007_f39b5cbee8.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/2122446007/"&gt;PICT0047&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/9968241@N04/"&gt;Meridith Louise&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Irish Hydrangea from County Cork.  I took this picture while strolling the grounds of Blarney Castle in October, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"... the greatest of these is love."  I Cor. 13:13&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16905222-7110911114241243878?l=meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/feeds/7110911114241243878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16905222&amp;postID=7110911114241243878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/7110911114241243878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16905222/posts/default/7110911114241243878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://meridith-writes-again.blogspot.com/2007/12/u23d.html' title='U23D'/><author><name>Meridith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11416157068620297730</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/SWjy5bFOzfI/AAAAAAAAAec/phbuetocL8Y/S220/Finish+Line+in+SIght.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16905222.post-483733638629215995</id><published>2007-12-19T23:17:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:34:41.207-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='long'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Looking Back 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;, December. The days are getting shorter and the nights colder, while flannel sheets now grace our beds. Autumn came and went without any effort to get the garden ready for next Spring. Lots of our plans were put off ... not purposefully, but, sometimes, life just happens and we still can find the beauty in the remainder of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The splendor of a King, clothed in majesty. Let all the earth rejoice, All the earth rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;He wraps himself in Light, and darkness tries to hide and trembles at His voice, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;trembles at His voice.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year was fill&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oHl4pEVlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q6-mMPHTzBE/s1600-h/Hope+VB+07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145933871665403474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oHl4pEVlI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Q6-mMPHTzBE/s400/Hope+VB+07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ed with the usual day-to-day activities and a few unexpected events. Caitlyn completed her freshman year of high school at Chicago Hope Academy – go Eagles! She’s now firmly entrenched in her sophomore year, with classes including chemistry, Spanish II and world history. Caitlyn made the volleyball team again and is working hard being a Student Ambassador. In July, she had an incredible opportunity through school to spend a week working in Ensenada, Mexico by helping to assemble pre-fabricated homes for some very needy families. The project was part of the Arial Home Initiative, in conjunction with Youth With a Mission. (Here’s a link to pictures and info on the build: &lt;a href="http://www.arialhome.org/Past%20Builds.htm"&gt;http://www.arialhome.org/Past%20Builds.htm&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;click on the July 26-26, 2007 link).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2qJ5IpEVoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pD25GtdBawE/s1600-h/Air+Alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146077138889496194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2qJ5IpEVoI/AAAAAAAAAFI/pD25GtdBawE/s320/Air+Alex.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alexandra is now a 6t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oJAopEVmI/AAAAAAAAAE4/oe62kti_8Hw/s1600-h/PICT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h grader and in the junior high youth group&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oJeopEVnI/AAAAAAAAAFA/gBhT1su_95I/s1600-h/PICT0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. She participated in each and every sport offered during the school year and has just begun practice for the upcoming basketball and cheerleading season at St. Andrew. Her new passion is skateboarding and before it turned cold, she spent a lot of time in the backyard practicing "ollies" and "pop shove it" off the ramp that Darrin built for her. Alex took 2nd place in the storytelling division of the Chicago Area Lutheran Association’s annual forensic competition in November during her performance of "The Three Silly Billies".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In June, we spent a week out in California visiting Darrin’s sister Dawn and her husband, Larry. We spent a day up at Zuma Beach in Malibu. While the girls and I were out in the surf, Darrin re&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oDQYpEVgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HX60ff8HrEE/s1600-h/PICT0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145929104251704834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oDQYpEVgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/HX60ff8HrEE/s200/PICT0057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;laxed under the partial cover of an umbrella, but he still managed to get a second-degree sun burn on his ankles. We finally made it down to Orange County to visit Knott’s Berry Farm. The girls got a kick when just the three of us took a drive up through the Hollywood Hills, Brentwood, Beverly Hills and down Rodeo Drive. We wrapped up the week with a trek down to Huntington Beach with Dawn &amp;amp; Larry where we staked out a fire pit near the ocean, swam, ate, made smores and relaxed. The sunset was breathtaking and we were able to watch porpoises feed in the water about 150 feet out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In September, Darrin and Alex fulfilled their dream of owning a dog by brining home a Maltese puppy which we named "Brody". Lottie is slowly warming up to the new addition to the family. Sometimes it &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oDRYpEVjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QyXzqpWxc8k/s1600-h/PICT0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145929121431574066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oDRYpEVjI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QyXzqpWxc8k/s200/PICT0090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;feels like our house is a zoo with everyone running up and down, in and out and away and after each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started noticing pain in my left knee late last year, which I thought was just runner’s knee. I was able to run the Shamrock Shuffle 8K with Darrin and Caitlyn in March, but took two long breaks up through July. During my last attempt to run in July, I made it only three steps before I felt a horrible, ripping-type pain shoot down my leg. An MRI confirmed it was a lateral tear of the left medial meniscus. So, on a Friday in late August, I underwent an arthroscopic surgical repair on my knee. My orthopedic surgeon (the best ever), discovered I also had the start of a tear on the anterior meniscus as well. Darrin, Janice and the girls took exceptional care of me at home and I was able to return to work (with crutches) the following Thursday. I only had six weeks to recuperate from the time of my surgery to the day Janice and I were scheduled to leave for Ireland; so, after a few weeks of physical therapy, I was physically ready to make the journey with Janice to the Emerald Isle to celebrate her 40th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oEvYpEVkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wa6Ejp0pblc/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145930736339277378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2oEvYpEVkI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wa6Ejp0pblc/s200/PICT0056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;IRELAND&lt;/span&gt;. I’m still thinking about the sights, sounds, people, places ... it was magical, it was beautiful, it was exhausting, it was adventurous. We started in Dublin, staying at The Clarence (Bono’s hotel) across from the River Liffey and near the Temple Bar area for two nights. Lots of walking down Grafton Street, a tour of Trinity College, a viewing of the Book of Kells, took in an evening song service at Christchurch Cathedral and a tour of St. Patrick’s. * A three hour train ride took us to Galway on the west coast. We took a tour of The Burren in County Clare (home of megalithic tombs and portal dolmens) and the Cliffs of Moher (breathtakingly beautiful). The King of Belgium just happened to be on an official state visit and stopped by the Cliffs while we were there. Every county that we visited was different (especially dialects). * Cork had a different feel; a bit edgier than Galway, but very urban. We found our way to Blarney Castle and made the trek up to the top to kiss the Blarney Stone. The view of the estate from the top was worth it, especially with all of the trees in their autumn splendor. * Another long bus ride took us back east, down to Waterford, where we did the Waterford Crystal factor tour. You really get to appreciate the craftsmanship that goes into each piece. Janice and I had to make an Amazing Race-type dash to catch a train back up to Dublin for our final two days. * Back in Dublin, we did more shopping, toured the Guinness Brewery and walked around O’Connell Street. We cheered along with visiting Brits while watching the English beat the French in World Cup Rugby during dinner one night. * Ireland is so rich in history. A history that is worth learning about. Our guided tour of Kilmainham Gaol (jail) left me speechless. You can read about the 1916 Easter Rising to get started. This trip made me appreciate refills on coffee, ice, the 16 oz. beverage size, good signage and transit maps that actually show you which direction you’re heading to. * I’ve posted all of my digital pictures on flickr, which you can view at your leisure at: &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157603498499246/"&gt;http://flickr.com/photos/9968241@N04/sets/72157603498499246/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Age to age He stands and time is in His hands, Beginning and the end, beginning and the end. The Godhead Three in One, Father Spirit Son, the Lion and the Lamb,&lt;br /&gt;the Lion and the Lamb.&lt;/strong&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I remember ...&lt;/strong&gt; the beauty of freshly fallen snow; early morning prayers with a friend; the joy of freshly brewed coffee at 5:30 a.m.; walking through St. Stephen’s Green; Evening Song in Christ Church Cathedral; Dublin mornings; parents who pray; yearning to run when I couldn’t; a better year of growing hydrangeas; the Danes vs. the Brits at Oliver St. John Gogarty and the "With or Without You" sing-a-long; Looptopia; catching the girls’ sporting events; the climb to the top of Blarney Castle to kiss the Blarney Stone; hearing Stewart Copeland’s familiar drumming as The Police finally took&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2qKPopEVpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/r0tW-jes9oo/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146077525436552850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/R2qKPopEVpI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/r0tW-jes9oo/s320/PICT0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the stage at Wrigley Field; watching a sea lion in the water off Zuma Beach in Malibu; body surfing with Alexandra in the Pacific; running with Caitlyn during her first race; the beauty of the Cliffs of Moher and the roar of the Atlantic Ocean below; watching Alexandra chase Brody around the backyard; the noise from the MRI; celebrating the first of the "40th" birthdays of friends; hugs from the 4's &amp;amp; 5's on Sundays; expanding my garden in the patio; the porpoises of Huntington Beach; cicadas; lunchtime spent in the Lurie Garden at Millennium Park; getting the news that Chicago has a chance to host the 2016 Olympics; fish &amp;amp; chips at McDonough’s in Galway; the excitement and letdown of the Chicago Bears; catching up with old friends during our mini 20th high school reunion get together; walking through the damp and dark cells in Kilmainhim Goel; being wheeled into a cold room and feeling the burn of the anesthesia in the IV; hearing a voice that’s still whispering; the stillness of the Burren; the ability to fill my lungs with air to breathe and muscles that continue to propel this still 30-something body; and just how good God is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Name above all names, Worthy of our praise, My heart will sing How great is our God&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008&lt;/strong&gt;. May the new year bring you much love and peace. I pray that your celebration of the Savior’s birth will remind you of all that He has done for you in giving His life as a ransom for all "&lt;em&gt;For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord&lt;/em&gt;." Thank you for being a part of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How great is our God, sing with me, how great is our God, and all will see how great, how great is our God&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;"How Great is our God " by Chris Tomlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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Bank of America has just completed its take-over of LaSalle Bank; so, next year there will be a name change for this premier event. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing like standing on the sidelines cheering on all of the runners. We used to stake out a spot near U.S. Cellular Field -- around mile 19 -- and watch the elite runners (including Catherine Ndereba, Khalid Khannouchi and Paul Tergat) go by first. I'd shout out "Jambo!" as the Kenyans and their rabbits flew by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is such an incredible feeling of excitement and energy as all of the runners pass by. You get a chill from seeing the Team in Training and World Vision runners who are running to raise money for cancer research or to help African families and children affected by HIV/AIDS. The rest of the field is made up of different men and women from all walks of life ... young and old, first time marathoners and 10-year veterans trying to set a new PR ... middle-aged women with their names written on their t-shirts who smile brightly and pump their hand up in the air when you shout out their name for encouragement... men wearing pink t-shirts&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/RwaiROF7TdI/AAAAAAAAADs/cfoitqAbQGU/s1600-h/Spectators_Go-Jason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117956443277577682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QS79-ARw960/RwaiROF7TdI/AAAAAAAAADs/cfoitqAbQGU/s400/Spectators_Go-Jason.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; declaring that they are running in memory of a loved one ... bodies with less than 20% body fat to Clydesdale runners. They all pound the flat, fast pavement snaking through Chicago's vibrant neighborhoods -- each destined to reach their goal to justify the months of training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At lunch today, there were lots of people walking back from the marathon expo with their race packets slung across their shoulders. The sun was shining brightly and there was a definite feeling of hype in the October sky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could run. I have a few months to go before I'll feel comfortable enough to get back out there. My knee is continuing to heal and I'm grateful that I finally got it taken care of. I'm placing my sights on running in next Spring's LaSalle Bank Shamrock Shuffle 8K ... wait, I mean the Bank of America Shamrock Shuffle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to Barbara P., Michelle S. and the 40,000 other runners who will line up Sunday morning ... run strong! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hebrews 12:1 "&lt;em&gt;... let us run with endurance the race that is set before us ...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.one.org/"&gt;&lt;img
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