<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666</id><updated>2012-01-26T17:30:08.867-06:00</updated><category term='Johnny Cash'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Ghost Hunters'/><category term='Rankin Ledger'/><category term='march of dimes'/><category term='my favorites'/><category term='parents and kids'/><category term='Tina Fey'/><category term='Operation Shoestring'/><category term='Mustard Seed'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Mississippi magazine'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='books'/><category term='Celebrities'/><category term='madison county magazine'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='economy'/><category term='My life'/><category term='events'/><category term='Random Rants'/><category term='Jackson'/><category term='Non-profits'/><category term='Ebay'/><category term='fair'/><category term='working'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='tags'/><category term='delta magazine'/><category term='Restaurants'/><category term='Clinton News'/><category term='food'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='Wingard Home'/><category term='husband'/><category term='house'/><category term='Mississippi'/><category term='Portico'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='design on a dime'/><category term='stories'/><category term='writing'/><category term='Morgan Freeman'/><category term='fitness'/><category term='Sarah Palin'/><title type='text'>Shamelessly Southern</title><subtitle type='html'>All about Southern culture and my cute kids.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>137</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7909667009438085484</id><published>2011-04-15T11:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T11:09:30.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Moved!</title><content type='html'>My hiatus is over! Check out the new blog and site at www.amandadovewells.com. See you over there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7909667009438085484?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7909667009438085484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7909667009438085484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7909667009438085484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7909667009438085484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2011/04/weve-moved.html' title='We&apos;ve Moved!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-822642508750499951</id><published>2010-01-28T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:17:01.719-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Living on Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S2ILfDthQxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/PA0b_FZ1Jwo/s1600-h/San+Fran+Jan+09+039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S2ILfDthQxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/PA0b_FZ1Jwo/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+039.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I had a really fun interview today. I'm working on a story about couples at different stages of marriage for a Valentine's story. It's so fun to hear the story of how people met and fell in love. Today I went to an elderly couple's home to do an interview. They are a widow and widower that met and fell in love in their eighties. After only a month of "courting," they made the leap into marriage. She made me some banana bread and tea for me and I settled in to listen to them gush about each other. The.sweetest.thing.ever. Ever. I can't imagine losing my Nathan, as both of them lost their spouses after 50 and 60 years of marriage. But, to see them so happy together is just heartwarming. &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;Sometimes I think the story of how I met my husband and how he proposed, etc. is so boring when you hear these really amazing stories. But, I must say, we have such a wonderful marriage. Maybe the start was ho-hum, but it just keeps getting better. I love to see others in love because I just know how they feel. It's pretty stinking great. &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;I promise the mushiness will stop after Valentine's Day (well, maybe.). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-822642508750499951?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/822642508750499951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=822642508750499951' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/822642508750499951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/822642508750499951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2010/01/living-on-love.html' title='Living on Love'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S2ILfDthQxI/AAAAAAAAAYg/PA0b_FZ1Jwo/s72-c/San+Fran+Jan+09+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6428196271867323307</id><published>2010-01-26T15:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T15:24:07.082-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Productivity...</title><content type='html'>It feels so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a busy day (in addition to the busy week and a half preceding). Days like today make me so thankful for being able to do what I love. I spent the morning bustling around the metro area talking to interesting people for various stories. We have a wealth of intriguing people oozing with Southern hospitality here. Like this lady:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19ZXukWvdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FmjmqLG49o0/s1600-h/playroom+047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19ZXukWvdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FmjmqLG49o0/s400/playroom+047.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You'll have to pick up the February issue of &lt;a href="http://www.madisoncountymagazine.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Madison County Magazine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;to see who this creative, eclectic lady is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in addition to a busy, busy, week, our weekend was busy too (self-inflicted of course). Besides, the Saints game, (yeah, yeah, who dat?, yaddayadda, I could care less about football, but I am glad to see a Southern team in the Super Bowl and my husband happy), we embarked on another project - the girls' room. It's not complete, so I'll only show you bits and pieces before the big reveal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project Wonderland Entry #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We painted... &lt;br /&gt;Here's the room color before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19bB3T8LeI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nj5izcY4vgg/s1600-h/2008+037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19bB3T8LeI/AAAAAAAAAX4/nj5izcY4vgg/s400/2008+037.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(this is my RyBug and two of her friends)&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; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Blah. Fine for my living room, but not nearly special enough for my babies. So here's what we covered it up with. &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/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19bd-ClpqI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xoU47yzbswY/s1600-h/playroom+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19bd-ClpqI/AAAAAAAAAYA/xoU47yzbswY/s400/playroom+019.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19bh_VXWAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yCS0jMqd8cw/s1600-h/playroom+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19bh_VXWAI/AAAAAAAAAYI/yCS0jMqd8cw/s400/playroom+020.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;It's "Window Pane" by Behr. I'm not much for pink, but my oldest daughter is, so this is a compromise. The blue tones down the pink that's everywhere else. &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 style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Also, I found this adorable ribbon (Hobby Lobby, what would I do without you?) and grabbed two of the letters that used to be in baby girl's name on her nursery wall (and happen to be the first letter of the girls' names) and made up these contraptions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19cWLcveqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/z7cbT6_GAgk/s1600-h/playroom+021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19cWLcveqI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/z7cbT6_GAgk/s400/playroom+021.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19ca6mYHuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5hRSgSFBDKc/s1600-h/playroom+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" mt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19ca6mYHuI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5hRSgSFBDKc/s400/playroom+022.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;Not sure yet if this is where they'll stay, but we'll see. I still have lots to do. I have to find something for the walls and learn how to sew so that I can make bedskirts and curtains. Also, my oldest is dying for a chandelier, so a search&amp;nbsp;has ensued.&amp;nbsp;As soon as I have the time (and the budget allows), I'll get right on that. It's so fun though, I can't wait for the big reveal!&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;Happy Tuesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6428196271867323307?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6428196271867323307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6428196271867323307' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6428196271867323307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6428196271867323307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2010/01/productivity.html' title='Productivity...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S19ZXukWvdI/AAAAAAAAAXw/FmjmqLG49o0/s72-c/playroom+047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2940632675556351514</id><published>2010-01-20T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T14:28:43.875-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>The Pacifier Diaries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1dmlJjRm0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/CMU8eeJlLD0/s1600-h/July+09+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" mt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1dmlJjRm0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/CMU8eeJlLD0/s400/July+09+005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;Well, we decided to take baby girl's paci away, or her "dohdoh" as she calls it. We have no idea where "dohdoh" came from, that's just how she has always referred to her pacifier. Before I had kids I always said I would never have a child that had to take their pacifier out to talk. Well, never say never is all I have to say about that. My oldest sucked her thumb when we took her pacifier away around her first birthday and that was a terrible habit to break, so I let baby girl keep her paci a little longer, ok, a lot longer. &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 first day without it was pretty rough, but now she does great during the day and hasn't even asked for it. It's bed time that's the kicker. She simply won't go to sleep, but I know it will get better. &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;Say a prayer for us as we cope! &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;Be back soon with a longer post - I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2940632675556351514?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2940632675556351514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2940632675556351514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2940632675556351514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2940632675556351514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2010/01/pacifier-diaries.html' title='The Pacifier Diaries'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1dmlJjRm0I/AAAAAAAAAXo/CMU8eeJlLD0/s72-c/July+09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5204063188223953503</id><published>2010-01-18T11:14:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T11:17:18.188-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><title type='text'>Why I Love the South - Reason #5</title><content type='html'>So it's been a while since I wrote about why I love the South... and oh, how I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason #5: The cold never lasts long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Here in the deep South, it has been ffffrrrrreeezzzingggg!!! We're just not used to the weather we have been having down here! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1SUsoZC6vI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tdGrimxuH3I/s1600-h/July+09+034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1SUsoZC6vI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tdGrimxuH3I/s400/July+09+034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Lucky for &lt;strike&gt;us Southerners,&lt;/strike&gt; me, because I can't deal with the cold, it doesn't last very long. This weather has been very out of character for Mississippi. I can feel it to my bones, which makes me stay snuggled up in the house, which I don't mind for oh, about 24 hours. Then, the cabin fever sets in big time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After Christmas is over, I'm chomping at the bit for Spring to roll around. Here, Summer rolls around about two weeks after Spring makes its appearance, but I'm ok with that. Here's what I have to look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1SWNUBbCFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QvsNc72FpuU/s1600-h/easter+032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1SWNUBbCFI/AAAAAAAAAXg/QvsNc72FpuU/s400/easter+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhh, warm. Maybe I'm a big ol' baby, but I sure am glad I live here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now, on a serious note, I realize that with all the tragedy in the world right now, I'm ridiculous to be complaining about the weather. Please join me in praying for Haiti! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you all have a great week. I've been busy, busy, writing, writing, writing, but I promise to be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5204063188223953503?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5204063188223953503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5204063188223953503' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5204063188223953503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5204063188223953503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-love-south-reason-5.html' title='Why I Love the South - Reason #5'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S1SUsoZC6vI/AAAAAAAAAXY/tdGrimxuH3I/s72-c/July+09+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6928308275281960867</id><published>2010-01-10T20:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:12:04.150-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Project Playroom</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: I &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; am a tidy and organized person most of the time. My children, however are not (as you'll see in&amp;nbsp;these photos.)&amp;nbsp;This is often a source of conflict in our house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I was determined to get something accomplished around the house... I want to get one room completely finished at a time, so this weekend I attacked the playroom. Here's what I had to work with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qAyw_0zRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2Ti7bcBEQBM/s1600-h/playroom+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qAyw_0zRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2Ti7bcBEQBM/s400/playroom+001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to be baby girl's room until she moved into a &lt;a href="http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-baby.html"&gt;big girl bed&lt;/a&gt; and into her sister's room nearly a year ago. So the nursery became the playroom and I basically shoved all the toys in there. My goal was to make it look somewhat presentable. I started with a coat of paint (in the same shade) thanks to baby girl's decision to share her masterpieces:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qBwd8DcpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8eyU6dCODsc/s1600-h/playroom+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qBwd8DcpI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/8eyU6dCODsc/s400/playroom+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qBot7lBMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0uUbw64Pr1c/s1600-h/playroom+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qBot7lBMI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0uUbw64Pr1c/s400/playroom+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried everything to get the marks off. A Mr. Clean Magic Eraser usually works, but in this case it just smeared the crayon. So a coat of paint to the whole room (and the hallway outside the room) did the trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the organizing began. Starting with the closet.&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qCzaj4DbI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RTJcgGgh_f4/s1600-h/playroom+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qCzaj4DbI/AAAAAAAAAWY/RTJcgGgh_f4/s400/playroom+005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And after:&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/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qDFNe5uAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/86VJqDZWSVM/s1600-h/playroom+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qDFNe5uAI/AAAAAAAAAWg/86VJqDZWSVM/s400/playroom+008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In order to have art on the walls without actually having art &lt;em&gt;on &lt;/em&gt;the walls, I came up with this contraption, which I like to call my picture hanger thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Just get&amp;nbsp;two decorative knobs, some string, scrapbook paper, and mini clothespins, and voila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qDz4w2WfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ZnYGx-PwA5o/s1600-h/playroom+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qDz4w2WfI/AAAAAAAAAWo/ZnYGx-PwA5o/s400/playroom+012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I thought these knobs were just adorable. They came from Hobby Lobby and my dear husband was sweet enought to screw them into our wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qGRMpXwKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/xeUEKi6VjH0/s1600-h/playroom+013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qGRMpXwKI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/xeUEKi6VjH0/s400/playroom+013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qFUVwdiYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Vw-2r1qypM8/s1600-h/playroom+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qFUVwdiYI/AAAAAAAAAW4/Vw-2r1qypM8/s400/playroom+011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been collecting Ws for one wall in he playroom. Some of them I bought readymade and some I embellished.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qFMOCOO1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/kMt75V4eG3M/s1600-h/playroom+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qFMOCOO1I/AAAAAAAAAWw/kMt75V4eG3M/s400/playroom+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was fun, I must say! I did get this idea from a blog I read a while back. For the life of me I cannot remember which blog it was. I wish I could give credit where credit is due!&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; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's the final product:&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/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qF1ZMmjxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ew785L6rupc/s1600-h/playroom+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qF1ZMmjxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/ew785L6rupc/s400/playroom+015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qF8oLKfYI/AAAAAAAAAXI/jRzm2n9FZVo/s1600-h/playroom+017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qF8oLKfYI/AAAAAAAAAXI/jRzm2n9FZVo/s640/playroom+017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The last thing I plan on doing in the playroom is making curtains. Looks like I'll have to learn to use my &lt;a href="http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-down-week.html"&gt;Christmas gift.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Then on to the next... either the girls' room or the office. Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6928308275281960867?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6928308275281960867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6928308275281960867' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6928308275281960867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6928308275281960867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2010/01/project-playroom.html' title='Project Playroom'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0qAyw_0zRI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2Ti7bcBEQBM/s72-c/playroom+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4243691357119586855</id><published>2010-01-07T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:57:47.946-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><title type='text'>Iced in...</title><content type='html'>So here in the deep South, we are under a very, very rare, "winter weather alert." I'm sure those of you in other parts of the country are laughing, but it gives me an excuse to hunker down with my girls, so today I think I started something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an at home "spa day," complete with manis/pedis, makeup, and back massages. My oldest was in hog heaven. Here are a few pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0YQ3DKCkUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BEgVUs6vxrQ/s1600-h/spa+day+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0YQ3DKCkUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BEgVUs6vxrQ/s400/spa+day+003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0YRNBCMbMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/YjQuz4wzrSo/s1600-h/spa+day+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0YRNBCMbMI/AAAAAAAAAVw/YjQuz4wzrSo/s400/spa+day+006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0YRbHfcxRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QK9f13KrmnI/s1600-h/spa+day+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0YRbHfcxRI/AAAAAAAAAV4/QK9f13KrmnI/s400/spa+day+004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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: left;"&gt;So fun! I hope you're all keeping warm - stay safe on the roads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4243691357119586855?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4243691357119586855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4243691357119586855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4243691357119586855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4243691357119586855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2010/01/iced-in.html' title='Iced in...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0YQ3DKCkUI/AAAAAAAAAVo/BEgVUs6vxrQ/s72-c/spa+day+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4557109968802977261</id><published>2010-01-04T12:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T12:28:16.825-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Resolutions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0Iw627qV2I/AAAAAAAAAVg/1oSfCpnC4Rk/s1600-h/happy-new-year.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0Iw627qV2I/AAAAAAAAAVg/1oSfCpnC4Rk/s400/happy-new-year.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" 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;I have to say that 2009 is a year I'm not too terribly sad to see go. I'm excited to see what 2010 brings to the table! I usually don't make resolutions, besides the ever popular lose those last ten pounds of baby weight (my baby's two and a half!), but this year, I feel like there is a lot I can (and need to) improve on. &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;This year, I resolve to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;1. Spend more time getting to know God - in prayer and His word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;2. Cherish time with my kids... After all, 2010 is the year my oldest enters kindergarten - and begins a life of her own. Where have the last five years gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;3. Seize the day. I'm one of those people that is constantly wanting to know what is happening next, when life is happening now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;4. And yes, lose those last ten pounds of baby weight! It wouldn't be a new year without me at least saying I'm going to do that!&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;Best of luck on all your resolutions!&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;Also, side note - head to your newstands quick and pick up the January/February issue of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mismag.com/"&gt;Mississippi Magazine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, the oh-so-popular bridal registry issue. I wrote a feature on the Winchester rehearsal dinner. When I started freelancing, one of my first goals was to write for &lt;em&gt;Mississippi Magazine, &lt;/em&gt;a quality publication that of course is all about the best place on earth. Every time I get an assignment I'm so excited!&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;Happy New Year! I'll be back soon!&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="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4557109968802977261?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4557109968802977261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4557109968802977261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4557109968802977261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4557109968802977261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/S0Iw627qV2I/AAAAAAAAAVg/1oSfCpnC4Rk/s72-c/happy-new-year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8886604996727257186</id><published>2009-12-28T17:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T14:33:04.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Recap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas - we did! It was a pretty low key week with family, which is always so nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week between Christmas and New Year's is always such a let down to me. It's kind of like being in waiting... one of my least favorite places to be. &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&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;As for Christmas, we had a ball. The night before Christmas Eve, we made Christmas cookies, which proved to be a blast and a mess. At the beginning of the season, I asked my oldest what her favorite part of Christmas was and she said, "Baking Christmas cookies with my mommy!" I beamed. :) Now baby sister is joining in on the tradition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk1rVyWSZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SRa1OH2qwmo/s1600-h/July+09+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk1rVyWSZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SRa1OH2qwmo/s400/July+09+063.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk1i7ddLkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/T1SDHRF7ZN0/s1600-h/July+09+059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk1i7ddLkI/AAAAAAAAAUg/T1SDHRF7ZN0/s400/July+09+059.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk2kjiwXcI/AAAAAAAAAUw/p5RqTyMpmgY/s1600-h/July+09+073.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk2kjiwXcI/AAAAAAAAAUw/p5RqTyMpmgY/s400/July+09+073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas Eve we had my entire side of the family (minus, much to my dismay, my brother, sister-in-law, and their two baby boys who live in Kansas and couldn't be here) over to our house.&amp;nbsp; And that night, Santa was good to us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk24mbQa-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/XD67r3H4nKE/s1600-h/July+09+090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk24mbQa-I/AAAAAAAAAU4/XD67r3H4nKE/s400/July+09+090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk3JDyqlHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0B8RyZqDCpk/s1600-h/July+09+093.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk3JDyqlHI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0B8RyZqDCpk/s400/July+09+093.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas morning we blew the candles out on Jesus' birthday cake. Disclaimer: I AM NOT A BAKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Go ahead and get in a good laugh... you know you want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk3qj1L1OI/AAAAAAAAAVI/uBPpCk1oYMQ/s1600-h/July+09+079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk3qj1L1OI/AAAAAAAAAVI/uBPpCk1oYMQ/s400/July+09+079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk38yEhDcI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/njBFNARUd8o/s1600-h/July+09+080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk38yEhDcI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/njBFNARUd8o/s400/July+09+080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Christmas day we went to spend time with the Wells clan.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Here's what I got for Christmas....&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk4Zgbz8gI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ilHe54ssELU/s1600-h/July+09.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk4Zgbz8gI/AAAAAAAAAVY/ilHe54ssELU/s640/July+09.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As of now, it's been sitting in the box staring at me. I have no idea what to do with it, but I'm hitting up some sewing lessons soon. Let's just hope I'm better at that than I am at baking! Geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas filled with thankfulness, love, family, friends, and good food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have to go - my first weight watchers meal of my new year's resolution is waiting to be cooked. This is typical. Encourage me people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8886604996727257186?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8886604996727257186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8886604996727257186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8886604996727257186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8886604996727257186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-down-week.html' title='Christmas Recap'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Szk1rVyWSZI/AAAAAAAAAUo/SRa1OH2qwmo/s72-c/July+09+063.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6146382867827350948</id><published>2009-11-10T09:58:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T11:42:09.301-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>I'm baaackk!</title><content type='html'>Well, hello, blogosphere! After a crazy month (ok, more), and a little nudging from a few readers, I'm back... so hold on, it's going to be a long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, what a crazy few months! First and foremost, an update on my father-in-law. He is doing really well. After basically crushing the right side of his body, nearly a month in ICU and a week and a half in acute care, and 8 weeks in a rehabilitation facility, he is home at last and blowing by all expectations for his recovery. It really is amazing to watch. He is in surgery today for an outpatient procedure associated with the trauma, so please keep praying for him. Please keep praying for not only his physical health, but his spirit and mind as well. His life has obviously completely changed - not only did he lose a friend a coworker in the crash, but his day to day life is upside down - I can only imagine what he's going through. But - he is a strong man and the constant prayers are working. Just don't stop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is walking - yes, I said WALKING!- with my girls. It's nothing short of a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417740548020587634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sy-uUvH_THI/AAAAAAAAATw/vXXzeimuaHk/s400/July+09+027.jpg" /&gt; Also, earlier in December, we had quite a treat here in hot, humid, Mississippi. It &lt;em&gt;snowed - for the SECOND year in a row. &lt;/em&gt;For those of you who don't live in the deep South, you have no idea how big of a deal this is. I'm pretty sure my kids have seen more snow in their few years on earth than I did my entire childhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417741381587165010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sy-vFQZv31I/AAAAAAAAAT4/r4nEE98K_sU/s400/July+09+032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It definitely jumpstarted the Christmas spirit! Speaking of, we have been in full out Christmas preparation mode. Tree is up, stockings are hung, and gifts are bought and wrapped. Now all we have to do is celebrate...&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417742054608668450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sy-vsbmlByI/AAAAAAAAAUA/9bZWufcbNLw/s400/July+09+023.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my Mammaw - I have so many memories of helping her in the kitchen as a kid and I can't explain to you how great it is to see my girls bake Christmas treats with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417742509763926498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sy-wG7MDGeI/AAAAAAAAAUI/jJwBoRpXEec/s400/July+09+039.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417743651046053378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sy-xJWy6VgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/3-9d4XK27AU/s400/July+09+044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This season, my five-year-old is still terrified of Santa, so we've abandoned the idea of taking them to sit in his lap. It's pointless, really. Santa showed up at her school party and she freaked out and took off out the back door. Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year she has asked for an American Girl doll and baby girl wants a "pink bike," "pink house," "pink car," and a puppy dog. Lord help us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week we had a Christmas party at our house for our bible study group and played dirty Santa. I thought my husband looked quite stunning in his gift... pretty sure it's on backwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417745057206644114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sy-ybNJuLZI/AAAAAAAAAUY/Z2Gzqg1F7DQ/s400/July+09+050.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I WILL be back soon. I promise! Until then, Merry Christmas! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6146382867827350948?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6146382867827350948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6146382867827350948' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6146382867827350948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6146382867827350948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-baaackk.html' title='I&apos;m baaackk!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sy-uUvH_THI/AAAAAAAAATw/vXXzeimuaHk/s72-c/July+09+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7592973659400214904</id><published>2009-09-08T09:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:41:37.091-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the prayers</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been absent, it's been a whirlwind of a week. Today marks one week since the helicopter crash and by the grace of God, my father-in-law is still with us. While he hasn't made any leaps and bounds improvements, he's slowly making baby step in the right direction and he's &lt;i&gt;alive,&lt;/i&gt; which in itself still blows my mind. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Larry is such an amazing man - a great father to my husband and grandaddy to my girls, but to me, he's so much more than an in-law. He's one of the most compassionate, loving, and joyful people I know, but the amazing thing is that he is only a glimpse of the God he serves, the God that's holding him in the palm of His hand as we speak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prayer is amazing. I always knew it, but this has me further convinced. There have been so many people praying for him and so many people praying for the family, and they have been working. We have a web site that we update with his progress, so check that out - www.caringbridge.org/visit/larrywells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks so much for the prayers. God is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7592973659400214904?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7592973659400214904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7592973659400214904' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7592973659400214904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7592973659400214904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/09/thanks-for-prayers.html' title='Thanks for the prayers'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-618685907804772142</id><published>2009-09-02T00:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T00:52:39.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pray, Pray, Pray</title><content type='html'>It's 1 a.m. and I just got in bed from a long night at the hospital. My father-in-law was in a terrible helicopter crash today and is fighting for his life as we speak. Please, please, please, please stop and say a prayer for him. It's a miracle that he is alive and reaffirmation that God is in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stop and pray!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-618685907804772142?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/618685907804772142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=618685907804772142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/618685907804772142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/618685907804772142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/09/pray-pray-pray.html' title='Pray, Pray, Pray'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5423566906901899179</id><published>2009-08-21T14:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T14:22:38.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Sisters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/So7z6oQHDfI/AAAAAAAAATc/AHeEfhSJ8y4/s1600-h/photo+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372499594062532082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/So7z6oQHDfI/AAAAAAAAATc/AHeEfhSJ8y4/s400/photo+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In case you didn't know yet, my kids are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have an older brother, and that's a relationship like no other. Plus, he's always been such a great big brother, so I've ALWAYS loved having a big brother. But, since having two girls, it's been so fun to see how their relationship has evolved. I think that too is a relationship unlike any other. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we brought baby girl home from the hospital two years ago (what!??!?), big sis was so excited, but confused, to say the least. Now they are just about inseperable. They play together, laugh together, and occasionally pull each other's hair and scream. I think having a sister would have been fun (although I wouldn't trade my brother for anything!), I'm so glad I get to see them grow up together. I can't wait to see how they are when they're grown. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet girls are just that - sweet as sugar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5423566906901899179?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5423566906901899179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5423566906901899179' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5423566906901899179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5423566906901899179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/08/sisters.html' title='Sisters'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/So7z6oQHDfI/AAAAAAAAATc/AHeEfhSJ8y4/s72-c/photo+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5173255694832092305</id><published>2009-08-13T10:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:30:07.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><title type='text'>Creepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SoQwa7n35WI/AAAAAAAAATU/r-hHlAwqs44/s1600-h/yogabba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369469894972138850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SoQwa7n35WI/AAAAAAAAATU/r-hHlAwqs44/s400/yogabba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what creeps me out? Yo Gabba Gabba. To all those moms and dads out there, please tell me I'm not alone. I finally managed to tolerate The Wiggles, since my girls both have loved them at different times. But this I just don't think I can deal with. It's just plain weird. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The TV was on and the creepy music started when I hear "Gabba! Gabba!" from my baby's mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creepy. Creepy. Creepy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5173255694832092305?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5173255694832092305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5173255694832092305' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5173255694832092305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5173255694832092305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/08/creepy.html' title='Creepy'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SoQwa7n35WI/AAAAAAAAATU/r-hHlAwqs44/s72-c/yogabba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4449456521328304406</id><published>2009-08-11T08:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T09:02:03.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a two way street...</title><content type='html'>There's been a lot going on in the Wells household that I won't even begin to get into, but please say a prayer for our family. The last week it's felt a little like the world is crashing down on our shoulders and to be quite frank, that's a really crappy feeling. My husband is such an inspiration, though. I can think of three main times in our marriage where he has had the weight of the world on his shoulders. Each time, I've been lucky enough to see him trust God wholeheartedly and manage to be strong for the rest of us. Last week there was a moment where I had to be the strong one, which was tough to say the least. But, I can honestly say that God has given us a marriage where we really balance each other. He gave me strength when Nathan needed me to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so comfortable in my life, which is disturbing. I really like my life and I've been blessed, but getting out of my comfort zone freaks me out, which is exactly what God calls us to do. Every time God allows something to happen that makes my life a little less comfortable, that's when I call on Him, which I'm sure is why He keeps allowing things to happen. I'm apparently hardheaded. I've hit rock bottom before and that's when I turned to God. I call on God and He is always, always there, but God calls on me and I have to check my schedule. That's really screwed up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has promised a fulfilling, purposeful life if I follow Him. When we Christians say "that prayer," (you know the prayer - i'm a sinner and want to follow you) it's too often a Get Out of Hell Free Card, not a commitment to truly follow God. There have been times when I've devoted every ounce of my being and then there are times when something shiny catches my eye and I stray, knowing I have my Get Out of Hell Free card. But slowly, and sometimes shockingly rapidly, God pulls me back into fellowship with Him. What an amazing, merciful, powerful God we serve. He has yet to write me off and He has promised that He never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend posted Phillipians 4:6-7 on Facebook today. Although I've read it time and time again, I saw it in a new light today - "Do not be anxious about anything, but by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests before God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very fact that the peace of God transcends all understanding is comforting beyond belief. Pray for peace and understanding for our family and pray that we will come before God with thanksgiving and praise. Let everything that has breath, praise the Lord, including me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4449456521328304406?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4449456521328304406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4449456521328304406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4449456521328304406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4449456521328304406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-two-way-street.html' title='It&apos;s a two way street...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6426530088095992370</id><published>2009-07-27T09:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:34:26.247-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Newfound Discovery</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sm22wvKUbqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Bzp11qhlZIg/s1600-h/peppermint+tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363143679677853346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sm22wvKUbqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Bzp11qhlZIg/s400/peppermint+tea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm behind the times. Or maybe you've never tried it either. I just discovered how incredible a nice cup of hot peppermint tea can be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a Southerner, through and through, it's odd that I don't like sweet iced tea - at all, actually. But I love a cup of hot green tea. I have a problem when my kids go to bed about snacking, even when I'm absolutely not hungry. So, since I discovered peppermint tea, I've been trying to fix a cup before bed. It actually acts as an appetite suppressant, so I'm loving it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Try it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6426530088095992370?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6426530088095992370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6426530088095992370' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6426530088095992370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6426530088095992370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-newfound-discovery.html' title='My Newfound Discovery'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sm22wvKUbqI/AAAAAAAAAS8/Bzp11qhlZIg/s72-c/peppermint+tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5678093119515067829</id><published>2009-07-20T08:18:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:38:54.889-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splashing Birthday Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Saturday was a hit. My baby turned two with a bang. &lt;img class="gl_photo" alt="Add Image" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360535541346980466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRyrGvX0nI/AAAAAAAAASs/fuKp5wDzzCg/s400/July+09+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a GORGEOUS day. In mid-July in mid-Mississippi it's rare to have a day that you can stand the sweltering humidity, but this was one for the record books. Sunny with a nice breeze - a high of only, yes, I said ONLY 86 degrees. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a slip and slide, two baby pools, water guns, water balloons, and of course the huge blow up water slide...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360532377317640242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRvy7z_iDI/AAAAAAAAAR8/s4KPOv6v41c/s400/July+09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360532795814943410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRwLS1hmrI/AAAAAAAAASE/oBnCMyI2Zlg/s400/July+09+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...which my dear husband couldn't help but try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360533569620887762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRw4VfPSNI/AAAAAAAAASM/HSD17vDPNhk/s400/July+09+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hit the slide myself after the party wound down, but rest assured, I captured no pics of that. My husband wants to get one every weekend now. I promised I would rent him one for his birthday if he really wants me to. That is, if he wouldn't rather have pony or train rides. We'll see what he's into closer to time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And of course the day wouldn't be complete without some sweets. I couldn't have been happier about how these cupcakes turned out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360534051518292338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRxUYsiIXI/AAAAAAAAASU/xMogzZolGSo/s400/July+09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360534353480429810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRxl9l6sPI/AAAAAAAAASc/I-AIxdTeIQ8/s400/July+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And no, I didn't make them. &lt;a href="http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-those-moms.html"&gt;We all know how that would have turned out&lt;/a&gt;. They are from &lt;a href="http://www.cakesandcandles.com/"&gt;Cakes &amp;amp; Candles&lt;/a&gt; in Ridgeland, for all the locals. I've ordered from them before and have never been disappointed. Every time I go to pick something up, it's so much cuter than I had hoped. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also had &lt;a href="http://www.bopsfrozencustard.com/"&gt;Bop's&lt;/a&gt;. Again, for you locals, you know what I'm talking about. Only the best frozen custard on the planet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360534810979083138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRyAl6GI4I/AAAAAAAAASk/if4T3wbpzQA/s400/July+09+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I said, the day was a hit. And well deserved for this special little lady. She's been such a blessing to our family with her sweet, loving personality and her hilarious facial expressions. I love her so much and as sad as I am that she's already two, I wouldn't have it any other way. These two years have been so much fun and I can't wait for the rest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360536202126741122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRzRkVizoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/6AnKyJdJCa4/s400/July+09+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, my baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5678093119515067829?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5678093119515067829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5678093119515067829' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5678093119515067829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5678093119515067829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/07/splish-splashing-birthday-fun.html' title='Splish Splashing Birthday Fun'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmRyrGvX0nI/AAAAAAAAASs/fuKp5wDzzCg/s72-c/July+09+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8601228452279799345</id><published>2009-07-17T10:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T10:43:07.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Bad, Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been busy - so shoot me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby girl's birthday party preparations are well under way. Tomorrow she'll be two and we're celebrating with a huge blow up water slide. Should be fun, just hoping it doesn't rain! This morning, she has been "helping" me clean while her sister has been asking over and over who all is coming to the party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359454575429339026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmCbim5Ox5I/AAAAAAAAARk/3AObfu8Offc/s400/July+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359454970665773938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmCb5nQ8K3I/AAAAAAAAARs/djKWKGYz-Oo/s400/July+09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have a great weekend - I know we will! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8601228452279799345?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8601228452279799345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8601228452279799345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8601228452279799345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8601228452279799345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/07/bad-bad-blogger.html' title='Bad, Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SmCbim5Ox5I/AAAAAAAAARk/3AObfu8Offc/s72-c/July+09+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-1803550265896319472</id><published>2009-07-08T20:24:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T20:38:20.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>It's off to work "we" go...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SlVIkPWl3II/AAAAAAAAARc/D0fPBgZKRfs/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356267119260851330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SlVIkPWl3II/AAAAAAAAARc/D0fPBgZKRfs/s400/photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to the stupid economy(and my shopping habit), I've taken on a part time fundraising job. Although I love the life of leisure (if that's what you want to call spaghettios and dirty diapers), I'm excited about joining the working world yet again. I'll be working with some really good friends but will have minimal office time, so that means I get to work from home the majority of the time, which translates into time with my babies. Score! Of course when I have events, I'll be a basket case, but you do what you gotta do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I worked full time 8-5 when I had my first baby. When I had baby number two, I kept my full time job and worked from home for a few months, which was taxing, to say the least, but this is a much different situation, so I'm looking forward to it. Oh, work, how my brain has missed you! Plus, after a year of staying home full time, office time is actually really enjoyable. I went into the office today and it's nice to have a Mommy break on occasion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No worries, though - writing is my first love and I'm planning on continuing to write!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-1803550265896319472?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/1803550265896319472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=1803550265896319472' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1803550265896319472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1803550265896319472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-off-to-work-we-go.html' title='It&apos;s off to work &quot;we&quot; go...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SlVIkPWl3II/AAAAAAAAARc/D0fPBgZKRfs/s72-c/photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7324969456762285620</id><published>2009-07-06T14:04:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T14:30:10.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mustard Seed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to America</title><content type='html'>Better late than never, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kicked off the Fourth of July weekend with celebratory pancakes courtesy of Daddy. I even let them eat them while they watched Dora Saves the Mermaids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355426262625719666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SlJLz8SalXI/AAAAAAAAARU/V-XnDjxmwFw/s400/July+09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the majority of the day at the swimming pool and then cooked out with the neighbors before heading back to the pool for night time swimming and fireworks. The late night resulted in the invevitable terrible two tantrum when we were trying to leave for church the next morning. Welcome to my world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8cda81059a9006a3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cda81059a9006a3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39837DA7B80BE10A943A2B39BB83269D70BF7E4C.5B9E4328030F4CCF1FECC1619DC4A1D576205E7E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cda81059a9006a3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJzsXC84EsAZm8quvDhhgbb90MGo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8cda81059a9006a3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D39837DA7B80BE10A943A2B39BB83269D70BF7E4C.5B9E4328030F4CCF1FECC1619DC4A1D576205E7E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8cda81059a9006a3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DJzsXC84EsAZm8quvDhhgbb90MGo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And that was after I got her dressed. Getting her shoes and hairbow in was nothing short of Divine Intervention. Trust me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;But this makes it all worth it:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c8e96653ca0d1d39" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8e96653ca0d1d39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A0478A5018694344F1C66D486CB24B381B5C1D4.559E15DDE21430C225309EE852528A58253AD20F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8e96653ca0d1d39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU6sxpytCJbwOROUhMMN-LWvxHr4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc8e96653ca0d1d39%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330362697%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A0478A5018694344F1C66D486CB24B381B5C1D4.559E15DDE21430C225309EE852528A58253AD20F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc8e96653ca0d1d39%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DU6sxpytCJbwOROUhMMN-LWvxHr4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I haven't posted much of my writing lately, mainly because of negligence. This month's &lt;em&gt;Portico Jackson &lt;/em&gt;magazine featured a story I wrote on the &lt;a href="http://www.mustardseedinc.org/"&gt;Mustard Seed &lt;/a&gt;in Flowood. I've always heard so many amazing things about this place, but had never had the opportunity to visit. My friend Mandy works there and was such a help with the story and arranging a tour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hate to say that the Mustard Seed is a "facility" for mentally challenged adults, because it is so much more than that. It's a community, a home, a refuge, and so much more. If you live in the Jackson area, I urge you to find out more about this awesome place. When I was doing the tour, I told the executive director that I had never felt so good about myself as I did walking through those doors, simply because I got so many hugs and the "seedsters" were just so excited that I was there to visit with them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;After my tour, I got an email from Mandy that said - "We drew names at Christmas. Jerry loves High School Musical, especially Troy Bolton! So when Megan drew Jerry's name, she knew the perfect gift. My favorite part isn't Jerry's reaction, it is how genuinely happy everyone else is for him." She sent this YouTube &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50gRUkT7gU8"&gt;link.&lt;/a&gt; Check it out for a taste of the Mustard Seed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope everyone had a safe and happy Fourth! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7324969456762285620?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8cda81059a9006a3&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c8e96653ca0d1d39&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7324969456762285620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7324969456762285620' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7324969456762285620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7324969456762285620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-to-america.html' title='Happy Birthday to America'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SlJLz8SalXI/AAAAAAAAARU/V-XnDjxmwFw/s72-c/July+09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-526218110610306667</id><published>2009-07-02T11:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:42:34.713-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>One of "those" moms</title><content type='html'>We all know that mom whose house is always clean, she cooks every night, her kids never have snotty noses, her waist stays small and her makeup's always on. Yeah, well, one of "those moms," I am not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case in point - my failed attempt to make cupcakes for my kiddos last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353900709206560850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkzgVC74EFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TxsaO03mRKk/s400/May-June+09+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the picture says it all. I'm not Betty Crocker. BUT - they were good (and made from a mix with a can of frosting, I'm proud to say).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually enjoy cooking, but need a break about every other night (my husband hates this about me, I'm sure). My kids are lucky to get Cheerios in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353901849789103970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkzhXb78f2I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6_f08Jew4Ss/s400/May-June+09+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11 a.m., excuse me 11:30 a.m., and I'm still in my pjs. Hey, at least it's a.m., that should count for something! There are toys all over the house, all the pillows from the couch and the beds are in the office where my kids have been making a "clubhouse," and I've finally decided I'm ok with it. I'll clean up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all "those moms," good for you. I'm jealous at times and sometimes exhaust myself trying to keep up. But the way I see it, I have really amazing, fun kids, despite their mom's baking abilities. I mean, they don't lose any sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353902984726629458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkziZf6IzFI/AAAAAAAAARE/0tHPENPzMoM/s400/May-June+09+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353903263967732210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkzipwKZ4fI/AAAAAAAAARM/bCnZ_6o7WN8/s400/May-June+09+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll order cupcakes for birthday parties and I hear Cheerios are good for your heart, that's what the box says anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to play in the clubhouse! Happy Thursday, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-526218110610306667?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/526218110610306667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=526218110610306667' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/526218110610306667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/526218110610306667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-of-those-moms.html' title='One of &quot;those&quot; moms'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkzgVC74EFI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/TxsaO03mRKk/s72-c/May-June+09+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-9108805387949786142</id><published>2009-06-30T08:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T15:49:35.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>My four-year-old and I just had our usual morning argument over what to wear. I said, "Goodness, you're such a drama queen." Her response was shouted at the top of her lungs, hands on hips, "I am NOT a drama queen! Do you see a crown on top of my head?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but crack a smile. She never ceases to say something funny in her rage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-9108805387949786142?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/9108805387949786142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=9108805387949786142' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/9108805387949786142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/9108805387949786142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/drama-queen.html' title='Drama Queen'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8204841059942160046</id><published>2009-06-25T10:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T10:44:26.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>Go get The Help by Kathryn Stockett!</title><content type='html'>So I mentioned &lt;a href="http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/help.html"&gt;earlier &lt;/a&gt;that I was in the middle of The Help. I finished it on the ride down to the beach last week. Yes, it's that good that I read it in the care, despite nausea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is incredible and really cool to read if you're familiar with Jackson (and if you're not too). I miss the characters now that I've finished the book. I can't wait to see what Kathryn Stockett writes next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8204841059942160046?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8204841059942160046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8204841059942160046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8204841059942160046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8204841059942160046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/go-get-help-by-kathryn-stockett.html' title='Go get The Help by Kathryn Stockett!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8177359813901184479</id><published>2009-06-24T10:09:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T10:21:43.670-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Back in the swing of things... sort of.</title><content type='html'>So the saying goes that you often need a vacation to recover from vacation. I second that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived back home Saturday night around 9 p.m. and woke up to go to church on Sunday, which was of course Father's Day. So we had to do what we do best - marathon family days - as not to make anyone feel left out. We had lunch with my parents and went to Crystal Springs for dinner - two happy dads (or moms more like it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was actually a semi-chilled out day, thank goodness. We went to the gym, the grocery store, picked up my two little cousins (ok, they aren't so little any more, being 14 and 18, geez, I'm getting OLD!) and went to the pool. It was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my turn to host bunco at my house, so an afternoon of cooking ensued. I can't get in the kitchen without hearing this chair slide up to the counter. My little helper just can't let me cook alone. Gosh, I love this kid. She's such a sweetie and wants SO BAD to be grown up. She copies everything I do, which of course, makes me so happy. I'm glad she thinks mom's cool. That will change soon enough, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350913148816593154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkJDKJMuEQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lmZlGdHugdQ/s400/May-June+09+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby sister thoroughly enjoyed the fruits of our labor - cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350914065948428146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkJD_hx_R3I/AAAAAAAAAQs/bU5ygAG-0V8/s400/May-June+09+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy hump day everybody! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8177359813901184479?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8177359813901184479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8177359813901184479' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8177359813901184479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8177359813901184479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-in-swing-of-things-sort-of.html' title='Back in the swing of things... sort of.'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SkJDKJMuEQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/lmZlGdHugdQ/s72-c/May-June+09+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2400017824655730554</id><published>2009-06-21T22:12:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:25:37.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Whew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sj74SboO4gI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KEunVTy9qVI/s1600-h/May-June+09+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349986402900566530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sj74SboO4gI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KEunVTy9qVI/s400/May-June+09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's back to the real world. We got home last night from our week in lovely &lt;a href="http://www.seasidefl.com/"&gt;Seaside, FL&lt;/a&gt;. I've decided that I want to move there. Besides laying around on the beach and eating good food, I rode around on one of these all week-&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349985847439094530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sj73yGX5cwI/AAAAAAAAAP8/WZL9Y6LMVHc/s400/beach+cruiser.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The water, weather, and scenery were amazing and I'm a little sad to be home. Although I love my bed here, I really do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are a few pics - &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349986855571300770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sj74sx9WIaI/AAAAAAAAAQM/ywZCljZeB1I/s400/May-June+09+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349987230518065666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sj75CmvnugI/AAAAAAAAAQU/fWhto7STBdI/s400/May-June+09+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349987731818178562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sj75fyO4aAI/AAAAAAAAAQc/0K3yumVeqGo/s400/May-June+09+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2400017824655730554?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2400017824655730554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2400017824655730554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2400017824655730554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2400017824655730554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/whew.html' title='Whew!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sj74SboO4gI/AAAAAAAAAQE/KEunVTy9qVI/s72-c/May-June+09+025.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3176110083482378858</id><published>2009-06-11T21:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T21:11:06.962-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><title type='text'>The Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjG3YBu7ttI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Uuc0P-8ZP3Q/s1600-h/the+help.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346255856075519698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjG3YBu7ttI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Uuc0P-8ZP3Q/s400/the+help.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few months back, I bought a copy of Kathryn Stockett's book, The Help. It sat on our bookshelf since then. I threw it in my beach bag before we left for Perdido and dove into it when we got there. Whoa. It's amazing. I could not put it down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stockett is a native of Jackson and the book is set in Jackson in the 1960s, during the Civil Rights movement. It's told from the view point of the black maids that raised the rich white people's babies, cleaned their houses, and cooked their dinners. It's funny, revealing, and probably pretty accurate. It is really making me realize how far we have truly come as a nation, especially here in little ol' Jackson, Mississippi. I don't think people realize it, but it only 40 some odd years we have come so far. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm right smack dab in the middle of the book now. My husband told me he's glad to see me reading. Kind of made me feel stupid. He said he hasn't seen me that involved in a book in a while. My response was, "Yeah, I had babies." Geez, when they aren't pulling on me, I pass smooth out. Like I have time to read. That's how you know this book is good. I don't fall asleep immediately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to bed. I'll sneak in a few chapters before I doze. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3176110083482378858?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3176110083482378858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3176110083482378858' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3176110083482378858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3176110083482378858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/help.html' title='The Help'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjG3YBu7ttI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Uuc0P-8ZP3Q/s72-c/the+help.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5569654983386087512</id><published>2009-06-11T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:28:23.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><title type='text'>I have to brag...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjFarIm0fHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/w1nVWJWFFgQ/s1600-h/MSBJ+Pic+Nathan+W.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346153929756671090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjFarIm0fHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/w1nVWJWFFgQ/s400/MSBJ+Pic+Nathan+W.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...on my husband. The &lt;em&gt;Mississippi Business Journal &lt;/em&gt;featured him this week as a young business professional that they are "keeping their eye on." Since I've known him he has really worked his tail off and I'm glad to see that he's getting recognized for it. He is such an incredible man and he deserves it! Read the story &lt;a href="http://www.msbusiness.com/article.cfm?ID=8400"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5569654983386087512?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5569654983386087512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5569654983386087512' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5569654983386087512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5569654983386087512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-have-to-brag.html' title='I have to brag...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjFarIm0fHI/AAAAAAAAAPs/w1nVWJWFFgQ/s72-c/MSBJ+Pic+Nathan+W.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-149269296935053400</id><published>2009-06-10T16:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:59:38.890-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Tan and tired...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjArnj1gchI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oAqxM0hmU3Q/s1600-h/May-June+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345820716323336722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjArnj1gchI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oAqxM0hmU3Q/s400/May-June+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...that's what we are. We had a blast in Perdido. It was a great time with even greater friends. I took basically next to no pictures, so I don't have much to show for it. The girls adored the beach (and the pool) and managed to reach the point of sheer exhaustion each and every day we were there (score!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The drive down was not so fun. We left around 10 a.m. and the excitement coming from our back seat was overwhelming (and loud), so we decided to leave around 7:30 p.m. coming home so the girls would sleep. And sleep they did. We finally fell into our beds around 2 a.m. this morning and I'm paying for it. 2 a.m. seems so much later than it used to. I can't handle it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We leave on beach vacay numero dos on Saturday. We'll be spending the week in Seaside with the Coleys and the Maleniuses and their kiddos. It should be a ball. I miss the beach already! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-149269296935053400?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/149269296935053400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=149269296935053400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/149269296935053400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/149269296935053400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/tan-and-tired.html' title='Tan and tired...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SjArnj1gchI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oAqxM0hmU3Q/s72-c/May-June+09+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6093412289116287819</id><published>2009-06-05T10:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:42:42.118-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Beach Bound!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sik8t-qZfcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YcNGz6Htt3U/s1600-h/perdido_key_005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343869193464413634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sik8t-qZfcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YcNGz6Htt3U/s400/perdido_key_005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait till tomorrow. We're headed out on beach vacation numero uno for the summer. We're going to Perdido Key with our friends the Registers and their two adorable kids. My water babies. I can't wait to sit around (yeah right, with a two year old and a four year old, but a girl can dream) and do nothing. Hopefully my water babies will wear themselves slap out and sleep well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll be back on Tuesday, so bon voyage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6093412289116287819?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6093412289116287819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6093412289116287819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6093412289116287819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6093412289116287819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/beach-bound.html' title='Beach Bound!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sik8t-qZfcI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YcNGz6Htt3U/s72-c/perdido_key_005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7228973095542802211</id><published>2009-06-02T18:57:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:00:37.802-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Summer, Summer time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So we've been swimming... A LOT. My kids are like fish. My oldest is perfectly satisfied at the pool to just splash around and practice her new skill of swimming. My youngest is a daredevil in the water, plunging under the water only to come up coughing and giggling. It's been fun, to say the least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, this is what happens when we spend nap time at the pool - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342884311444478322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SiW8-TOn2XI/AAAAAAAAAPU/aAuCu9-eIgs/s400/easter+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was changing her diaper and clothes when we got home and she smooth passed out in the process... I love a worn out baby! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7228973095542802211?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7228973095542802211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7228973095542802211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7228973095542802211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7228973095542802211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-summer-time.html' title='Summer, Summer time'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SiW8-TOn2XI/AAAAAAAAAPU/aAuCu9-eIgs/s72-c/easter+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-1621250221355551843</id><published>2009-05-26T14:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:20:46.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 pounds down last week, only 8 more to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-1621250221355551843?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/1621250221355551843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=1621250221355551843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1621250221355551843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1621250221355551843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/2-pounds-down-last-week-only-8-more-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2481061922733229459</id><published>2009-05-20T09:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:09:56.355-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just putting it out there.</title><content type='html'>This past week our neighborhood pool opened up and I poured myself into my trusty black one-piece. I thought it was slimming when I bought it last year, you know being black and all, but a winter full of deep fried Southern food, soups, and holidays begs to differ. Yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my husband and I were sitting on the edge of the pool this past weekend, my cover up still on and his belly bulging a bit, we decided it's time to do something for sure. I go to the gym most days, but it's not really doing the trick. I have to start watching what I eat, there's no doubt about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to the beach June 13, and my goal is to lose 8 (preferably 10) by that point. My ultimate goal is at least 10 (preferably 15) pounds. Monday we started dieting (good old weight watchers) and my dear, sweet, husband has lost 6, yes, 6 pounds already. I have lost a grand total of...wait for it... nothing. In fact, the scale shows I've gained a pound!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encourage me, people. My trusty swimsuit can't take it anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2481061922733229459?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2481061922733229459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2481061922733229459' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2481061922733229459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2481061922733229459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-just-putting-it-out-there.html' title='I&apos;m just putting it out there.'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-1436429780776137005</id><published>2009-05-18T18:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:57:41.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design on a dime'/><title type='text'>And the streak continues</title><content type='html'>As I've said before, I'm on a DIY kick, so I'm milking it for all its worth until my fuel runs out. Today I finished my latest project - a framed fabric bulletin board. My refrigerator was getting a bit ridiculous and little hands managed to pull everything off of it at least a few times each day, so I made this. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337314871539827586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/ShHzmOyKg4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/RKjBnZ1vmV8/s400/easter+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;At Hobby Lobby I found a 24x36 inch cork panel and 2 yards of fabric that were in the "cheap" bin where they throw everything that has been cut and abandoned ($3 -score!). I then covered the cork in the fabric and stapled it to the back. Then I went back to Hobby Lobby and found a perfectly sized ready made open back frame and tada! I hung it in our hallway off of the kitchen and am so excited to have a clean looking fridge once again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My next project - make these hand me down chairs look somewhat presentable at each end of my breakfast room table. The constant brown throughout my kitchen and breakfast room is driving me nuts. I bought some red spray paint today, so stay tuned! It could likely be a disaster! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337316365310322450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/ShH09LgzZxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/crnCgIgbG0Q/s400/easter+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And, by the way, baby girl did great in her big girl bed. The first night she woke up screaming at 4:30 because she didn't know where she was, the second night was the same and last night, she stayed asleep until 7:30 this morning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-1436429780776137005?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/1436429780776137005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=1436429780776137005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1436429780776137005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1436429780776137005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-streak-continues.html' title='And the streak continues'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/ShHzmOyKg4I/AAAAAAAAAPE/RKjBnZ1vmV8/s72-c/easter+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8612611631764567385</id><published>2009-05-15T20:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:22:53.781-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>My baby...</title><content type='html'>Is not a baby anymore. Tonight will be her first night in her big girl bed, sharing a room with her sister. Geez, when did this happen? She's growing up so fast! She has always been a baby that LOVES her baby bed up until the last month. She doesn't want to go anywhere near it, so we're giving this a whirl. I'll let you know how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336225198180606194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sg4Ui5MLIPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tE_djP4B1C8/s400/easter+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Although I'm a little sad about the new sleeping situation, I am pretty excited about the nursery becoming an office. As of now our office and playroom are one in the same, not a good idea, by the way. Now I have two new decorating projects - the girls' room (which was just my oldest's and the beds were bunked) and the new office. Exciting or daunting? I can't decide quite yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8612611631764567385?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8612611631764567385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8612611631764567385' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8612611631764567385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8612611631764567385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-baby.html' title='My baby...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sg4Ui5MLIPI/AAAAAAAAAO8/tE_djP4B1C8/s72-c/easter+044.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3833858117237337550</id><published>2009-05-13T21:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T21:44:17.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>It's hot, y'all...</title><content type='html'>So we broke out the slip and slide. Summer's here and the girls are enjoying every second of it, as you can see. Last year, my baby was still a baby and just sat around and watched the other kids play, but this year, oh this year... it's no holds barred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335499820415130514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SguA0WcBG5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/E_BXsxOnoBo/s400/easter+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to break my oldest of this weird "Disney channel/High School Musical/I think I'm a teenager" pose she strikes each time I take a picture, so this is the only one where she still looks four. Lordy, Lordy, we are in t.r.o.u.b.l.e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335500594049991938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SguBhYc8RQI/AAAAAAAAAOs/bjBujH_pUE8/s400/easter+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the sassiness doesn't stop there. She's passing it down to her baby sister. I got out of the shower tonight and found them rummaging through my closet. I was told they were getting ready for their "runway show." What can I say? They get their love of heels honest. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335501089820860066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SguB-PV7XqI/AAAAAAAAAO0/-74umVXtKE4/s400/easter+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've had a terribly exhausting day today and my kids are of course the main reason, but as draining as they can be sometimes, they are so much stinking fun! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy splashing! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3833858117237337550?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3833858117237337550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3833858117237337550' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3833858117237337550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3833858117237337550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-hot-yall.html' title='It&apos;s hot, y&apos;all...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SguA0WcBG5I/AAAAAAAAAOk/E_BXsxOnoBo/s72-c/easter+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5086607758491368710</id><published>2009-05-07T14:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:54:20.113-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Bill Daves</title><content type='html'>So apparently I'm on a tear posting today. That's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently had the opportunity to sit down and interview Bill Daves and his daughter Diana. Mr. Daves is a 84 year old practicing pharmacist in Byram and such a delight. He is the most polite, gracious man with an incredible story. Check it out &lt;a href="http://www.rankinledger.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20090418/NEWS/904180303"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'm done for the day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5086607758491368710?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5086607758491368710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5086607758491368710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5086607758491368710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5086607758491368710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/bill-daves.html' title='Bill Daves'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7407377057042354802</id><published>2009-05-07T14:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T14:45:11.335-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Why gum and four year olds shouldn't mix...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SgM6NzhbyuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VxnotkyXAHY/s1600-h/easter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333170392579951330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SgM6NzhbyuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VxnotkyXAHY/s400/easter.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At least it wasn't the carpet this time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7407377057042354802?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7407377057042354802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7407377057042354802' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7407377057042354802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7407377057042354802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-gum-and-four-year-olds-shouldnt-mix.html' title='Why gum and four year olds shouldn&apos;t mix...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SgM6NzhbyuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/VxnotkyXAHY/s72-c/easter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6917224063680200258</id><published>2009-05-07T12:25:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T12:41:14.651-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>My DIY Kick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you've probably gathered that I'm completely obsessive compulsive. Yeah, trying to work on that. The main thing I'm OCD about is my house. I'm a clean freak and my blood pressure rises when my house is out of order (not that that keeps it from getting out of order - it's more of a let it go until I freak out type thing). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I also am OCD about decorating my house. I know in my head exactly what I want things to look like and therefore my rooms stay sort of bare because I have a hard time finding exactly what I want. Also, I have a hard time spending gobs of money on my house. (Ok, well, my husband has a hard time being ok with me spending gobs of money on the house.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;March marked a year that we've been in our house and it's still pretty bare. My latest project has been our bedroom. Previous posts on the &lt;a href="http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/tada.html"&gt;headboard&lt;/a&gt; and built in &lt;a href="http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-going-on.html"&gt;entertainment center&lt;/a&gt;. The one thing that's been driving me crazy are the cheap looking lamps that have graced our nightstands. So, for quite some time I've been on the lookout for lamps to no avail. Everything is so expensive! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Mandy recently sent me a link to &lt;a href="http://flythroughmywindow.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;. I love it. This chick is super woman for sure. She does the neatest stuff in her house. Check it out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this got me on one of my "do it yourself" kicks. I'll go at it and then poop out, so I should enjoy it while it's here. For my birthday, I found some $30 lamps at TJ Maxx that were adorable wood painted white. The shades were not so great. They had this horrible navy blue tropical/nautical/gross pattern on them. I figured I could always buy new shades, but the shape of these are exactly what I was looking for. So I painted them. The paint job is messy (I'm not too great with painter's tape on a slightly sloping surface), but will do for now. All in all, I'm pleased! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333137234555208258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SgMcDwQSgkI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JU1_RPHDX1I/s400/easter+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333137551305408098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SgMcWMPa_mI/AAAAAAAAAOM/nqhlsh3-RRs/s400/easter+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333137894058092626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SgMcqJGB6FI/AAAAAAAAAOU/kGvjjGprJHE/s400/easter+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Also, this is my great grandmother's chifferobe that has been in my bedroom since I was a baby in a crib, so when I got married, it moved in with us. The only thing is, we've never had tall ceilings until now, so I got a bunch of junk from Hobby Lobby (love it!) to go on top. It's amazing what some dried sticks can do. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm looking for a good seamstress in Jackson to make some pillows and curtains. If you know of anyone, please let me know!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6917224063680200258?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6917224063680200258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6917224063680200258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6917224063680200258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6917224063680200258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-diy-kick.html' title='My DIY Kick...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SgMcDwQSgkI/AAAAAAAAAOE/JU1_RPHDX1I/s72-c/easter+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-138531010231000832</id><published>2009-05-06T11:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T12:04:54.691-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nashville</title><content type='html'>I mentioned before that we were leaving for Nashville on my birthday. For the past few months we have been helping out with the college ministry at our church and we went for a collegiate ministry conference with our friends the Braddys. We both felt led to work with college students. I know for me, it was because if ever there were a time where I needed that support system, it was in college. The opportunity kind of fell in our laps and it has been such a blessing in our lives and our marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on my birthday God decided to slap me around a little bit. You know when someone's sleeping and you slap them in the face and yell, "WAKE UP!" ? Yeah, it was just like that - a divine rude awakening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Platt brought the message Thursday night and he didn't hold back a bit. He "brought" it in every sense of the word. He began by talking about how ministry is often sugarcoated. In one part he said we often talk about how God loves the sinner, but hates the sin. That's simply not the case. He mentioned Psalm 5:5: "The arrogant cannot stand in your presence. You HATE all who do wrong." So my bubble was burst. We often underestimate God. We view him as a loving teddy bear that is there when we need Him when in fact, although he is loving and gracious, He is also a powerful, angry God with an enormous wrath. He is angry and our sinful nature needed someone to come and make us right with God. And He did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the Bible, God's wrath is often referred to as in a "cup." The very cup Jesus prayed would be taken from him the night he was crucified. I guess my feeble mind always assumed that Jesus sweat blood because he was scared of dying and the torture that it would entail. But Platt talked about the cup and it became clear. God's wrath, his anger towards all of us sinful people, was poured out like a torrent on Jesus. Platt said, "He turned the cup of God's wrath up, swallowed every last drop, and threw it down and cried out, 'It is finished.'" That blew me away. I needed to be reminded about the gift that Jesus gave. He made us right with God by taking on our sins, our wrongdoings and I owe Him every aspect of my life and nothing less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-138531010231000832?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/138531010231000832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=138531010231000832' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/138531010231000832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/138531010231000832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/05/nashville.html' title='Nashville'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5520790557145771370</id><published>2009-04-29T15:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T16:01:51.056-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Pumped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sfi_0E8fBMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/opLRyeOd0k0/s1600-h/mismag+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330221060394517698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sfi_0E8fBMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/opLRyeOd0k0/s400/mismag+cover.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So today I opened my mailbox and was so happy to find the current issue of Mississippi Magazine, along with the annual Home &amp;amp; Gardens supplement. On the cover of the supplement was a picture of the home of Emily &amp;amp; John Decker. I wrote the story on the Deckers' home and the total renovation that made it as gorgeous as it is today. Goal: Get a story in Mississippi Magazine, check!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick up a copy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5520790557145771370?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5520790557145771370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5520790557145771370' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5520790557145771370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5520790557145771370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/04/pumped.html' title='Pumped!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sfi_0E8fBMI/AAAAAAAAAN8/opLRyeOd0k0/s72-c/mismag+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-268797818951161577</id><published>2009-04-29T09:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:08:31.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Creeping out of my twenties... slowly but surely.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SfheCQ3-HRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/a7DzGvI98UU/s1600-h/blue_candles_on_birthday_cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330113551975456018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SfheCQ3-HRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/a7DzGvI98UU/s400/blue_candles_on_birthday_cake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Well, tomorrow is my big day. Another year older. We'll be headed to Nashville tomorrow for a conference and will be back on Saturday (I'm sure I'll post about it when I get back). I've convinced my husband to take me to lunch today though, since he wouldn't have thought of doing it himself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be out of my 20s, but I'm getting closer to staring 30 in the face (ok, I'm probably being a little overdramatic). Someone asked me the other day if I dreaded 30, if it was an age that scared me and I have to say, it really doesn't. I think 30 will be great. I think the problem with your 20s is the fact that many people don't take you seriously. They still consider you a kid (and I kind of like it!). So maybe when I'm 30, people will acknowledge the fact that I'm an adult. I'll have a nine year old at that point too, so surely that should help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, basically every one of my friends is older than me, so they'll all be well into their thirties, or maybe even their forties, so I'll still be a spring chicken!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-268797818951161577?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/268797818951161577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=268797818951161577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/268797818951161577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/268797818951161577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/04/creeping-out-of-my-twenties-slowly-but.html' title='Creeping out of my twenties... slowly but surely.'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SfheCQ3-HRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/a7DzGvI98UU/s72-c/blue_candles_on_birthday_cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4989598952455973716</id><published>2009-04-28T15:53:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:08:14.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's going on?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So clearly spring has sprung, because the last place I want to be is in front of my computer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's what we've been up to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My wonderful handyman of a husband made this for our bedroom. Pardon the teeny television, cords hanging everywhere, and really scarce looking shelves. We have to buy a new TV and it will hang on the wall in the blank space you see. Then he'll drill holes all over the place to hide the cords, at least that's my understanding. It's my job to make the shelves look good, and so far I haven't touched them except for moving books out of boxes and onto the shelves. A work in progress, but I'm so lucky to have a handy husband. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329849198097508610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sfdtm18AqQI/AAAAAAAAANc/jyCzXGrKDyg/s400/easter+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also have been dogsitting my in-laws' goldendoodle Moses. Let me tell you, he is such a sweet dog, but it was like having a third baby. I'm going to have to hold off on getting a puppy. My kids love him though! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329850220911724706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SfduiYN7CKI/AAAAAAAAANk/ZgmfX1_XjQ4/s400/easter+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Also, again thanks to my super handy husband, we now have a patio herb garden. He built the big red box, mounted it to our deck and we planted basil, rosemary, mint, sage, tomatoes, banana peppers, and bell peppers. Can't wait to cook with them soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329851739507141698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sfdv6xbSLEI/AAAAAAAAANs/tempPaBBQSo/s400/easter+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll do better about posting... stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4989598952455973716?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4989598952455973716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4989598952455973716' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4989598952455973716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4989598952455973716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/04/whats-going-on.html' title='What&apos;s going on?'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sfdtm18AqQI/AAAAAAAAANc/jyCzXGrKDyg/s72-c/easter+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2139667056327136872</id><published>2009-04-13T12:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T12:50:48.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So it's been a while, I know. It's been a busy few weeks, although I'm not exactly sure why. Here are my sweet girls on Easter - &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324234784836045298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SeN7U-ruSfI/AAAAAAAAANU/kp5wXHZ1QUs/s400/easter+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2139667056327136872?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2139667056327136872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2139667056327136872' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2139667056327136872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2139667056327136872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SeN7U-ruSfI/AAAAAAAAANU/kp5wXHZ1QUs/s72-c/easter+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6516334158508624216</id><published>2009-04-01T15:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:40:02.175-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Look...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; what I just found in the legustrum outside our front door. Yay for Spring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319825357779222562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SdPQ-i2LwCI/AAAAAAAAANM/YSAqLqCUiUA/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6516334158508624216?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6516334158508624216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6516334158508624216' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6516334158508624216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6516334158508624216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/04/look.html' title='Look...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SdPQ-i2LwCI/AAAAAAAAANM/YSAqLqCUiUA/s72-c/San+Fran+Jan+09+071.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7957024674310627858</id><published>2009-03-26T15:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T15:28:32.760-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ebay'/><title type='text'>So this is becoming a problem...</title><content type='html'>Until recently, I've never purchased anything on Ebay. By nature, I'm a bargain shopper, so I knew that a site that offers nothing but good deals was something that I should probably stay away from. I don't like paying full price for anything, so if I don't find a good deal, I don't spend the money. But Ebay is trouble. Good deal after good deal eventually equals money I shouldn't be spending. Starving writers should keep away from this site, although I've convinced myself I'm lucky that my husband didn't set out to be a starving writer, so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend Andi's tutorial on Ebay, I'm addicted. And I thought facebook was habit forming. I've spent the last hour and a half scouring Ebay, but I'm proud to say I didn't end up buying anything, just simply wasted time. Hmm...I guess I shouldn't be proud of that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But - also thanks to Andi, I've been roaming around my house looking for things that might sell on Ebay. So far I've made around $150 on Ebay, so husband isn't complaining too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you (I think!), sweet Andi for rubbing off on me. Hopefully as a result, my kids will be dressed as cute as yours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7957024674310627858?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7957024674310627858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7957024674310627858' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7957024674310627858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7957024674310627858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-this-is-becoming-problem.html' title='So this is becoming a problem...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6946288185677494431</id><published>2009-03-24T10:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:10:58.334-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a miracle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SckDFOjSqPI/AAAAAAAAANE/dccqgoZQ_zg/s1600-h/mavalaStop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316784223427930354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SckDFOjSqPI/AAAAAAAAANE/dccqgoZQ_zg/s400/mavalaStop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In previous posts, I've expressed my frustration with my four-year-old's consistent thumb sucking. Well, at long last, it has stopped, thanks in no part to her willpower or determination. Our pediatric dentist, Dr. Josh Wren, suggested I order some Mavala Stop online and I'm telling you, it has worked like a charm. At first, it was rough, because she would get tired and not know how to soothe herself, but now, she's not a thumbsucker!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6946288185677494431?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6946288185677494431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6946288185677494431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6946288185677494431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6946288185677494431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-miracle.html' title='It&apos;s a miracle!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SckDFOjSqPI/AAAAAAAAANE/dccqgoZQ_zg/s72-c/mavalaStop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8422552256012983342</id><published>2009-03-16T09:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:01:06.049-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='madison county magazine'/><title type='text'>Madison County Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sb5n_numRFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nyNOBJiBTN0/s1600-h/mad+mag+april+09.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313798953037612114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sb5n_numRFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nyNOBJiBTN0/s400/mad+mag+april+09.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since its first issue in December I've been writing for Madison County Magazine and it really has been a lot of fun. I have met so many interesting people from around the Jackson area. This month, I wrote a story on the Martinson family. Billy Martinson started Green Oak Nursery in Jackson and Garden Works in Ridgeland. He was so much fun to interview and their family is so interesting. The cover shot is of Billy's son Allen and his wife Mimi, who now own Garden Works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having been able to see this magazine improve with each issue and am having so much fun with this group of people. So if you see a copy, pick it up! You can read this issue online &lt;a href="http://onlinemadison.com/SiteImages/FileGallery/Madison_County_Magazine_2009_42.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8422552256012983342?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8422552256012983342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8422552256012983342' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8422552256012983342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8422552256012983342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/madison-county-magazine.html' title='Madison County Magazine'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/Sb5n_numRFI/AAAAAAAAAM8/nyNOBJiBTN0/s72-c/mad+mag+april+09.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3843434635504428801</id><published>2009-03-11T09:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T09:05:42.995-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingard Home'/><title type='text'>Wingard Home need</title><content type='html'>If you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you know how special the &lt;a href="http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/search/label/Wingard%20Home"&gt;Wingard Home &lt;/a&gt;is to my heart. I received this email from Charlotte this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crack House next door for sale!&lt;br /&gt;This is a grand opportunity to get in on the ground floor of a MIRACLE! The big old two-story house next door to us on West Street has been a boarding house with a bad reputation for as long as we have been on the block (13 years in May). The first of February, the owner, Mark Samsel, told us that he would sell to our ministry for $39,000; then he said he would give us about a month to raise the money to purchase.  We have asked God to give us direction, tools, volunteers who are willing to clean-up and fix-up the house, and the money to purchase it. God has given us a vision for the house and it's purpose in the ministry here on West Street. It will be a welcome addition to the ministry campus in that we are needing space desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The thing I am most passionate about is the purchasing of that house, anointing it for God’s work, and being able to use it in this neighborhood for accomplishing good things in people‘s lives; instead of allowing it to continue housing crack dealers, prostitutes, thieves, killers, drunks, and addicts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason I am bringing it before you today is to give you the opportunity to be a part of this purchase. We are gathering quickly to take advantage of the owner’s offer to sell. So many times, people have said to me that they could have helped with a need if I had made them aware of the needs. I am doing just that….making you aware. FACTS:house is a two story on a regular size lotit is connected to our Chapel lot (the old laundry building)the address is 1265 N. West Street, Jackson, MSMark &amp;amp; Mary Samsel are the ownersThere was a fire in the second story north side room A contractor has looked at the damage &amp;amp; fix up is possible....it is able to be restored!Purchase price is $ 39,000. for the ministry We claim this property for the Kingdom of GOD! * If we can just find 100 people to contribute $390., then we will be  able to purchase and secure this house for the ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't help, PRAY! and forward this to your e-mail list. All God needs is a willing vessel.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seizing every opportunity for ministry,&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte Wingard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wingard Home, obviously, is in a rough neighborhood right behind Baptist Hospital, which quite frankly, is exactly where they need to be. This would be an incredible opportunity to first of all, expand their ministry, and second of all, make Jackson a better place bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join me in praying for the Wingard Home and if at all possible, consider donating. You can visit &lt;a href="http://www.wingardhome.org/"&gt;www.wingardhome.org&lt;/a&gt; to find out more about this special ministry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3843434635504428801?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3843434635504428801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3843434635504428801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3843434635504428801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3843434635504428801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/wingard-home-need.html' title='Wingard Home need'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8273780877970220947</id><published>2009-03-09T12:56:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T13:14:30.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone time...well worth the trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SbVaTo59y8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BptTfHnK28w/s1600-h/San+Fran+Jan+09+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311250628997925826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SbVaTo59y8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BptTfHnK28w/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time at the &lt;a href="http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/ptlal-grand-hotel-marriott-resort-golf-club-and-spa/"&gt;Grand Hotel &lt;/a&gt;in Point Clear this weekend. Nathan's been stressing out more than usual lately, and well, I just like to take trips, so this weekend was exactly what we needed. It was so nice to just hang out together with no interruptions. We went to the &lt;a href="http://www.washhouserestaurant.com/"&gt;Wash House &lt;/a&gt;restaurant for dinner, which was delicious and then on Saturday we walked around the hotel grounds and Fairhope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You all know how much I love Mississippi, but I would move to Fairhope in a heartbeat. It was such a neat place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Grand was incredible - much better than I thought it would be, actually. I'm already making plans to come back in May with the kids. It was the epitome of an old Southern hotel complete with the most beautiful landscaping and gigantic oak trees. Also, if you know much about me, you know I love cemeteries. Saturday was such a pretty day and we walked around the Confederate cemetery on the grounds. And I'm telling you, spring has sprung on the Mobile Bay. The flowers were GORGEOUS! It made me go home and work in the flowerbeds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311251033317608482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SbVarLHSjCI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eOikoFUP4es/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311251966370650578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SbVbhfAeGdI/AAAAAAAAAMk/3NpTHm6Xnzk/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252452911563810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SbVb9zg3RCI/AAAAAAAAAMs/PlIg20G7qz0/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we came home... I think our kids were glad to see us, well, at least one of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311252885474282066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SbVcW-72ilI/AAAAAAAAAM0/IsoSje_5OS4/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8273780877970220947?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8273780877970220947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8273780877970220947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8273780877970220947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8273780877970220947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/alone-timewell-worth-trip.html' title='Alone time...well worth the trip!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SbVaTo59y8I/AAAAAAAAAMU/BptTfHnK28w/s72-c/San+Fran+Jan+09+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8754352233549205879</id><published>2009-03-04T20:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:33:10.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He pulled through!</title><content type='html'>After having a rough day (both babies were exceptionally whiny today - I know that doesn't constitute a rough day, but in my life, it's rough), my dear, wonderful, sweet husband came home from work and of course I immediately proceeded to tell him how I was a bit tired of cleaning up after everyone and wiping noses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He casually says, "Good. Friday we're taking our bottle of Cask (the wine he wouldn't let me open since returning from Napa. He's guarding it with his life!) and going to the Grand Hotel and spending the weekend in Fairhope. And I've already arranged for a sitter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait! Short drive and a couple of days with my husband. I love my kids, don't get me wrong, but I'm really looking forward to having uninterrupted conversation between the two of us. He remembered!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8754352233549205879?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8754352233549205879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8754352233549205879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8754352233549205879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8754352233549205879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/he-pulled-through.html' title='He pulled through!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8208050932040712015</id><published>2009-03-04T11:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T11:38:27.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tick Tock</title><content type='html'>So my anniversary is Friday. The deal was that I would plan Valentine's Day (which I did, and did well, I might add), and husband would plan anniversary. I think he has forgotten and I'm not reminding him. Hmmm... I'll keep you updated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8208050932040712015?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8208050932040712015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8208050932040712015' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8208050932040712015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8208050932040712015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/tick-tock.html' title='Tick Tock'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4621277400930894929</id><published>2009-03-02T10:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:51:53.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SawHmMRt0tI/AAAAAAAAAME/FCsWzocajbw/s1600-h/cadbury+egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308626413474927314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SawHmMRt0tI/AAAAAAAAAME/FCsWzocajbw/s400/cadbury+egg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cadbury Creme Eggs. This is possibly my favorite part about Spring. My diet is doomed. I was walking through the grocery store this weekend and the shiny red and blue foil caught my eye. I promptly threw a four pack in my basket and had my way with them when I got home. Milk chocolate with gooey goodness. You can't go wrong. Luckily, after Easter, they disappear for a while. I don't know what I would do if they were around all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4621277400930894929?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4621277400930894929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4621277400930894929' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4621277400930894929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4621277400930894929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/03/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SawHmMRt0tI/AAAAAAAAAME/FCsWzocajbw/s72-c/cadbury+egg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7372444814031565752</id><published>2009-02-23T14:35:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T15:14:07.515-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='march of dimes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my favorites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Magdalena Grace Roberts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SaMLDmkLHEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4PV5himyVxU/s1600-h/magdalena.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306096942492359746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SaMLDmkLHEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4PV5himyVxU/s400/magdalena.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the coolest parts of writing is that I get to meet so many wonderful people. Although I really enjoy all the stories I write, occasionally I'll meet someone who makes a huge impact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I was working on a story about the March of Dimes and I had the pleasure of meeting (over the phone) Julie and Noah Roberts. The Roberts' daughter Magdalena Grace was born with Trisomy 18, a chromosomal defect where most babies don't make it to full term, and if they do, less than ten percent live to see their first birthday. In January, at 167 days old, Magdalena passed away, leaving her parents of course heartbroken, but determined to keep her memory alive. After hearing this story, I can tell you this little girl was so special and has touched my heart beyond belief. And I didn't even get to meet her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As mother to two sweet baby girls, I cannot imagine what Noah and Julie are going through. Despite the heartbreak, these two have the most amazing, joyful spirit. Where most would be asking why she had to leave them so soon, they are thanking God for the time they had with their daughter and praising Him for this blessing. Oh, to be more like them. They truly see God in everything around them, even the loss of their precious little girl.  Please join me in praying for this family. I'm sure it doesn't get any easier as time passes. Pray that God continues to give them peace and pray that Magdalena's story continues to point people toward Jesus as it already has for so many. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Roberts have also organized a team, Magdalena's Feet, for the March of Dimes' March for Babies walk, which will take place in May. Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.noahandjulieroberts.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roberts' blog&lt;/a&gt; to find out more and to read Magdalena's story. I promise you will be blessed by this sweet family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7372444814031565752?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7372444814031565752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7372444814031565752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7372444814031565752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7372444814031565752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/02/magdalena-grace-roberts.html' title='Magdalena Grace Roberts'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SaMLDmkLHEI/AAAAAAAAAL0/4PV5himyVxU/s72-c/magdalena.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-240806271730103573</id><published>2009-02-20T16:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T17:07:31.300-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><title type='text'>More of My South</title><content type='html'>I know it's not quite summer yet, but it really has been such a pretty day today. This time of year, when the weather starts to slightly warm up and I just want to go run around outside, is when I really start appreciating this place. I start to smell the distinct aroma of the red dirt of Neshoba County, which is where I spent a lot of summer weekends growing up. There really was nothing like it. I would spend all day outside, getting muddy and dirty and breathing the fresh country air deep into my lungs. And if it would rain, my family would simply sit on my grandfather's front porch swing and watch the drops hit the dusty dirt road. I'm sure at times I was bored, but little did I know, I was making memories that would forever be ingrained. I get so busy now and forget how nice it is to slow down and just enjoy God's world around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more little quips that I love from the book &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/My-South-People-Place-World/dp/1401602177"&gt;My South&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/em&gt;by Robert St. James. I just love this book! I especially love the last one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;My South is that slow southern slang that rolls off the tongue like sweet molasses and greets every soul we pass as though we've known them for years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In my South, 'round here is an exact location.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My South is front porch sitting, screen door cricking, constant finger licking, guitar picking, humidity dripping, lemonade sipping, sweet summer afternoons. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-240806271730103573?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/240806271730103573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=240806271730103573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/240806271730103573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/240806271730103573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/02/more-of.html' title='More of My South'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2103255787490501676</id><published>2009-02-20T16:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:47:15.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Weekend</title><content type='html'>This weekend will consist of a whole lot of nothing and I couldn't be happier about it. I'll write a little and maybe dig in the flower beds, but other than that, I have nothing to do but play with the kiddos. By nature I'm a "goer," I have to have somewhere to go at all times, but every once in a while, it's really nice to have no plans at all... can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2103255787490501676?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2103255787490501676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2103255787490501676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2103255787490501676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2103255787490501676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/02/lazy-weekend.html' title='Lazy Weekend'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7634843240334515794</id><published>2009-02-13T09:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T09:15:00.428-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portico'/><title type='text'>Ronald McDonald House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SZWOD-RFW9I/AAAAAAAAALs/CdKdiPuNMH8/s1600-h/porticofeb09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302300335204031442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 305px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SZWOD-RFW9I/AAAAAAAAALs/CdKdiPuNMH8/s400/porticofeb09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you aren't already a subscriber, pick up the February issue of &lt;a href="http://www.porticojackson.com/"&gt;Portico&lt;/a&gt;. This month, the Giving Tree section features my story on Jackson's Ronald McDonald House. Honestly, I didn't know much about what the RMH did until I started doing research for this story. They house families who have seriously ill children and have to travel to Jackson for medical care. Basically, they serve as a home away from home so that parents don't have to sleep in the hospital waiting room. I can't imagine being faced with that situation. Some of the stories I heard were so touching and the way the RMH is helping these families is so commendable. Go get a copy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7634843240334515794?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7634843240334515794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7634843240334515794' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7634843240334515794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7634843240334515794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/02/ronald-mcdonald-house.html' title='Ronald McDonald House'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SZWOD-RFW9I/AAAAAAAAALs/CdKdiPuNMH8/s72-c/porticofeb09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8112296955692129785</id><published>2009-02-11T13:48:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:10:10.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>High School</title><content type='html'>I was just working on a story about an upcoming high school reunion. In order to find out more details about the reunion, I visited the high school's alumni group on Facebook. It was interesting to see the things that people posted about how much they hated or loved high school. One guy, who, might I add, was fairly old and should be over high school, talked about how high school ruined his life, and he hated everyone for it, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it weird that I enjoyed high school? I thought it was fun, to be quite honest. Granted, I went to a small high school and graduated with around 40 people. Of course there were cliques and cool kids, but I guess not on the scale you would see in other areas. Sure, I liked high school, but did I gain any "forever" friends? Only one. Were they the "best days of my life"? Nope. Would I do it again? Heck no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids will go to an enormous high school, which kind of scares me. On one hand, I think it's great because they'll be exposed to so many diverse people and get a firsthand look at the world that doesn't revolve around them, but on the other hand, that's a lot of people that could potentially pick on my kids and ruffle my mother feathers. I guess that's something I'll have to get over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8112296955692129785?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8112296955692129785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8112296955692129785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8112296955692129785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8112296955692129785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/02/high-school.html' title='High School'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3789214495843147210</id><published>2009-02-05T15:58:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T16:06:52.175-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>My Sassy Girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it's been a while since I posted any fun pics of my sweet girls, so for those of you who are interested - here you go! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299436356806625858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SYthSfU_ykI/AAAAAAAAALU/JX8lOO6qRDo/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Just Chilling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299436809062473826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SYths0HMYGI/AAAAAAAAALc/gSvJ1Kkxc4k/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Better safe than sorry - even if you can't move any of your limbs! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299437603415954610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SYtibDT0lLI/AAAAAAAAALk/vZcYdWRrC-s/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fresh out of the bath - can you tell who is my drama queen???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3789214495843147210?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3789214495843147210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3789214495843147210' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3789214495843147210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3789214495843147210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-sassy-girls.html' title='My Sassy Girls'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SYthSfU_ykI/AAAAAAAAALU/JX8lOO6qRDo/s72-c/San+Fran+Jan+09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6867211294584158148</id><published>2009-02-01T20:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:25:50.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Bowl</title><content type='html'>Well, I hope everyone enjoys the Super Bowl and all the parties that go along with it. I'm not much of a football fan, so I went to our neighbors' house, ate, and am now at home because our youngest reached her limit and had to go to bed. I do enjoy the food, however, and am thoroughly stuffed. Diet begins again tomorrow... This is a holiday, right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6867211294584158148?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6867211294584158148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6867211294584158148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6867211294584158148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6867211294584158148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/02/super-bowl.html' title='Super Bowl'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4251479718081573930</id><published>2009-01-27T13:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T13:33:33.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><title type='text'>Social Security</title><content type='html'>I'm apparently irresponsible. Somehow I managed to lose not only my social security card, but both of my girls' cards as well. So this morning I had the invigorating experience of spending three and a half hours in the social security office downtown. The system is screwed up and I could go on and on about how after waiting for an hour the other day, I was informed I didn't have the correct proof of ID, had to go back and wait two hours today, only to be put back in the waiting room because the guy could only issue two cards, I had to see someone else to get three... but that's not the point of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sitting in the rock hard chairs, I befriended a gentleman from the Phillipines. He and his wife and kids moved here to the states because of his job. It's a small world, because we realized he worked only minutes from where I live. He's lived all over the U.S. and has settled here in Mississippi. I asked him where his favorite place to live has been, and to my surprise he said right here in Mississippi. He mentioned how he wished that there were more museums and historical places to tour, but the fact that the people are so warm makes up for all of the state's shortcomings. I found that comforting. On paper, Mississippi may not seem so great, but in person it's the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4251479718081573930?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4251479718081573930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4251479718081573930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4251479718081573930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4251479718081573930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/01/social-security.html' title='Social Security'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5542379235036188651</id><published>2009-01-14T10:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:47:50.791-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delta magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>The Subway Lounge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SW4WmY61lrI/AAAAAAAAALM/8qgeDVJExck/s1600-h/deltamagjan+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291191460986984114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SW4WmY61lrI/AAAAAAAAALM/8qgeDVJExck/s400/deltamagjan+09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This month &lt;a href="http://www.deltamagazine.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Delta Magazine&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;ran a story I wrote on the Subway Lounge that used to be in the basement of the old Summers Hotel in Jackson. This story was so much fun to write because we all know how much I love Mississippi culture and the Subway was the epitome of pure Mississippi music and as I found out, holds a special place in the hearts of so many people in our state. I interviewed the owner, Jimmy King, and had so much fun listening to the memories he had to share. I had the pleasure of spending more than a few nights there before the doors closed a few years ago and I must say, it was like nothing I had ever seen. Such a fun place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, on Saturday nights, Schimmels restaurant in Jackson transforms from upscale dining to a very "Subwayesque" atmosphere and you can hear the sounds of the Houserockers, the Subway's former house band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So pick up a copy if you see one. I know Barnes &amp;amp; Nobles in Ridgeland sells them. The magazine itself is really great too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5542379235036188651?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5542379235036188651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5542379235036188651' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5542379235036188651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5542379235036188651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/01/subway-lounge.html' title='The Subway Lounge'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SW4WmY61lrI/AAAAAAAAALM/8qgeDVJExck/s72-c/deltamagjan+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6077628623693744287</id><published>2009-01-09T10:23:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T10:38:13.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the coolest parts of our trip was visiting Alcatraz. My history buff of a husband was beside himself with excitement while we were there. I must say, it was very cool and a little eerie. Just to think that Al Capone along with lots of other very notorious and dangerous men spent years walking those grounds was incredible. Standing on the island, you can see in full view the bustling city. This must have been excruciating for those prisoners. One of the inmates on the video we saw said that one of the toughest things was to see what you can't have so close, but yet so far away. If you're ever in San Francisco, go tour Alcatraz. It was very interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289331736469187842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWd7MLNyLQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/V9RU_sBsysU/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333533362895282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWd80xKoObI/AAAAAAAAAK8/R9R1vJULM_A/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333023951636530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWd8XHdhSDI/AAAAAAAAAK0/wGHYWqOxKdY/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289332143716587298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWd7j4VIVyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/SSJXdb6NP10/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289333869796852930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWd9IWevBMI/AAAAAAAAALE/9fF7SwlIbgg/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6077628623693744287?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6077628623693744287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6077628623693744287' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6077628623693744287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6077628623693744287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/01/rock.html' title='The Rock'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWd7MLNyLQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/V9RU_sBsysU/s72-c/San+Fran+Jan+09+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2593850484351577607</id><published>2009-01-08T14:44:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T14:52:43.439-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We arrived back in Jackson last night after a very, very fun trip to San Francisco and wine country. We had a really great time with some really great friends, but were very glad to be home and hug our babies. Here are a few pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289027168205479714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWZmL-BHHyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/j4k2iXLRJrM/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Golden Gate Bridge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289027587723530818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWZmkY2AkkI/AAAAAAAAAKU/i7xiXu7GvWg/s400/San+Fran+Jan+09+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Alcatraz - very cool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2593850484351577607?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2593850484351577607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2593850484351577607' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2593850484351577607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2593850484351577607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/01/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re Back!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SWZmL-BHHyI/AAAAAAAAAKM/j4k2iXLRJrM/s72-c/San+Fran+Jan+09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3061844730846212384</id><published>2009-01-02T12:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T12:49:39.531-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And we're off...</title><content type='html'>I'm really bad at doing anything besides spreading cheer during the holidays, so sorry I've not been posting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great, merry Christmas. We had the opportunity to see lots of family and are completely worn out. BUT - we're off to San Francisco tomorrow for a little vacay with the &lt;a href="http://www.thecruthirdsfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cruthirds&lt;/a&gt;. See ya on the flip side with lots of pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3061844730846212384?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3061844730846212384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3061844730846212384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3061844730846212384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3061844730846212384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-were-off.html' title='And we&apos;re off...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-336844010316546195</id><published>2008-12-16T09:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:09:46.965-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><title type='text'>My Sweet, Sweet, South</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SUfSwmo7cVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kiQYWlhjQk0/s1600-h/my+south.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280420820562964818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SUfSwmo7cVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kiQYWlhjQk0/s400/my+south.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not long ago, as a little Christmas gift to myself, I bought the book &lt;em&gt;My South&lt;/em&gt; by Robert St. John. First of all, the book is full of fun little one liners that only Southerners can truly appreciate. Things like "My South uses knives and forks, but biscuits and corn bread finish the job." Second of all, you all know I eat this stuff up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a poem by Christine Carr from the book:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;In my South, there is a spirit, a holy spirit that &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;heals old wounds, melts the heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;and brings all people together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's that spirit that is the source of our progress.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are moving - we are moving forward, you know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now that we are moving and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We've got all this progress and that's great. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you know, I can still have my front porch, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sweet tea, and that good home cookin' - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;even on a low-carb diet. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can hold on to the beauty of this &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;old, old place, as we're moving. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are moving forward and we are moving forward together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this. One of the things I like the most about the South is that it is a place that sort of stands still in time. We are really good at preserving our culture, which I think is so important. You can't know where you're going until you know where you came from. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With that being said, I also think it's important that we move on. Let's face it, this is an amazing place, but it has a sorted history. It's a well known fact that the South is by no means perfect. We need to let go of as much of our history as we should hold on to, which I think we are doing. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love my South, and this poem really sums up how I feel about it. Just because we hold on to what is great about our history, doesn't mean we are behind the times. We &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;live in harmony and sip sweet tea together. We can let go of our hate, but keep our cornbread, and that's my kind of South. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-336844010316546195?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/336844010316546195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=336844010316546195' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/336844010316546195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/336844010316546195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-sweet-sweet-south.html' title='My Sweet, Sweet, South'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SUfSwmo7cVI/AAAAAAAAAKE/kiQYWlhjQk0/s72-c/my+south.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-149005782883609452</id><published>2008-12-11T10:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:01:19.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, this is insane...</title><content type='html'>The deck in our backyard is covered with snow. When it snows in Mississippi, it never sticks, but this is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're supposed to be having a Christmas party tonight, but I'm kind of thinking that nobody will show. I'm not rescheduling. I dipped strawberries in chocolate all night, so the show will go on. My husband and I may end up eating lots of chocolate covered strawberries by ourselves on into the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-149005782883609452?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/149005782883609452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=149005782883609452' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/149005782883609452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/149005782883609452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/12/ok-this-is-insane.html' title='Ok, this is insane...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2855612387563776111</id><published>2008-12-11T08:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T08:13:33.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rude Awakening</title><content type='html'>This morning I was awakened by a shrill shriek. "It's SNOWING! It's SNOWING!" I thought my poor child was going to have a heart attack. Snow in MS. A perfect Christmas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2855612387563776111?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2855612387563776111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2855612387563776111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2855612387563776111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2855612387563776111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/12/rude-awakening.html' title='Rude Awakening'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3086107081396421129</id><published>2008-12-09T08:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T08:50:42.910-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Unanswered prayers...hopefully</title><content type='html'>This was my daughter's prayer at breakfast this morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Next time my mommy has a baby in her belly, please let it be a girl and two boys, Alexa, Brady, &amp;amp; Austin. And please let them be in there now. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know full well that God answers prayers, but in this case, I'm hoping for an unanswered prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3086107081396421129?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3086107081396421129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3086107081396421129' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3086107081396421129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3086107081396421129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/12/unanswered-prayershopefully.html' title='Unanswered prayers...hopefully'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-563254826425544822</id><published>2008-12-03T09:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T09:49:23.298-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>I love kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/STapsNEkdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ByseQCZPPJw/s1600-h/2008+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275590590399280242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/STapsNEkdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ByseQCZPPJw/s400/2008+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Get up! You need to marry me!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is my daughter and her friend, sometimes "boyfriend." Breaking up is a regular occurrence in their "relationship." They really act like brother and sister. I love kids. They are hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-563254826425544822?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/563254826425544822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=563254826425544822' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/563254826425544822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/563254826425544822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-kids.html' title='I love kids'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/STapsNEkdHI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/ByseQCZPPJw/s72-c/2008+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-5765869353139627126</id><published>2008-12-01T10:30:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:31:27.171-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rankin Ledger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>The Mustard Seed</title><content type='html'>The Rankin Ledger just ran my &lt;a href="http://www.rankinledger.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081129/NEWS/811290301"&gt;story on the Mustard Seed&lt;/a&gt; in Flowood.  Stop by and pick up one of their ornaments or ceramics as Christmas gifts to benefit a good cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-5765869353139627126?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/5765869353139627126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=5765869353139627126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5765869353139627126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/5765869353139627126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/12/mustard-seed.html' title='The Mustard Seed'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7279445456450867217</id><published>2008-12-01T10:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T10:30:07.101-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clinton News'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving in Clinton...</title><content type='html'>I had the pleasure of visiting Brittany Brown's 1st grade class at Clinton Park Elementary to write this &lt;a href="http://www.clintonnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081127/NEWS/811270333/1001/NEWS"&gt;story&lt;/a&gt;. The kids were so much fun and had lots to say about Thanksgiving. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.mylittlenothings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandi&lt;/a&gt; for all your help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7279445456450867217?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7279445456450867217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7279445456450867217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7279445456450867217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7279445456450867217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/12/thanksgiving-in-clinton.html' title='Thanksgiving in Clinton...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2630293019371913905</id><published>2008-11-27T09:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T10:01:54.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving y'all!</title><content type='html'>I love Thanksgiving. My daughter got up this morning and was mesmerized by the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade, as was I when I was her age. I remember waking up and watching the parade until my parents made me get dressed to go to either my grandmother's or one of my aunt's houses. I love this holiday. It's a time for family, which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year will be a bit different. My grandmother was recently diagnosed with dementia and that in itself has caused a bit of turmoil throughout the family. It's my hope that everyone will put aside their differences and come together for her sake, at least. She's a great lady that deserves a great holiday, and I'm so thankful to get to spend one more Thanksgiving with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a great day with your families or whoever you may be spending the day with! Be thankful, I know I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2630293019371913905?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2630293019371913905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2630293019371913905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2630293019371913905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2630293019371913905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-yall.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving y&apos;all!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3713452695382185280</id><published>2008-11-25T20:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:48:48.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Betty is a creative genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the virus, my computer decided to crash. I'm a horrible blogger...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, &lt;a href="http://blackbettysbizkits.wordpress.com/"&gt;Black Betty &lt;/a&gt;took some pictures of my girls this weekend in hopes of getting a Christmas card picture... Success! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272791978505506098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SSy4XjVZjTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Qr-wT9GctFM/s400/christmas+card+pic.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I couldn't have been happier with the way this one and all of the rest turned out. She did such a great job and is very reasonable! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was also proud of my girls for being cooperative at the same time, which is unheard of. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you Betty! I love the pics! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3713452695382185280?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3713452695382185280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3713452695382185280' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3713452695382185280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3713452695382185280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/black-betty-is-creative-genius.html' title='Black Betty is a creative genius'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SSy4XjVZjTI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Qr-wT9GctFM/s72-c/christmas+card+pic.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2486273969608745840</id><published>2008-11-21T16:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:28:47.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bug</title><content type='html'>This week a vicious little stomach bug has taken over my household. This is why I've been absent from the blogging world this week. Baby girl #2 had it first, then #1, then it hit me. And now, my poor mother has it too. Let me tell you, it was VIOLENT. And, of course, it hits us when my husband is out of town. Of course. He's back in town and is quite happy that so far, he's dodged a bullet. Usually, if anyone gets sick it's him. I rarely catch what the kids have, but this week it hit me with a vengeance. Today I've been scrubbing my house from top to bottom trying to get rid of all the nasty germs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hoping to lose a few pounds, but this is not at all what I had in mind. I'd much rather be fat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2486273969608745840?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2486273969608745840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2486273969608745840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2486273969608745840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2486273969608745840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/bug.html' title='The Bug'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-220322271481323684</id><published>2008-11-16T21:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T21:39:10.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My thumbsucker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SSDmwIQXRfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/TZOK3Sz8ORA/s1600-h/Picture+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269465278547707378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SSDmwIQXRfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/TZOK3Sz8ORA/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was determined to break my first child of the pacifier before she turned one. This was stupid. DON'T DO IT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So now she's four years old and sucks her thumb like crazy. We have tried EVERYTHING. Everything. The bitter liquid you put on the thumb, bandaids, shameless bribery. No success. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dentist says she's fine as long as she stops before she turns five and her teeth start falling out. Our current attempt is saying that Santa will bring a big girl bike if she stops sucking her thumb before Christmas, but it's doubtful. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anybody have any ideas or suggestions??? Please. Please.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-220322271481323684?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/220322271481323684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=220322271481323684' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/220322271481323684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/220322271481323684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-thumbsucker.html' title='My thumbsucker'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SSDmwIQXRfI/AAAAAAAAAJk/TZOK3Sz8ORA/s72-c/Picture+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-1005543362200135149</id><published>2008-11-14T10:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T10:43:24.124-06:00</updated><title type='text'>psha - women!</title><content type='html'>So the other night my husband sat me down and gave me a good talking to (Well, it was more like I kept asking what his problem was and he finally told me). Lately I've been burning the candle at both ends and apparently he's noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up, I was constantly busy. By my choice, not by my parents' choice. I was involved in anything and everything. In high school my dad told me if I wanted a car, I could work and buy one, which I did. I worked two jobs in the summer and during the school year I had school activities, sports, and worked a lot. Same thing in college. So, needless to say, I'm used to working and working a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March, I quit my really great full-time job to stay at home with my girls. I wanted to stay home when I had my first daughter, but it was financially impossible. So now we've been blessed enough that I was able to quit in March. Dream come true. The first few weeks were great. I hung out with my girls, read a few magazines, yadayadayada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what I thought was "unproductiveness" started to eat away at me. My husband would come home from work and I'd find myself jealous that he had this "life" outside of our house. After a few minor emotional breakdowns ("I'm just your wife and their mom! I do nothing that's just mine!" cry, cry, sniff, sniff), he suggested I start writing again (He's a genius, in case I've never mentioned that). So I did. And it has really taken off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a problem with volunteering for anything and everything. Which has also really taken off. So I am tired and I think he feels neglected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with us women??? We have this innate desire to be with our kids and yet another desire to make something (whatever that means) of ourselves. When I was working, I wanted to be at home. When I'm at home, I want to be working. We really are complicated creatures. I completely understand how men don't get us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed beyond belief to have the best of both worlds. Although at the time, I took offense to my husband's little talk, he's so right. I can't have it all at the same time. I have to slow down and focus on what's important. I'm going to slow down, not volunteer for everything that comes along, and hang out with my kids while they still want me to. But I'm going to keep writing (the things I really want to write about) - it keeps me sane, I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once in my life, I'm going to chill out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-1005543362200135149?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/1005543362200135149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=1005543362200135149' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1005543362200135149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/1005543362200135149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/psha-women.html' title='psha - women!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8951273305128001863</id><published>2008-11-11T20:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:23:57.545-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wingard Home'/><title type='text'>Wingard Home &amp; Mac's Cove</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRo9g8HWyDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YqsR2IbreP8/s1600-h/macs+cove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267590350265305138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRo9g8HWyDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YqsR2IbreP8/s320/macs+cove.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you've been reading my blog for any amount of time, you know about the &lt;a href="http://www.wingardhome.org/"&gt;Wingard Home &lt;/a&gt;and how special it has become to me. Fortunately, I'm not alone. Natasha McLaurin, a local fashion designer recently read about the Wingard Home in the Rankin Ledger and is now hosting her first annual &lt;a href="http://www.macscove.com/"&gt;Mac's Cove &lt;/a&gt;Wingard Home Ministry Benefit Show this Saturday at Mynelle Gardens. She's a very talented designer who not only has a passion for fashion, but a passion for keeping it here in Mississippi, which you know I love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Read my story on the show &lt;a href="http://www.rankinledger.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081111/NEWS/811110315/1001"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8951273305128001863?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8951273305128001863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8951273305128001863' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8951273305128001863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8951273305128001863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/wingard-home-macs-cove.html' title='Wingard Home &amp; Mac&apos;s Cove'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRo9g8HWyDI/AAAAAAAAAJc/YqsR2IbreP8/s72-c/macs+cove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-224156918574467488</id><published>2008-11-07T08:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:45:18.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweeteas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRRTPS_QhhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Nphi3TEZ83g/s1600-h/sweet+teas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265925386563257874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 49px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRRTPS_QhhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Nphi3TEZ83g/s320/sweet+teas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the day yesterday at Mistletoe Marketplace and miraculously, I left with only one thing. I bought this adorable children's book, Sweeteas, for my girls for Christmas. It's about little girls from the South and you all know, I'm a sucker for Southern stuff. I know my oldest will love it and hopefully my youngest will when she gets a little older. The web site is &lt;a href="http://www.thesweeteas.com/"&gt;www.thesweeteas.com&lt;/a&gt;. Go check it out! My favorite line of the book is:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are things every Southern girl should know, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'cause it's true the farther South, the sweeter they&lt;br /&gt;grow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-224156918574467488?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/224156918574467488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=224156918574467488' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/224156918574467488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/224156918574467488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/sweeteas.html' title='The Sweeteas'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRRTPS_QhhI/AAAAAAAAAJU/Nphi3TEZ83g/s72-c/sweet+teas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4190412308624844401</id><published>2008-11-05T08:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T08:48:09.936-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>And it is done...</title><content type='html'>First of all, thank goodness the election is over! No more political commercials, at least for a while. We can all breathe a sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to our new president-elect. Although I don't agree with Obama politically in any form or fashion, witnessing history in the making is pretty cool. Like John McCain said in his concession speech, it's time for us to join together and as Americans support our newly elected president. I'm sure we have an interesting four years ahead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4190412308624844401?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4190412308624844401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4190412308624844401' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4190412308624844401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4190412308624844401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-it-is-done.html' title='And it is done...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8423448839962702466</id><published>2008-11-04T08:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T08:45:45.987-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Election Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRBgBOJGu-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2JivQ0IvLGk/s1600-h/vote-button.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264813538488531938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRBgBOJGu-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2JivQ0IvLGk/s320/vote-button.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Go vote!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8423448839962702466?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8423448839962702466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8423448839962702466' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8423448839962702466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8423448839962702466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-election-day.html' title='Happy Election Day'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SRBgBOJGu-I/AAAAAAAAAJM/2JivQ0IvLGk/s72-c/vote-button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4800820905779252780</id><published>2008-11-03T10:57:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T11:05:14.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of pics of my girls before trick or treating. They were Alice in Wonderland and the Cheshire Cat. I thought it turned out adorable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264478179260622194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQ8vAvqf5XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/udvmIVvErO4/s400/2008+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264477478453258098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQ8uX89AJ3I/AAAAAAAAAI8/r211zFDJEf4/s400/2008+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4800820905779252780?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4800820905779252780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4800820905779252780' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4800820905779252780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4800820905779252780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/11/welcome-to-wonderland.html' title='Welcome to Wonderland'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQ8vAvqf5XI/AAAAAAAAAJE/udvmIVvErO4/s72-c/2008+082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8694639326703369732</id><published>2008-10-30T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:53:07.931-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Economic Education in Mississippi</title><content type='html'>Clearly, I've been behind on posting my stories &amp;amp; news articles, which was in fact, the reason I started this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;Rankin Ledger &lt;/em&gt;recently ran a &lt;a href="http://www.rankinledger.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081025/NEWS/810250303/1001"&gt;story &lt;/a&gt;I covered on the Mississippi Council on Economic Education's luncheon. I was impressed to learn that our state is actually one of the top in the country on economic education, something we clearly need.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8694639326703369732?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8694639326703369732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8694639326703369732' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8694639326703369732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8694639326703369732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/economic-education-in-mississippi.html' title='Economic Education in Mississippi'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6967611740118069936</id><published>2008-10-30T10:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:48:15.181-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><title type='text'>Pam Nail</title><content type='html'>I had the pleasure of interviewing Pam Nail, Mrs. World 88 and Jackson resident, for this &lt;a href="http://www.northeastledger.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081029/NEWS/810290307/1005"&gt;story &lt;/a&gt;that ran in the &lt;em&gt;Northeast Ledger. &lt;/em&gt;She was a victim of abuse as a child and has strived to help others in her shoes and she was also a real pleasure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6967611740118069936?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6967611740118069936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6967611740118069936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6967611740118069936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6967611740118069936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/pam-nail.html' title='Pam Nail'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6318568611560289212</id><published>2008-10-30T10:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T10:45:16.326-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Non-profits'/><title type='text'>Clinton's 4Cs</title><content type='html'>The Clinton News ran a &lt;a href="http://www.clintonnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081030/NEWS/810300333/1001/NEWS"&gt;story &lt;/a&gt;in today's paper about the 4Cs, a non-profit that has been thriving in the Clinton community for years. I remember visiting their thrift store, which helps fund their food services, while in college at MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are doing great work, especially for the often overlooked elderly population.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6318568611560289212?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6318568611560289212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6318568611560289212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6318568611560289212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6318568611560289212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/clintons-4cs.html' title='Clinton&apos;s 4Cs'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2107116682793035765</id><published>2008-10-29T16:38:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T17:07:08.688-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Punkin' Pickin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today my daughter's preschool class went on their annual field trip to the Pumpkin Patch. She woke me up this morning talking about how excited she was and she had a great time indeed. Here are a few pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262694387340841058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQjYqY7kkGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HAU6HJN-pPw/s400/2008+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She's the cutie third from the end on the right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262694961322212290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQjZLzLZO8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/A12GGpRJeFQ/s400/2008+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262696100536356226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQjaOHFNjYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/swgVlfaabTQ/s400/2008+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQjYPck9rMI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rU3jHFAq2F8/s1600-h/2008+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2107116682793035765?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2107116682793035765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2107116682793035765' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2107116682793035765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2107116682793035765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/punkin-pickin.html' title='Punkin&apos; Pickin&apos;'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQjYqY7kkGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HAU6HJN-pPw/s72-c/2008+070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-9050856594817827979</id><published>2008-10-28T09:26:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:38:17.426-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Better late than never...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQchJxhH3LI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qZTtAfRejkY/s1600-h/superior+scribbler.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262211141400517810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQchJxhH3LI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qZTtAfRejkY/s400/superior+scribbler.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clarionledger.com/misc/Blogs/Northeast/doghouse/doghouseblog.shtm"&gt;Doghouse &lt;/a&gt;was such a dear and tagged me with this award...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Rules: Every superior scribbler will name 5 other super scribblers. if you are named you must link to the author &amp;amp; the name of the blog that gave you the award. then you must display the adorable award and link to &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, which explains the award. finally you must visit &lt;a href="http://scholastic-scribe.blogspot.com/2008/10/200-this-blings-for-you.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt; and tell your name to mr. linky list. then they will have a record of all the people who are super scribblers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My nominations are:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarannersmith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saranne &lt;/a&gt;- her sarcasm absolutely trips me out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://basketballbelly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Black Betty&lt;/a&gt; - again, the sarcasm is what gets me. And the fact that her pregnancy posts are so funny and so true. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audreycaroline.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bring the Rain&lt;/a&gt; - You just have to read the story... make sure you have tissue handy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://rltroxell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Randi &lt;/a&gt;- need beauty secrets? She's got them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.housewifeinflipflops.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stacey &lt;/a&gt;- Subtle hilarity and very down to earth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-9050856594817827979?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/9050856594817827979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=9050856594817827979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/9050856594817827979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/9050856594817827979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better late than never...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SQchJxhH3LI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qZTtAfRejkY/s72-c/superior+scribbler.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6065744025550535945</id><published>2008-10-24T10:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:22:50.034-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><title type='text'>Why I love the South - Reason #4</title><content type='html'>When I was a teenager I was determined that I was going to be a big-time television news reporter when "I grew up." The only thing that didn't appeal to me about that job was the fact that I would most likely have to give up my Southern accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love a true Southern accent. Watching actors try to nail one drives me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Kidman in Cold Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;Kyra Sedgwick in The Closer.&lt;br /&gt;Julia Roberts in Charlie Wilson's War.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break. The list goes on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My four-year-old is super Southern. I find myself correcting her when she draws out her one syllable words into four syllables or when she says "laht" rather than light. I've got to stop doing that. It seems that even Southerners think their own accent makes them look stupid, thanks to other parts of the country that take that to be the truth. I think it's a part of culture we need to hold on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for me, I grew up to be a writer rather than an on-air reporter (I guess I'm a grown up now?), so my accent is still dripping with y'alls, fixing-tos, and lots of syllables and hopefully, through written word, I can still sound somewhat intelligent to others throughout the country...just maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6065744025550535945?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6065744025550535945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6065744025550535945' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6065744025550535945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6065744025550535945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-i-love-south-reason-4.html' title='Why I love the South - Reason #4'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-6899098763591030130</id><published>2008-10-24T09:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T09:29:17.434-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><title type='text'>Maturing...and I hate it.</title><content type='html'>I've heard that the ones that are really feeling the hurt from the economy are the hairdressers and nail techs. Apparently people are going longer between haircuts and forgoing having their nails done. I'm not one to get my nails done, but I have been going longer between visits to Alison, my trusty hairdresser, mostly out of laziness, not the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT - I'm now in a mad rush to get an appointment with her ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not old, I'm really not. In my mid-20s I SHOULD NOT be finding gray hair in my head, but they are ruthless, popping up like crazy out of nowhere. I've been plucking them (I know, I know, you're not supposed to do that) because they shine like a lighthouse on my head of dark brown hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. This stinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been one to dye my hair, but I'm about to be a convert. Heads up, Alison, you're about to start getting a lot more of my money every six weeks. Hopefully I'll make up for some of that lost business due to the economy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-6899098763591030130?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/6899098763591030130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=6899098763591030130' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6899098763591030130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/6899098763591030130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/maturingand-i-hate-it.html' title='Maturing...and I hate it.'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8487356356442515486</id><published>2008-10-22T09:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:44:13.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brokenness</title><content type='html'>I try to keep things pretty light and airy on this blog, but I have to write about something that has been on my heart and mind this week. Our church is having a revival summit and we've been trying to make a conscious effort to go every night despite all the excuses we could find not to. I hate to say it, but I've been a little reluctant. I know deep down that I have to give up control, but being the control freak that I am makes that pretty tough. I really like my life the way it is. I have a relationship with God, but lately, that's it. He's my friend, yes, but I haven't allowed Him to take the reins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night the speaker talked about brokenness and for the first time it really made sense to me why I have to come to God with a broken heart before He can do real work in me. He gave the example of how, in the Bible, the broken loaf of bread could feed the multitudes, the broken rock of Moses gushed with water, and finally, it took the broken body of Jesus to release the grace of God. Brokenness is when the good comes out, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speaker also made a great point that we can't say to God, "Thy kingdom come," unless we say "My kingdom go." Basically, I can surrender and be broken, allowing God to work in my life, or I can wait until He allows me to hit rock bottom. I've been in both positions before and know that it is much better to throw myself on the rock rather than to wait on the rock to fall on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week, my goal is to come to God with a broken and obedient spirit and wait and see what He has in store for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8487356356442515486?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8487356356442515486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8487356356442515486' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8487356356442515486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8487356356442515486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/brokenness.html' title='Brokenness'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7300087856015342506</id><published>2008-10-21T15:25:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T15:55:27.057-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Back to the grind</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SP461WUkMDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8BO1ojAwDOs/s1600-h/workout.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259706103014633522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SP461WUkMDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8BO1ojAwDOs/s400/workout.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Due to the constant weight gain and the fact that this working out at home thing is clearly not working for me, I joined a gym last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the gym pretty religiously before we moved in March. I cancelled my membership and in an effort to save money, convinced myself I would work out at home. Not happening. I'd rather watch TV or eat, which is also clearly not working for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually really enjoy working out and I also enjoy dropping babies in the gym's child care and plugging into my ipod and not hearing any kid noises for a good hour and a half. I think this time out for me makes me more patient wiht my kids in the long run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here's hoping this will make the creeping up of the scale subside. We shall see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7300087856015342506?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7300087856015342506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7300087856015342506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7300087856015342506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7300087856015342506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the grind'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SP461WUkMDI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8BO1ojAwDOs/s72-c/workout.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7158533090450948156</id><published>2008-10-20T15:41:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T16:05:56.404-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random Rants'/><title type='text'>The dermatologist visit</title><content type='html'>So I went to see my dermatologist this morning. First of all, she looks so much like Sarah Palin, I could hardly concentrate on what she was saying. I just kept expecting her to break out in the awkward little dance Palin did on SNL's Weekend Update Saturday night (which was awesome, by the way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I left the appointment and started making my way through the parking lot, there was this man peering into the back of my car. Obviously he saw the "what the heck" look on my face and asked if that was my car. "Yep, sure is," I said. He preceded to tell me some story about how he needs a new car and was thinking of buying one like mine. He asked a few vague questions - "How does it drive?" yadayadayada. Then, he said, "I'm not going to rob you or hurt you or anything." Clearly the look of terror on my face said it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been one to freak out in situations like that. He had a heavy jacket on and had his hands in his pockets the entire time. He was a shady looking character anyway, despite the fact he was circling my vehicle suspiciously. I just kept waiting on him to ask me to hand over my purse or knock me over the head with some blunt object. Luckily I was able to play it cool, jump in my car and drive off. I gave the derm's office a call on my way home just to give them a heads up about the guy in the parking lot. They all probably thought I was crazy. I'm sure it was some regular patient or something. I'm sure I overreacted, but you just don't go snooping in the windows of people's cars. Go to a car lot to check out vehicles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7158533090450948156?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7158533090450948156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7158533090450948156' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7158533090450948156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7158533090450948156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/dermatologist-visit.html' title='The dermatologist visit'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2680296532428374781</id><published>2008-10-17T19:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T19:37:14.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPksor7NS9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/qKY-ZB3mbBE/s1600-h/Tagged%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258283117429214162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPksor7NS9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/qKY-ZB3mbBE/s400/Tagged%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was tagged by &lt;a href="http://www.clarionledger.com/misc/Blogs/Northeast/doghouse/doghouseblog.shtm"&gt;Doghouse&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much an open book, so this is going to be hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love lasagna and pizza, but hate spaghetti...with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm allergic to fake cinnamon. I'll take cinnamon toast anyday, but give me a cinnamon toothpick and my face swells up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I grew up in the same town as Faith Hill - the only thing Star is famous for. And no, I'm not friends with her. I'm not that old. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm afraid of heights, unless I'm strapped in. Planes don't bother me, but ledges even five feet high scare me to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Growing up, my dream was to be on Good Morning America. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm a clean freak living in a messy house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I once had an obsession with Hanson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now I'm embarassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thecruthirdsfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarannersmith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saranne&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rltroxell.blogspot.com/"&gt;Randi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monandtrae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Monica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://basketballbelly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Betty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.housewifeinflipflops.blogspot.com"&gt;Stacey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oncarriesmind.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carrie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2680296532428374781?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2680296532428374781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2680296532428374781' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2680296532428374781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2680296532428374781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPksor7NS9I/AAAAAAAAAH8/qKY-ZB3mbBE/s72-c/Tagged%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-4999940913913502689</id><published>2008-10-16T14:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T14:12:29.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Fun</title><content type='html'>This week the Clinton News ran a &lt;a href="http://www.clintonnews.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20081016/NEWS/810160327"&gt;story &lt;/a&gt;I wrote on Halloween costumes. Like I said, I wish I were one of those creative moms that makes my kids' costumes, but I've found ordering them online is so much easier. I click and they arrive at my doorstep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-4999940913913502689?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/4999940913913502689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=4999940913913502689' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4999940913913502689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/4999940913913502689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-fun.html' title='Halloween Fun'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-2046865544534997697</id><published>2008-10-16T13:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T13:34:05.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>Sorry I've been a bit absent this week. I wish I could say I've been on some amazing vacation, but the truth is I'm a serial overbooker, which I've been extremely guilty of this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, who saw Project Runway? Leanne, Kenley, and Korto were my favorites from the beginning. Although Kenley turned me off toward the end of the season, I love her designs. Korto's final collection was my favorite out of the three finalists, but I consistently like Leanne's designs throughout the entire season. I think she's really talented and I think the judges made a great decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, who saw the Presidential debate? Not me. I'm sick of it all. Important? Yes. I should have been a more concerned citizen and tuned in, but it's so exhausting. November won't come soon enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-2046865544534997697?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/2046865544534997697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=2046865544534997697' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2046865544534997697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/2046865544534997697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-846883335716008548</id><published>2008-10-12T13:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T13:48:57.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPJGki_64pI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zGewQ_SkSWU/s1600-h/2008+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256341308778930834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPJGki_64pI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zGewQ_SkSWU/s320/2008+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPJGS7lCfmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fzl82vusRa8/s1600-h/2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256341006139424354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPJGS7lCfmI/AAAAAAAAAHs/fzl82vusRa8/s320/2008+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPJF07JjJmI/AAAAAAAAAHk/rMAp_2myQIs/s1600-h/2008+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Project headboard is complete! This was so easy thanks to a helpful father-in-law and a staple gun. I'm very pleased with the finished product. On to the next! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-846883335716008548?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/846883335716008548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=846883335716008548' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/846883335716008548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/846883335716008548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/tada.html' title='Tada!'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SPJGki_64pI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zGewQ_SkSWU/s72-c/2008+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3409603633409401318</id><published>2008-10-09T16:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:35:15.526-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Halloween Costumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SO55TNG1EPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AdogehQndJw/s1600-h/alicecat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255271186030727410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SO55TNG1EPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AdogehQndJw/s400/alicecat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my four-year-old changes her mind A LOT. This poses a problem when it comes to Halloween costumes. We have gone from Little Red Riding Hood, to a "scary witch with a purple dress," to Dorothy from Wizard of Oz. I thought we had settled on Dorothy. She said she wanted her baby sister to be Toto. So that was the plan...until this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mentioned to my husband that I was going to order their costumes today (wish I had time to figure out some cute, creative way to make them myself, but I don't, so I'm paying for someone else's creativity and I'm ok with that). My daughter overheard me mention them and I said, "You still want to be Dorothy, right?" That was met with sure "No!," like I had lost my mind. So she informed me she wanted to be Alice in Wonderland and as a result, baby sister can't be Toto. So #1 is Alice and #2 is now going to be the Cheshire Cat and I think it will all be pretty stinking cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3409603633409401318?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3409603633409401318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3409603633409401318' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3409603633409401318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3409603633409401318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-costumes.html' title='Halloween Costumes'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SO55TNG1EPI/AAAAAAAAAHc/AdogehQndJw/s72-c/alicecat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-8952320503746701434</id><published>2008-10-09T10:18:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:41:33.788-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghost Hunters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><title type='text'>In the spirit of Halloween...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SO4iT9A8f6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/v99Rivx1i2o/s1600-h/GhostHunters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255175541379334050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SO4iT9A8f6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/v99Rivx1i2o/s400/GhostHunters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to make a plug for one of my new favorite shows - &lt;a href="http://www.scifi.com/ghosthunters/"&gt;Ghost Hunters&lt;/a&gt;. This is a group of former plumbers that go into so-called haunted places all across the country and try to debunk any paranormal activity. Last night's episode was at an old plantation in south Louisiana - creepy. Lots of times "footsteps" are actually pipes in the floor, or orbs are actually dust particles, you get the idea. BUT- there are times they catch voices or sightings that they can't explain. I'm a skeptic when it comes to ghosts, but this show has made me think twice. My husband and I DVR it every week, wait until the kids are asleep, turn out all the lights and watch it, usually leaving us (or maybe just me) completely freaked out. If you get a thrill out of being spooked, you have to watch this show. It airs on the SciFi channel on Wednesday nights. Also check out Ghost Hunters International that airs in the summer. It's spooky too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-8952320503746701434?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/8952320503746701434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=8952320503746701434' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8952320503746701434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/8952320503746701434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-spirit-of-halloween.html' title='In the spirit of Halloween...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SO4iT9A8f6I/AAAAAAAAAHU/v99Rivx1i2o/s72-c/GhostHunters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3720509706389412436</id><published>2008-10-08T08:38:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:07:19.399-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Oh what fun</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to the state fair to ride a few rides and have some fair food for dinner. The kids had a great time (and so did we). Our oldest was so excited and squealed the majority of the time and #2 chilled in the stroller in her usual manner. #1 wouldn't ride anything by herself, so we were the idiots squeezed into the kiddie rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254778526200164098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOy5OoOC7wI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JDAu6A4VYyQ/s400/2008+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254778189539232242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOy47CD0yfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/P7kuTTJf2o4/s400/2008+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254779785328127058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOy6X61i7FI/AAAAAAAAAHM/wtPk4D-Cc-U/s400/2008+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254779381413754722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOy6AaI2t2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/w5LKc6UoVfk/s400/2008+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3720509706389412436?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3720509706389412436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3720509706389412436' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3720509706389412436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3720509706389412436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-what-fun.html' title='Oh what fun'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOy5OoOC7wI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JDAu6A4VYyQ/s72-c/2008+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-7771041705188161389</id><published>2008-10-07T10:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T10:39:46.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design on a dime'/><title type='text'>Design on a Dime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOuBLrset2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/r8ykCDBIpKY/s1600-h/us-dime.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254435427965646690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOuBLrset2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/r8ykCDBIpKY/s200/us-dime.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By far, my favorite thing to spend money on is decorating my house. We moved into a new house in March and I have in my head exactly how I want each room to look. My goal is to take one room at a time and decorate it exactly how I want it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only problem is that my husband and I had to sit down recently and make out a very strict budget. The way the economy is going, we decided we should be saving more than we have been. I'm a bargain shopper anyway, so it's going to be fun to decide on inexpensive ways to achieve the looks I want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm planning on posting these endeavors and any good outcomes. I'm sure there will be some things that don't turn out like I want, so you can learn from my mistakes. My current project is an upholstered headboard, so be on the look out for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-7771041705188161389?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/7771041705188161389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=7771041705188161389' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7771041705188161389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/7771041705188161389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/design-on-dime.html' title='Design on a Dime'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SOuBLrset2I/AAAAAAAAAGk/r8ykCDBIpKY/s72-c/us-dime.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5653645630645759666.post-3880045598265547256</id><published>2008-10-06T11:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T11:19:24.209-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>Update on the weight loss...</title><content type='html'>I'm FAT. Officially.&lt;br /&gt;Gained 4 more pounds. Not pregnant, believe me I checked to be sure. I mean, why else would I be gaining weight for no particular reason? I'm not middle aged, not pregnant, just fat. So as of today I'm doing without my diet cokes and only drinking water. Maybe I'm retaining water???Really, I know I have been lax on my healthy eating habits. I always do this when the first signs of cool weather come around. I put on cozy clothes and eat. Motivate me, please. Ugh. Frustrating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5653645630645759666-3880045598265547256?l=shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/feeds/3880045598265547256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5653645630645759666&amp;postID=3880045598265547256' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3880045598265547256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5653645630645759666/posts/default/3880045598265547256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shamelesslysouthern.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-on-weight-loss.html' title='Update on the weight loss...'/><author><name>Amanda Wells</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YLCjLTGIhEk/SLIBul8QqZI/AAAAAAAAACk/HXofHWXJR1E/S220/2008+001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
