<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697</id><updated>2009-11-26T12:14:06.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy Who Found Me</title><subtitle type='html'>I believe that if you want to MAKE A DIFFERENCE...If you want to CHANGE a life...  
If you want to SAVE a life.  
You have to do it ONE CHILD AT A TIME.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>266</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-4476043723811454872</id><published>2009-10-16T11:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:43:03.184-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjJhPCmQxI/AAAAAAAACQQ/PaI6NwULAcE/s1600-h/DSC07022.JPG'/><title type='text'>Holy Cow I'm Getting Married...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjHUhlWg8I/AAAAAAAACQA/GQhsP0QUQVE/s320/DSCF0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393279709202514882" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Okay so I'm feeling a bit bad because my life has been running at a million miles a second and I haven't been very good about keeping this blog up.  To be honest when I started this blog it was to chronicle my journey to bring my amazing son home from Africa.  But as you know Isaac is home, he had his first two of many surgeries (the next one is coming up on Dec. 18th, 2009), and life has started to settle again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjDFhJyrQI/AAAAAAAACPI/a59vIW16K0k/s320/DSCF0089.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393275053342371074" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); "&gt;Since my last post a lot has happened.  Let's start from the beginning.  My friend Charity and I led a team into the mountains of Haiti.  There was some miscommunication and the people there were led to believe that we were doctors.  None of us are, but that didn't stop us from giving medical care to nearly 3,000 people... we kept a foot from falling off, we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt; saved an ear, fought countless bacterial battles, and delivered a beautiful baby boy!  We went to Haiti just a bunch of normal people and left as "Doctor's Without Degrees."  Sometimes to save a life you have to go where there are no roads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjEY8MyWSI/AAAAAAAACPg/aYJRUZGrqzw/s320/P9040176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393276486531832098" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charity with the little boy she helped Rick deliver!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjDG8glFcI/AAAAAAAACPY/ztold8lMUgM/s320/DSCF0187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393275077865575874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Savannah treated this boy for a very high fever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjDGMpDVlI/AAAAAAAACPQ/v1Xaxk5tmck/s320/DSCF0144.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393275065016211026" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group of children that would gather outside the house we stayed in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjDFKCiRtI/AAAAAAAACPA/41yOwvtnIG4/s320/_MG_5483.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393275047137920722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Baby Marco... he was up for adoption...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjDETgAb_I/AAAAAAAACO4/rZ_quTQWXBM/s320/_MG_5400.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393275032497582066" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Charity checking on the pregnant mamas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjCZiedhRI/AAAAAAAACOw/aZYnji1uI1A/s320/_MG_5197.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393274297783256338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Treating a baby with a fever...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjCZBkU5uI/AAAAAAAACOo/hrEFT_JO1ig/s320/_MG_4858.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393274288949487330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We handed out 10 Water Filtration Systems to villages in the mountains and an orphanage in Port Au Prince...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjCYjGEVXI/AAAAAAAACOg/fLk-vHJ6Z2I/s320/_MG_4836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393274280769508722" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This boys ear was falling off when he came to us... We were able to treat it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjCYIh9cwI/AAAAAAAACOY/5psCvX--K6k/s320/_MG_4772.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393274273638740738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tony treating a child with scabbies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjCXo9JwHI/AAAAAAAACOQ/yvkgMmYOR9Q/s320/_MG_4590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393274265162858610" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wilgo our friend and translator... he was a lifesaver while we were there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjBY9V-9FI/AAAAAAAACOI/iTZDiIbBr7c/s320/_MG_4484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393273188303959122" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fungus infection that was easily treated with cream and antibiotics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjBYXZ_X_I/AAAAAAAACOA/_go6S_Jl-8g/s320/_MG_4403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393273178120216562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gangrenous Foot that we were able to save...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjBX37gDVI/AAAAAAAACN4/9YBSakCzkRk/s320/_MG_4261.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393273169670835538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The first day I treated an entire family that had a flesh eating fungal infections.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjBXfoKH7I/AAAAAAAACNw/cgNSlfwhRZA/s320/_MG_4257.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393273163147255730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cleaning up a deep gash...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjBXDYHmEI/AAAAAAAACNo/tI-S3g5NX_w/s320/_MG_4227.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393273155563788354" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This little girl couldn't straighten her arm for 2 years, when we left she was running around pain free and her skin was treated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Once we got back from Haiti I started my new job which makes me commute to Maryland to work... but I am editing TV shows for an awesome company and have been so blessed to have found such a great job in these economic times.  But that isn't what you wanted to hear about now is it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Okay so... I have been dating Stephen for about 5 months and on Sept. 26th he asked me to be his wife.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjHTvyQdWI/AAAAAAAACPo/LLEf6RSI_mY/s320/9220_281956725537_645890537_8787039_6082331_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393279695834871138" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;It's so strange.  Someone once told me that you wait and wait and it feels like it will never happen, but the moment you meet the right person something clicks.  And all the years you have spent alone wishing for someone all just sort of fade away.  It's as if they were there all along and you were never alone in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjHUe9njxI/AAAAAAAACP4/af-cspvz15k/s320/DSCF0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393279708498988818" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I do believe in soul mates.  I believe they can be your family, your girlfriends, your children.  I believe that God creates certain people to be in your life, to walk this road with you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjHTzpWW8I/AAAAAAAACPw/HnQLL5Ppqvc/s320/DSC07021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393279696871250882" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I have found mine.  I have found a man who will lead my household and show me what it is to have a husband, a father for Isaac, a lover, and a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjJhPCmQxI/AAAAAAAACQQ/PaI6NwULAcE/s320/DSC07022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393282126586462994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;I have found a man to complete my family.  He loves my son as if he were his own, and Isaac adores him.  He's the father Isaac has been waiting for his entire life.  I am so blessed right now.  I could not ask God for more, because every corner of my life is overflowing with his love and blessing.  I can't wait to begin the next chapter of marriage and wife, but until then I have a constant reminder of what a real man is!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-4476043723811454872?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/4476043723811454872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=4476043723811454872' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4476043723811454872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4476043723811454872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/10/holy-cow-im-getting-married.html' title='Holy Cow I&apos;m Getting Married...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/StjHUhlWg8I/AAAAAAAACQA/GQhsP0QUQVE/s72-c/DSCF0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-32598042656277735</id><published>2009-07-28T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:20:30.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Settled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7-8fpr1tI/AAAAAAAACLo/ZZpm4Et-wWo/s320/6128_1187843740212_1351885546_30514454_4407260_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363504521486784210" /&gt;So we are in Philly and finally somewhat settled.  Isaac and I are living with my mom and brother for the time being (just until I can get a steady job and buy a house), they are so much more affordable out here, it's kind of nice.  Milo is happy as a clam, and Isaac seems to be adjusting to more people in the house well.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7-8Jta2sI/AAAAAAAACLg/W6XkfJ9Bfns/s320/6128_1187823859715_1351885546_30514388_905515_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363504515596868290" /&gt;This is Isaac with my friend Jessica.  She has been a lifesaver these last few weeks as we have painted rooms and unpacked.  I don't know what I would do without her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7-7-AJ2rI/AAAAAAAACLY/TwFaRagBOEw/s320/6016_219259735537_645890537_7366851_3441637_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363504512454220466" /&gt;Well there are no words for what is going on in this photo!!!  He kind of looks like a stripping cowboy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7-7r1SE2I/AAAAAAAACLQ/7SWduMX2in0/s320/5488_1198721772156_1351885546_30556355_6901629_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363504507576783714" /&gt;We took the kids to Knoebal's (this cool theme park out in the middle of nowhere)... and here is a little sneak peak of my man Steve...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7-7BQBxuI/AAAAAAAACLI/4wchZHhWIps/s320/5488_1198721812157_1351885546_30556356_5243155_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363504496146237154" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isaac with Jessica's son Wyatt... they kill me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7_HUkFZVI/AAAAAAAACL4/aNXpDXM9tKc/s320/5488_1198712451923_1351885546_30556345_7378578_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363504707489064274" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isaac rocking the carousel....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7_HDOi0sI/AAAAAAAACLw/FqwMf6KU_mA/s320/5488_1198712531925_1351885546_30556346_7614802_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363504702835315394" /&gt;...and this one's for you Uncle Frank... I guess it's official he's on my blog so I must be in love... which I am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-32598042656277735?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/32598042656277735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=32598042656277735' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/32598042656277735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/32598042656277735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/07/getting-settled.html' title='Getting Settled'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sm7-8fpr1tI/AAAAAAAACLo/ZZpm4Et-wWo/s72-c/6128_1187843740212_1351885546_30514454_4407260_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-6072793709327814851</id><published>2009-08-30T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T07:05:37.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti and Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I must ask, are you allowed to be this happy???  In three days I will be boarding a plane for &lt;a href="http://www.redeemingwatersinternational.com/"&gt;Redeeming Waters&lt;/a&gt; first trip to the third world.  We are traveling 100 miles outside the city that will take us roughly 12 hours to travel (because the roads only go so far!!!)  We are going to a place that not even the UN will travel too (because it's too hard to get there).  We are literally going to a place where no one else will go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RWI is bring 10 water filtration systems, medical supplies, birthing kits, formula, diapers, soccer balls, and a whole lot of goodness that the people in that region are desperate for.  In the last month alone 4 tropical storms have pummeled Haiti leaving these people cut off from the outside world because of the flooding!  We can't wait to get in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life has been so blessed since moving back to the east coast.  I still don't have a job, but I am trusting God to work this out soon.  Isaac starts the 2nd grade on Wednesday, and I am deeply in love with the man I'm going to marry.  It's funny how you spend so much time searching, hoping, praying, and then God sends you the one you were looking for and all the time you spent looking seems to just fade away into the nothingness.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFRwfsc1I/AAAAAAAACNI/RGdBMvh_YLg/s1600-h/EPSN7923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFRwfsc1I/AAAAAAAACNI/RGdBMvh_YLg/s320/EPSN7923.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755645342217042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac giving crazy eyes!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFRqt80zI/AAAAAAAACNA/91mxtOSLRd4/s1600-h/EPSN7921_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFRqt80zI/AAAAAAAACNA/91mxtOSLRd4/s320/EPSN7921_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755643791397682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steve took this of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFRP94VXI/AAAAAAAACM4/LF7w0rJ3lfg/s1600-h/EPSN7908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFRP94VXI/AAAAAAAACM4/LF7w0rJ3lfg/s320/EPSN7908.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755636610454898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little Sammy David Jr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFQpRGzsI/AAAAAAAACMw/B--J-nihdE0/s1600-h/EPSN7906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFQpRGzsI/AAAAAAAACMw/B--J-nihdE0/s320/EPSN7906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755626222112450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFQEtUTRI/AAAAAAAACMo/7TMemwkv6VU/s1600-h/EPSN7901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFQEtUTRI/AAAAAAAACMo/7TMemwkv6VU/s320/EPSN7901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755616408325394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the men in my life...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEuJJc8vI/AAAAAAAACMg/vH7GtHh0vNc/s1600-h/EPSN7874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEuJJc8vI/AAAAAAAACMg/vH7GtHh0vNc/s320/EPSN7874.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755033484522226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Both of my men... We make one beautiful family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEt4bldyI/AAAAAAAACMY/gI64L24JgYg/s1600-h/EPSN7867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEt4bldyI/AAAAAAAACMY/gI64L24JgYg/s320/EPSN7867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755028997175074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Too early in the morning for pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEtdpntvI/AAAAAAAACMQ/On4Y7ETkJcQ/s1600-h/EPSN7859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEtdpntvI/AAAAAAAACMQ/On4Y7ETkJcQ/s320/EPSN7859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755021808285426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac was wearing ear plugs... not sure why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEs4gEs3I/AAAAAAAACMI/nieWhwVVNg8/s1600-h/EPSN7847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEs4gEs3I/AAAAAAAACMI/nieWhwVVNg8/s320/EPSN7847.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755011836130162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do a little dance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEsSK2oiI/AAAAAAAACMA/b2Tz_Sb39_Q/s1600-h/EPSN7843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqEsSK2oiI/AAAAAAAACMA/b2Tz_Sb39_Q/s320/EPSN7843.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375755001546580514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Huh, me???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-6072793709327814851?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/6072793709327814851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=6072793709327814851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6072793709327814851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6072793709327814851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/08/haiti-and-happiness.html' title='Haiti and Happiness'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SpqFRwfsc1I/AAAAAAAACNI/RGdBMvh_YLg/s72-c/EPSN7923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-4918602203792698500</id><published>2009-07-09T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T08:10:34.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again, Home again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SlYHvlH8njI/AAAAAAAACLA/xzGcw7kFUoo/s1600-h/4869_218353395537_645890537_7342891_2325835_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SlYHvlH8njI/AAAAAAAACLA/xzGcw7kFUoo/s320/4869_218353395537_645890537_7342891_2325835_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356477320804474418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay first, I'm so sorry it has been so long since I posted.  It has been a crazy couple of weeks.  So take a journey back with me (let's say about a month!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I month ago I was finishing up my job on "American Cowboy" a new show for Animal Planet.  It was an awesome show to work on and will be even better to watch (I'll let you all know when it will premiere!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I finished on that my mum came out to California with my little brother Atticus and we did the whole vacation thing, Sea World, Lego Land (overrated by the way), Knott's Berry Farm, Malibu... it was an awesome week of running around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then my mum took Isaac back to Philly by plane and I cleaned and waited for the moving company to come... they loaded my stuff... only charged me $90 more than I thought they would (thank God) then it was off to head across America.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SlYHk0Dxw7I/AAAAAAAACK4/3u9C2AiWbeQ/s320/4847_217818665537_645890537_7329814_7472099_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356477135834956722" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SlYHkpdnwwI/AAAAAAAACKw/L_irgxflN1k/s320/4829_217083125537_645890537_7307663_7707814_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356477132990563074" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SlYHbrYLpVI/AAAAAAAACKo/IOl_4RSiF7w/s320/4946_217115875537_645890537_7308791_7891785_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356476978885797202" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent 3 days (17 hours-day 1, 13 hours-day 2, and 14 hours-day 3) driving across this amazing country.  My pup Milo wasn't too happy about the long days but he handled it like a pro!  I arrived in Philadelphia ready to sleep and stretch out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SlYHSKv-fFI/AAAAAAAACKg/u5DNx2jNS6A/s320/5013_218173375537_645890537_7338232_2639199_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356476815508405330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been back in the Philadelphia area for a week now, and so far I don't miss California at all (sorry guys!)  I miss the people that have been fixtures in my life for the last 7 years but that is about it.  It's good to be home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next week I have an "interview" with Banyan Productions based here outside Philly and I am hoping they have something for me to work on.  I need to start working soon (I hate unemployment!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm in a relationship with a wonderful wonderful man named Steve.  We had talked on the phone and through email for 2 months before I got back to the area, and then when I got here we went out and let's just say there was an instant spark between us.  So fingers crossed ya'all... I need some good relationship mojo with this one... he's quite the catch...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any who that is what is going on.  I'm taking RWI and heading to Haiti in September and then maybe to Ecuador in January, but that isn't definite just yet.  Isaac is loving the East coast and the weird weather we are having here right now, but it's great to be home!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-4918602203792698500?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/4918602203792698500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=4918602203792698500' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4918602203792698500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4918602203792698500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-again-home-again.html' title='Home again, Home again!!!'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SlYHvlH8njI/AAAAAAAACLA/xzGcw7kFUoo/s72-c/4869_218353395537_645890537_7342891_2325835_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-4292159464483267690</id><published>2009-06-12T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T16:03:34.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;So I am so pleased to be able to announce that &lt;a href="http://www.redeemingwatersinternational.com/"&gt;RWI&lt;/a&gt; will be traveling to Haiti on September 2nd.  RWI's first project was suppose to be in Kenya, but after fundraising for almost a year we are still very short financially and unable to go over there and do what needs to be done.  In the mean time we have teamed with &lt;a href="http://www.haitichildren.com/index.html"&gt;The Mercy and Sharing Foundation&lt;/a&gt; based in Haiti.  The projects we are doing for them are going to help just as many children as RWI would have been able to help in Kenya for a fraction of the cost, allowing us to act now.  We are saddened that RWI had to put the Kenya project on hold, but we have NOT given up on it.  We are continuing our efforts to raise the funds needed to go to Kenya and do what we promised.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I will be bringing you all more information about our trip.  We will be providing 11 filtration systems along with birthing kits and donations for the orphanage.  M&amp;amp;SF has an orphanage as well as a home for terminally ill and handicapped Children along with a home for Abandoned Babies.  RWI will be working with M&amp;amp;SF to set up the filtration systems at each of their locations as well and spend time with the children in their care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;We are so grateful to all that have donated to RWI over the last year.  The money you have given is finally going to do some good!  We are so excited for this awesome chance to help.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;Home is a place where I'm at peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 12px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); "&gt;A paradise safe and so serene... yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A wonder I love so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such a rich tradition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To a land of hate and violence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where did we go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm caught in a war of identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That threatens to hurt my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems so cold when nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please won't you show some empathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause if you don't help someone in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See us the same not differently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why would you be afraid of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause fear and hate held inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encourages this genocide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You can't kill the spirit of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It never dies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooohh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where did we go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm caught in a war of identity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That threatens to hurt my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It seems so cold when nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But now I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please won't you show some empathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cause if you don't help someone in need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nobody cares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    Nobody cares... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-4292159464483267690?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/4292159464483267690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=4292159464483267690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4292159464483267690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4292159464483267690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/06/haiti.html' title='Haiti...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-2093730233147732528</id><published>2009-06-08T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:43:40.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2v2rXM18I/AAAAAAAACKY/fDlgHMrJcrE/s1600-h/IMG00087.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2v2rXM18I/AAAAAAAACKY/fDlgHMrJcrE/s320/IMG00087.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121686646478786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are no words... only my son will put on a hat like this in public and insist on a photo to remember the moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2v2UIYOMI/AAAAAAAACKQ/NEYHV71fXvg/s1600-h/Photo+91.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2v2UIYOMI/AAAAAAAACKQ/NEYHV71fXvg/s320/Photo+91.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121680410294466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me waiting, bored, for the doctor!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2v2baCnhI/AAAAAAAACKI/MlKDnbYIb4c/s1600-h/IMG00072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2v2baCnhI/AAAAAAAACKI/MlKDnbYIb4c/s320/IMG00072.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345121682363424274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what your Rock Plant is suppose to look like mom!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2uxbp5PdI/AAAAAAAACKA/mCuW7NQDfNo/s1600-h/IMG00034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2uxbp5PdI/AAAAAAAACKA/mCuW7NQDfNo/s320/IMG00034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345120497018944978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Most important tool of my trade... besides my imagination and mind of course!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2uNCM_CUI/AAAAAAAACJ4/S4CMzieMl9k/s1600-h/IMG00004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2uNCM_CUI/AAAAAAAACJ4/S4CMzieMl9k/s320/IMG00004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345119871711512898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Isaac all dressed up to say goodbye to his friend and hospital roommate Thomas who passed away from cancer a few months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2tYt1XOUI/AAAAAAAACJo/gaLf1PL5AGk/s1600-h/IMG00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2tYt1XOUI/AAAAAAAACJo/gaLf1PL5AGk/s320/IMG00057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345118972890528066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what a peacock farmer calls an "oops"!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sx4TGUeI/AAAAAAAACJg/tbvG07qtjCI/s1600-h/IMG00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sx4TGUeI/AAAAAAAACJg/tbvG07qtjCI/s320/IMG00051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345118305684705762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who doesn't want to see a photo of a fuzzy chicken???&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sx0PmcsI/AAAAAAAACJY/l1xElXJgk5I/s1600-h/IMG00067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sx0PmcsI/AAAAAAAACJY/l1xElXJgk5I/s320/IMG00067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345118304596292290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac entertaining himself...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sxbhTLxI/AAAAAAAACJQ/kU_c8YNNaYs/s1600-h/IMG00069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sxbhTLxI/AAAAAAAACJQ/kU_c8YNNaYs/s320/IMG00069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345118297959640850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me studying Anatomy &amp;amp; Physiology in my car... now that is dedication!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sxOzpKYI/AAAAAAAACJI/O4PYiW4Svws/s1600-h/IMG00073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sxOzpKYI/AAAAAAAACJI/O4PYiW4Svws/s320/IMG00073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345118294546917762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of the most beautiful trees I have ever seen....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sw93F7PI/AAAAAAAACJA/K8G9M8Mw8Ew/s1600-h/IMG00083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2sw93F7PI/AAAAAAAACJA/K8G9M8Mw8Ew/s320/IMG00083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345118289997982962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac making his way to the water!&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/8916075674822253697-2093730233147732528?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/2093730233147732528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=2093730233147732528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/2093730233147732528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/2093730233147732528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-are-no-words.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Si2v2rXM18I/AAAAAAAACKY/fDlgHMrJcrE/s72-c/IMG00087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-4912835378943085868</id><published>2009-06-02T22:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T22:38:03.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone sang this song for me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;It must be the colors&lt;br /&gt;And the kids&lt;br /&gt;That keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the music is boring me to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must just be the colors&lt;br /&gt;And the kids that keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'd wanna go right away&lt;br /&gt;To a January night&lt;br /&gt;I built a shack with an old friend&lt;br /&gt;He was someone I could learn from&lt;br /&gt;Someone I could become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you meet me down&lt;br /&gt;On a sandy beach&lt;br /&gt;We can roll up our jeans&lt;br /&gt;So the tide won't get us below the knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow hair&lt;br /&gt;You are a funny bear&lt;br /&gt;Yellow hair&lt;br /&gt;You are such a funny bear&lt;br /&gt;Slender fingers&lt;br /&gt;Would hold me slender limbs would hold me&lt;br /&gt;And you could say my name&lt;br /&gt;Like you knew my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could stay here&lt;br /&gt;Become someone different&lt;br /&gt;I could stay here&lt;br /&gt;Become someone better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to go in the city&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you wanna say hello to everybody&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to go into the city&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you wanna say hey I love you to everybody&lt;br /&gt;When we were teenagers we wanted to be the sky&lt;br /&gt;Now all we wanna do is go to red places&lt;br /&gt;And try to stay outta hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be the colors&lt;br /&gt;And the kids&lt;br /&gt;That keep me alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the music is boring me to death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must just be the colors&lt;br /&gt;And it must just be the kids&lt;br /&gt;That keep me alive on this January night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yellow hair&lt;br /&gt;You are a funny bear&lt;br /&gt;Yellow hair&lt;br /&gt;You are such a funny bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-4912835378943085868?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/4912835378943085868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=4912835378943085868' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4912835378943085868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4912835378943085868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/06/someone-sang-this-song-for-me.html' title='Someone sang this song for me....'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-5082720783968299934</id><published>2009-05-21T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T15:32:19.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As the time crawls by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been painstaking, watching the minutes slowly pass by, waiting patiently for the time to come to load the truck and get out of this place that has been my home for almost 7 years.  If I had known that work would be nonexistent, and that I would be at home doing a whole lot of nothing waiting for Isaac to be done school, I would have pulled him out a few weeks early and just made the move at the end of May.  But I guess it is good for him to see the 1st grade through, then make a clean break.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I don't have a show to edit right now, I have been attempting to keep myself busy... needless to say I've seen every new release, I'm currently reading the "Twilight Saga" (don't judge me I'm bored) and I am attempting to get a tan before I leave the sunny side of the country.  I'm also trying to do all the things that you would think living here we would do more... Like go to Malibu (only 20 minutes away!)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are some photos of the last few weeks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXUSTwM1cI/AAAAAAAACI4/koyKQBuOX-8/s1600-h/IMG_4592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXUSTwM1cI/AAAAAAAACI4/koyKQBuOX-8/s320/IMG_4592.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338406344322766274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac in the freezing cold water...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXUSPqee1I/AAAAAAAACIw/BP_MTy-F-Zk/s1600-h/IMG_4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXUSPqee1I/AAAAAAAACIw/BP_MTy-F-Zk/s320/IMG_4583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338406343225015122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXURx0qCdI/AAAAAAAACIo/A61Y92Cq0Z8/s1600-h/IMG_4582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXURx0qCdI/AAAAAAAACIo/A61Y92Cq0Z8/s320/IMG_4582.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338406335214651858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He still looks so small to me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXURmK93RI/AAAAAAAACIg/YzrIrUYuRWI/s1600-h/IMG_4563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXURmK93RI/AAAAAAAACIg/YzrIrUYuRWI/s320/IMG_4563.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338406332087000338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milo looking guilty for something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXURQfN_kI/AAAAAAAACIY/C9RqpOequ_k/s1600-h/IMG_4558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXURQfN_kI/AAAAAAAACIY/C9RqpOequ_k/s320/IMG_4558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338406326266363458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTkczdJ2I/AAAAAAAACIQ/JMLhjo3rpEc/s1600-h/IMG_4552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTkczdJ2I/AAAAAAAACIQ/JMLhjo3rpEc/s320/IMG_4552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338405556478355298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milo looks a lot smaller than he is...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTkJ6rT8I/AAAAAAAACII/teDzUuHyWzI/s1600-h/IMG_4547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTkJ6rT8I/AAAAAAAACII/teDzUuHyWzI/s320/IMG_4547.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338405551408369602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac has taken to walking around the house in his underwear and boxing equipment...  Don't ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTj_vO0mI/AAAAAAAACIA/3m4V3oXnM_o/s1600-h/IMG_4544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTj_vO0mI/AAAAAAAACIA/3m4V3oXnM_o/s320/IMG_4544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338405548676010594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac and the Dream Team.  Dr. Tolo (his spinal surgeon) and Nurse Phyllis... They have been our knights for the last 18 months, and to be honest will be the hardest people to leave behind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTjh5yWUI/AAAAAAAACH4/4inbieN9ewI/s1600-h/IMG_4540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTjh5yWUI/AAAAAAAACH4/4inbieN9ewI/s320/IMG_4540.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338405540667218242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTjVjYHAI/AAAAAAAACHw/fn78nYvk6d0/s1600-h/IMG_4531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXTjVjYHAI/AAAAAAAACHw/fn78nYvk6d0/s320/IMG_4531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338405537351998466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac has started horseback riding.  He is really into it (which makes me really happy on the inside)... he has something special with the horses... this is something he will continue in PA as soon as we get settled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-5082720783968299934?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/5082720783968299934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=5082720783968299934' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5082720783968299934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5082720783968299934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-time-crawls-by.html' title='As the time crawls by...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ShXUSTwM1cI/AAAAAAAACI4/koyKQBuOX-8/s72-c/IMG_4592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-5241864784657886742</id><published>2009-02-03T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:01:19.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change is in the Wind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYiUIotVIvI/AAAAAAAACBY/nlKwF7--5Yk/s1600-h/DSCF4171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYiUIotVIvI/AAAAAAAACBY/nlKwF7--5Yk/s320/DSCF4171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298647837688799986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So let me start with the fact that I love when Isaac takes pictures of himself.  I love this one in particular.  His lips are so big and beautiful and he is hugging "Weiner" the very first gift he was given in the hospital this summer. He makes me laugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I believe there is some change coming in the wind.  As you all know I have been planning to move to the east coast in June with Isaac.  We have been looking forward to being close to family again but a few things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this week a show that I helped create has been pitched and it looks like will be picked up to air on TV.  We have been waiting for this opportunity and are so excited with this God given chance.  The show will be edited on the West Coast so it looks like I will be staying on this side of the country until we are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Isaac's therapy has been going so well out here that we want to continue for as long as possible without there being a break in time when he won't be in therapy (which would happen with the move).  One of my big fears about moving was Isaac's health care.  His surgeons being on the west coast and then going east made me nervous.  (So I think God is giving me a little bit more time to get use to the idea!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know that we will find our way back home to the east coast in time, but for now it looks like we will be here a tad bit longer.  This does make me a little sad since my little sister is getting Married this fall and I wanted to be there to help her plan, but again I guess I'll just have to do it from a distance for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYiUIGm1cNI/AAAAAAAACBQ/ARjWjIUu3FE/s1600-h/DSCF4159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYiUIGm1cNI/AAAAAAAACBQ/ARjWjIUu3FE/s320/DSCF4159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298647828534751442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of a dinosaur skeleton with a magnet on his back (like a saddle) and a paperclip stuck to the magnet.  Only my son...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYiUIEmJnPI/AAAAAAAACBI/MZNx691pTt8/s1600-h/DSCF4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYiUIEmJnPI/AAAAAAAACBI/MZNx691pTt8/s320/DSCF4174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298647827995008242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac likes to take photos of his movies.  Can you guess what Disney character this is???  It's Isaac's Favorite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-5241864784657886742?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/5241864784657886742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=5241864784657886742' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5241864784657886742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5241864784657886742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/02/change-is-in-wind.html' title='Change is in the Wind!'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYiUIotVIvI/AAAAAAAACBY/nlKwF7--5Yk/s72-c/DSCF4171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-6084673567620909197</id><published>2009-02-18T14:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:00:34.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How did I get here!?!</title><content type='html'>So much can happen in a year or two.  Two years and 5 days ago I sent an application out that would forever change my life.  Since that day so much has happened.  My beautiful amazing son has come home to me, started school, had surgery, lost his ability to walk, lived at the hospital, learned to walk again (with braces), &amp;amp; started 1st grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my life, I've had success in my career, moved into a great new apartment and brought home a beautiful puppy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SZyPYgORSZI/AAAAAAAACD0/kfnuYCztTQg/s1600-h/DSCF4182.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you had told me I would have experienced all this in two years and 5 days I would have laughed right in your face.  (Mean I know!)  To say that life has been a roller coaster would be the understatement of the year!  I have learned that life comes at you fast.  You can hold on and enjoy the ride (lows &amp;amp; highs) or you can let go and disappear into the vast emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received an email today from Africa that brought me to tears.  It brought answers to the many questions that I have been asking for 2 years regarding Isaac's medical past.  It also had a very recent photo of Isaac's birth mom!  When I saw her smiling face, it placed my heart and mind at ease! I have feared that she was in Liberia regretting her decision to give Isaac up for adoption.  I fear that she lived with an overwhelming sadness, because I think that's what I would do.  But this woman is the definition of strength &amp;amp; love!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SZyN-LRwJAI/AAAAAAAACDs/qNeuFHekgTI/s1600-h/Elizabeth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SZyN-LRwJAI/AAAAAAAACDs/qNeuFHekgTI/s320/Elizabeth.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304270560454255618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I can see Isaac's sweetness &amp;amp; kindness in her face.  He looks so much like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 12 months have had such emotional highs and the lows have been the lowest of my life.  And yet somehow God brought me through the clouds to a place where I could see him clearly again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I find myself thinking about the last 2 years, the decisions I made and how they have effected my life.  And I have to ask, "How did I get here?"  However it happened, thank you Lord Jesus I did!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-6084673567620909197?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/6084673567620909197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=6084673567620909197' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6084673567620909197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6084673567620909197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-did-i-get-here.html' title='How did I get here!?!'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SZyN-LRwJAI/AAAAAAAACDs/qNeuFHekgTI/s72-c/Elizabeth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-3515701273705898347</id><published>2009-03-05T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:59:19.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbAX5ymotwI/AAAAAAAACEk/mVsijCdc0KE/s1600-h/IMG_4148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbAX5ymotwI/AAAAAAAACEk/mVsijCdc0KE/s320/IMG_4148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770242273621762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So let me begin by giving a few update.  Isaac is doing well overall.  He's make little spurts of progress with his therapy from time to time, which gives us home that one day he might recover.  He's doing well in school, and we are going to Sea World with our &lt;a href="http://www.beyonddecaf.com/"&gt;dear friends&lt;/a&gt; tomorrow.   I am still dating Brian... who is proving to me that there are a few amazing single guys left out there in the world, and I am lucky enough to have found one (okay mom you can stop pretending to gag!)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.redeemingwatersinternational.com/"&gt;Redeeming Water&lt;/a&gt;s has hit the half way point with our fundraising for the Kenya project.  Anyone have $2500 they have been asking God what they should do with... RWI will take it and put it to good use. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have finished my taxes and decided that this year will be the year I buy a house.  For the first time since I moved to California 6 years ago, the market is at a point where I could actually afford a home in Southern California.  So I'm hoping to start the search in the early summer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;UPDATE:  So since I posted this post, I am no longer employed.  I've spent a lot of time crying today since it came out of nowhere (which is worse than when you see it coming!)  I know that my employment is in the Lord's hands, and that there is nothing to worry about since he will see me through this!  Right now I am looking for my next editing gig (which I am confident I will be able to find soon!)  So if you feel so inclined please pray that I find what I am looking for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbAX5JAW33I/AAAAAAAACEc/ZHpO_22gSrI/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbAX5JAW33I/AAAAAAAACEc/ZHpO_22gSrI/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770231107215218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Isaac with his two therapists at the Reseda MTU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbAX4qCB1dI/AAAAAAAACEU/GmiOKnfQrQg/s1600-h/DSC00385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbAX4qCB1dI/AAAAAAAACEU/GmiOKnfQrQg/s320/DSC00385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309770222792725970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;K one of Isaac's two therapist has left us to finish her MD in Physical Therapy... we love her and miss her... though I think he BF will be helping me find a home this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-3515701273705898347?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/3515701273705898347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=3515701273705898347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/3515701273705898347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/3515701273705898347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbAX5ymotwI/AAAAAAAACEk/mVsijCdc0KE/s72-c/IMG_4148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-3888924242971853685</id><published>2009-03-21T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:58:13.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos and Names</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDgxfZNuI/AAAAAAAACHQ/iJjr3QKQT04/s1600-h/IMG_9793e4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDgxfZNuI/AAAAAAAACHQ/iJjr3QKQT04/s320/IMG_9793e4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315869902988981986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://the-z-treehouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jamie Z.&lt;/a&gt;  took this photo of me and Isaac at Sea World!  I love it.  I'm gonna get it framed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDg3yg2WI/AAAAAAAACHI/ItP_5ydsT0o/s1600-h/IMG_9793e2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDg3yg2WI/AAAAAAAACHI/ItP_5ydsT0o/s320/IMG_9793e2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315869904679786850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one is so great as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDgJMY9RI/AAAAAAAACHA/Zo4cl2PEzRw/s1600-h/IMG_4202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDgJMY9RI/AAAAAAAACHA/Zo4cl2PEzRw/s320/IMG_4202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315869892171855122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDEtatrOI/AAAAAAAACG4/V76YGzjANbI/s1600-h/IMG_4201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDEtatrOI/AAAAAAAACG4/V76YGzjANbI/s320/IMG_4201.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315869420859272418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love these two photos of us....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDDluYozI/AAAAAAAACGg/xks2_XL9b1w/s1600-h/IMG_4194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDDluYozI/AAAAAAAACGg/xks2_XL9b1w/s320/IMG_4194.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315869401614426930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is so serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;With having a bit of time on my hands, I have been keeping busy by applying for a mortgage, house hunting, and looking up the meaning of names!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was surprised to find out the following...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jocelyn means "Light Hearted" (Latin origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Isaac means "He will Laugh" (Hebrew origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Rachel means "Innocent Lamb" (Hebrew origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Kirstin means "the Anointed" (Greek origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Liesel means "Dedicated &amp;amp; Gracious" (German origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Paula means "Small One" (Latin origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Atticus means "Father-Like" (English origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Liam means "determined guardian" (Celtic/Gaelic origin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Gideon means "great warrior" (Hebrew origin)&lt;/span&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/8916075674822253697-3888924242971853685?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/3888924242971853685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=3888924242971853685' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/3888924242971853685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/3888924242971853685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/03/photos-and-names.html' title='Photos and Names'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/ScXDgxfZNuI/AAAAAAAACHQ/iJjr3QKQT04/s72-c/IMG_9793e4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-4888592267953528341</id><published>2009-04-28T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:32:22.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anti-Nester</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sfe6f6ZxVaI/AAAAAAAACHo/4jfcigTMezc/s1600-h/c9778c3fe518a44a.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 145px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sfe6f6ZxVaI/AAAAAAAACHo/4jfcigTMezc/s320/c9778c3fe518a44a.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329933741432329634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when a mother is getting ready for a new child whether it be through adoption or birth, we tend to nest.  We paint the walls, then re-paint them (we decided the color was just too green), then we put together furniture (those that have men have them do this, some of us not so lucky) we hang up pictures, put "Good Night Moon" on the bed side table, then we wait and wait and wait.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did this when Isaac came home.  His room was ready and waiting.  It gave me something to do while I waited.  Well I seem to be doing it again, or not doing it.  I'm not sure what I'm doing.  Isaac and I are moving back to the East Coast at the end of June (60 days away).  I find myself at home without a whole lot to do, while I look for work to tie me over while I wait for Isaac to finish the first grade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So... I have begun to pack!  I have taken apart all my book cases, and begun to pack all the things we don't use on a regular basis.  It gives me something to do and allows me to pass the time.  So am I nesting (for the big move) or am I the Anti-Nester???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last few weeks my life has been flipped upside down.  The decision to move back home was a really hard one to make, I think my relationship has ended, and my lack of work has made the days begin to "speed" past me like a turtle in the desert (June 29th can't come soon enough).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let's take a vote... am I nesting to deal with a broken heart and a major life change... or am I the Anti-Nester....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-4888592267953528341?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/4888592267953528341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=4888592267953528341' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4888592267953528341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/4888592267953528341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/04/anti-nester.html' title='Anti-Nester'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/Sfe6f6ZxVaI/AAAAAAAACHo/4jfcigTMezc/s72-c/c9778c3fe518a44a.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-361495186630942573</id><published>2009-04-23T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T17:07:59.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again, Home again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SfD--zvgz2I/AAAAAAAACHg/Va7XAUVZwms/s1600-h/loveparkphiladelphiaum6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SfD--zvgz2I/AAAAAAAACHg/Va7XAUVZwms/s320/loveparkphiladelphiaum6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328038714174132066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As some of you might remember, late last year I announced that Isaac and I were moving back East.  The original take off date was the end of May.  Then life began to change as it always does and I announced that Isaac and I were going to stay in LA for a bit longer.  To be honest I have been in a relationship with a wonderful guy, Isaac needs surgery again, and at the time I had a great job right here in sunny California. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well like all good things, some things come to an end.  I finished my editing job at the beginning of March, and have yet to find another.  The economy has finally caught up with Hollywood and it's hitting us hard.  For the first time in 7 years I find myself with no work, and I'm not the only one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have begun to think about going back to school (for medicine of all things!) and it looks like I will have better luck finding a job with a production company based in Philly or with a company in Silver Springs, MD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on June 29th, I will be driving a giant yellow truck across country with all of our earthly possessions and Isaac and I are heading home.  I have very mixed feeling about the move. One side of me is so excited to be going back east (I miss my people) and the other side of me is heart broken and sad (I have to leave my relationship with Brian behind and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to miss Los Angeles at least a little bit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the type of person who is known for jumping into the deep end with both feet without thinking about it first (this annoys my little sister Rachel to no end.)  I have always been a strong swimmer and I have never doubted my decision to dive in, but I find myself a little frustrated as I say good bye to my way of life for the last 7 years and to a man that I have fallen very much in love with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a long time I feel as though I have absolutely no idea what the future holds, I have no idea which way is up, and I have no idea how this will all play out, and to be quite frank, that scares me just a wee bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know in my heart this is the right decision.  I have complete faith that God has a plan in all this (whether it's for me to stay in TV editing or for me to go back to school full time and do the one other thing I have a very deep passion for!)  I find myself at a crossroads and my choices are "road less traveled" or "road less traveled".  Funny how God does that sometimes.  He presents you with a choice, but takes the challenge of deciding out of it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll take the "road less traveled" and see where it leads me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-361495186630942573?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/361495186630942573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=361495186630942573' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/361495186630942573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/361495186630942573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/04/home-again-home-again.html' title='Home again, Home again...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SfD--zvgz2I/AAAAAAAACHg/Va7XAUVZwms/s72-c/loveparkphiladelphiaum6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-6680765387782891002</id><published>2009-04-13T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T16:32:36.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thomas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SePJ8SNDHGI/AAAAAAAACHY/KrSI3jhkVqU/s1600-h/l.OYlIoptUqiTwjSUO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SePJ8SNDHGI/AAAAAAAACHY/KrSI3jhkVqU/s320/l.OYlIoptUqiTwjSUO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324321221997960290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago Isaac and I went to the funeral of Thomas Hugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hearne&lt;/span&gt;.  We first met Thomas in the ICU at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CHLA&lt;/span&gt; after he had surgery to remove a tumor in his brain.  From the moment they rolled him in it was like a presence of light  rolled in with him.  Over the next 72 days Isaac was in the hospital we would roll down to the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor and visit Thomas and his mum Tish.  The friendship that grew was one that I will never forget nor let go of.  The strength that Tish had, kept me strong when I felt like giving up.  She showed me what a strong woman is and how far a mother will go for her child.  Thomas fought the good fight for 8 long months and in the end his daddy called him home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that our heavenly father got to the point that to spend even one more moment without Thomas in his presence was too much to bear, so he brought Thomas home to his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly 1,000 people came to bid farewell to this amazing little boy.  To think that an 8 year old boy could reach out and touch so many.  May we all be so blessed to be able to leave a mark like that behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first watched this short film before Isaac came home from Liberia and it touched my heart so deeply I have never been able to shake it.  For those of you that have never seen it, I wanted to share it with you.  It reminds me of Thomas.  It reminds me of the love his Mother, Father, Brother, and Sister have for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will miss you Thomas.  You touched our hearts and there you will reside until we can meet with you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/th6Njr-qkq0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-6680765387782891002?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/6680765387782891002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=6680765387782891002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6680765387782891002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6680765387782891002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/04/thomas.html' title='Thomas...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SePJ8SNDHGI/AAAAAAAACHY/KrSI3jhkVqU/s72-c/l.OYlIoptUqiTwjSUO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-5092627207173076058</id><published>2009-03-09T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T17:34:40.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A few Photos from an awesome weekend with Friends!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbW0osP33jI/AAAAAAAACGM/b4UnZShmO7E/s1600-h/IMG_4187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbW0osP33jI/AAAAAAAACGM/b4UnZShmO7E/s320/IMG_4187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311349946718871090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Photo by Isaac...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbW0oPaFiZI/AAAAAAAACGE/YwgBgym8MNw/s1600-h/IMG_4183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbW0oPaFiZI/AAAAAAAACGE/YwgBgym8MNw/s320/IMG_4183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311349938977081746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This horse was HUGE!  I want one someday!  The bigger the better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbW0nugO3zI/AAAAAAAACF8/MR-UL5JnfW8/s1600-h/IMG_4180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbW0nugO3zI/AAAAAAAACF8/MR-UL5JnfW8/s320/IMG_4180.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311349930144489266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac rocking his new custom wheelchair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzxlP1O_I/AAAAAAAACF0/YOzC2jOXe24/s1600-h/IMG_4176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzxlP1O_I/AAAAAAAACF0/YOzC2jOXe24/s320/IMG_4176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311348999946845170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this waterfall was so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzxCAHRhI/AAAAAAAACFs/t8W2Uyn1bUE/s1600-h/IMG_4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzxCAHRhI/AAAAAAAACFs/t8W2Uyn1bUE/s320/IMG_4174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311348990485677586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the dolphin show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzwxmczlI/AAAAAAAACFk/BDH-Gmy03vA/s1600-h/IMG_4168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzwxmczlI/AAAAAAAACFk/BDH-Gmy03vA/s320/IMG_4168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311348986083069522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac attempting to salute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzwbtM7PI/AAAAAAAACFc/1xMIMo6w13w/s1600-h/IMG_4166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzwbtM7PI/AAAAAAAACFc/1xMIMo6w13w/s320/IMG_4166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311348980205808882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cheese!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzwG412pI/AAAAAAAACFU/pT_CAK7DpsE/s1600-h/IMG_4163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWzwG412pI/AAAAAAAACFU/pT_CAK7DpsE/s320/IMG_4163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311348974617483922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;JJ, C, and JR waiting for the helicopter ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWyucijApI/AAAAAAAACFM/ZCHjl8tPccg/s1600-h/IMG_4160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWyucijApI/AAAAAAAACFM/ZCHjl8tPccg/s320/IMG_4160.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311347846558188178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't decided if I like this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWyuNHtGRI/AAAAAAAACFE/6sbCqY1R3Sg/s1600-h/IMG_4158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWyuNHtGRI/AAAAAAAACFE/6sbCqY1R3Sg/s320/IMG_4158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311347842419071250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or this one????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWyt_HWDoI/AAAAAAAACE8/gQuBDw2wYUE/s1600-h/IMG_4156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWyt_HWDoI/AAAAAAAACE8/gQuBDw2wYUE/s320/IMG_4156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311347838659464834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac and his best friend JJ before we got to Sea World...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWytq62HcI/AAAAAAAACE0/XfS5WM0GqJ0/s1600-h/IMG_4153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWytq62HcI/AAAAAAAACE0/XfS5WM0GqJ0/s320/IMG_4153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311347833238330818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just hanging in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWys7YsQjI/AAAAAAAACEs/ku0-GFdEMV4/s1600-h/IMG_4150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbWys7YsQjI/AAAAAAAACEs/ku0-GFdEMV4/s320/IMG_4150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311347820478612018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It wasn't me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-5092627207173076058?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/5092627207173076058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=5092627207173076058' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5092627207173076058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5092627207173076058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/03/few-photos-from-awesome-weekend-with.html' title='A few Photos from an awesome weekend with Friends!'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SbW0osP33jI/AAAAAAAACGM/b4UnZShmO7E/s72-c/IMG_4187.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-5338416150429002664</id><published>2009-02-07T17:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T17:16:02.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knott's Berry Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Last Saturday we had an amazing day with our &lt;a href="http://www.beyonddecaf.com/"&gt;dear friends.  &lt;/a&gt;I of course forgot to put the chip in my camera so Katy took these amazing photo!  Thank you Katy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wG8d0wkI/AAAAAAAACDQ/r2iGJ28XT5s/s1600-h/n629604323_1269319_8375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wG8d0wkI/AAAAAAAACDQ/r2iGJ28XT5s/s320/n629604323_1269319_8375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226707330220610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGslj-CI/AAAAAAAACDI/l7vMwzPYIsQ/s1600-h/n629604323_1269318_8026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGslj-CI/AAAAAAAACDI/l7vMwzPYIsQ/s320/n629604323_1269318_8026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226703067707426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGdWROtI/AAAAAAAACDA/ZViQYurnVoY/s1600-h/n629604323_1269310_5478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGdWROtI/AAAAAAAACDA/ZViQYurnVoY/s320/n629604323_1269310_5478.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226698977032914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGWsyzWI/AAAAAAAACC4/OQg8Mh-ylbw/s1600-h/n629604323_1269303_3306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGWsyzWI/AAAAAAAACC4/OQg8Mh-ylbw/s320/n629604323_1269303_3306.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226697192459618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGdy30VI/AAAAAAAACCw/GgUYLTmHYcc/s1600-h/n629604323_1269297_1500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wGdy30VI/AAAAAAAACCw/GgUYLTmHYcc/s320/n629604323_1269297_1500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226699097002322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4v34o3XSI/AAAAAAAACCo/ZfA6swT6ZoQ/s1600-h/n629604323_1269289_9088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4v34o3XSI/AAAAAAAACCo/ZfA6swT6ZoQ/s320/n629604323_1269289_9088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226448604749090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac with his future wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4v3TVsTmI/AAAAAAAACCQ/DNvBlVVjrBA/s1600-h/n629604323_1269285_7991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4v3TVsTmI/AAAAAAAACCQ/DNvBlVVjrBA/s320/n629604323_1269285_7991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226438592220770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with H &amp;amp; M!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4v3XBxnKI/AAAAAAAACCI/oFr6Z1NqjE8/s1600-h/n629604323_1269284_7719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4v3XBxnKI/AAAAAAAACCI/oFr6Z1NqjE8/s320/n629604323_1269284_7719.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226439582424226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac with Uncle Scott!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnicTgZI/AAAAAAAACCA/qK_7xNqfWA8/s1600-h/n629604323_1269277_5837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnicTgZI/AAAAAAAACCA/qK_7xNqfWA8/s320/n629604323_1269277_5837.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226167768580498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnmZt4nI/AAAAAAAACB4/Wk7Hj9ZWOPo/s1600-h/n629604323_1269274_5069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnmZt4nI/AAAAAAAACB4/Wk7Hj9ZWOPo/s320/n629604323_1269274_5069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226168831468146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with Isaac and J!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnl-b2OI/AAAAAAAACBw/VsgtbMj8GzU/s1600-h/n629604323_1269266_3113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnl-b2OI/AAAAAAAACBw/VsgtbMj8GzU/s320/n629604323_1269266_3113.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226168717039842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me with H!  This is the most beautiful photo!  I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnR3XTjI/AAAAAAAACBo/T8vHWtO-bho/s1600-h/n629604323_1269265_2875.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnR3XTjI/AAAAAAAACBo/T8vHWtO-bho/s320/n629604323_1269265_2875.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226163318672946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uncle Scott with I, J, &amp;amp; C!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnXEYbqI/AAAAAAAACBg/9IC_BvZ2yW8/s1600-h/n629604323_1269260_1678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4vnXEYbqI/AAAAAAAACBg/9IC_BvZ2yW8/s320/n629604323_1269260_1678.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300226164715450018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-5338416150429002664?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/5338416150429002664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=5338416150429002664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5338416150429002664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5338416150429002664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/02/knotts-berry-farm.html' title='Knott&apos;s Berry Farm'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SY4wG8d0wkI/AAAAAAAACDQ/r2iGJ28XT5s/s72-c/n629604323_1269319_8375.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-6528877194534638808</id><published>2009-01-29T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T09:36:46.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Verdict is????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjnnIxzII/AAAAAAAACAY/I1-4U9cPrKw/s1600-h/IMG_4101.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we met with Dr. Kay yesterday morning, and we had "good" news and "bad" news.  The bad news is that Isaac has no muscle movement or strength in his left foot which is causing the foot to turn out.  The doc said that Isaac's left foot can't and won't get any worse then it is.  BAD NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that because Isaac has no muscle in his foot there is no muscle to work with to do the corrective surgery at this time.  They have seen children make progress up to 1.5 years after spinal cord damage.  So we have decided to wait until this time next year before they will go in and do the surgery to correct his foot (which will be an extensive surgery!)  So no surgery for now.  Instead we are praying for a miracle!  GOOD NEWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate the Good and the Bad I have put some photos of Isaac up from January!  I hope you enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjnnIxzII/AAAAAAAACAY/I1-4U9cPrKw/s1600-h/IMG_4101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjnnIxzII/AAAAAAAACAY/I1-4U9cPrKw/s320/IMG_4101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296764906424618114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac getting ready to get his first Manicure.  He wasn't excited because he thought it was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjivxVDJI/AAAAAAAACAQ/JKCr58zHsBQ/s1600-h/IMG_4103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjivxVDJI/AAAAAAAACAQ/JKCr58zHsBQ/s320/IMG_4103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296764822842838162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is so full of it.  He loved it.  He liked getting pampered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjiB7QXGI/AAAAAAAACAI/-Hq4rIDwHw0/s1600-h/IMG_4104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjiB7QXGI/AAAAAAAACAI/-Hq4rIDwHw0/s320/IMG_4104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296764810536442978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Oh No I didn't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjhxkV1VI/AAAAAAAACAA/GTfGZtAN2zc/s1600-h/IMG_4105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjhxkV1VI/AAAAAAAACAA/GTfGZtAN2zc/s320/IMG_4105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296764806145365330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All suited up and ready for a great day on the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjhRl6kuI/AAAAAAAAB_4/1l1Z-A_GHDY/s1600-h/IMG_4106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjhRl6kuI/AAAAAAAAB_4/1l1Z-A_GHDY/s320/IMG_4106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296764797562032866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjhMfbh_I/AAAAAAAAB_w/T42MZrvIgUM/s1600-h/IMG_4107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjhMfbh_I/AAAAAAAAB_w/T42MZrvIgUM/s320/IMG_4107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296764796192655346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taking a quick breather before they come and get him in "the Mule" a red off-road vehicle that takes him up to the top so he doesn't have to walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-6528877194534638808?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/6528877194534638808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=6528877194534638808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6528877194534638808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6528877194534638808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/01/verdict-is.html' title='The Verdict is????'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SYHjnnIxzII/AAAAAAAACAY/I1-4U9cPrKw/s72-c/IMG_4101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-3985817800107220041</id><published>2009-01-21T19:59:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:21:52.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaac's Condition Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So I wanted to give an update on Isaac's condition and what issues we are facing at this point in time.  Before surgery we were dealing with a spinal deformity.  Isaac's TB has severely deformed his spine.  On July 8th he had surgery to fix the deformity and woke up without the use of his legs.  After another surgery July 20th and 2.5 months of rehab, Isaac left CHLA and came home.  He started to make real progress with his walking once he came home.  He was driven and determined to walk normally once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac has been in Physical Therapy since July and though he is able to "walk" and snowboard with his braces on, once we take the braces off, his feet quickly flip and turn out.  They were hopeful that PT would help strengthen the muscles and pull his feet back to the normal position but PT has only been successful in working on his balance and walking with his braces on, all the while his feet have gotten progressively worse day by day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0zskVnI/AAAAAAAAB_A/d4JpsMm5QnM/s1600-h/IMG_4119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0zskVnI/AAAAAAAAB_A/d4JpsMm5QnM/s320/IMG_4119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293963577506682482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see in the photo above, when Isaac is standing upright his right foot pushes out to the right.  He's unable to straighten this foot.  His left foot flips onto it's side and the big toe curls under the little toes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0fXvOQI/AAAAAAAAB-4/qbnjWU-0yI8/s1600-h/IMG_4116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0fXvOQI/AAAAAAAAB-4/qbnjWU-0yI8/s320/IMG_4116.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293963572050606338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With the left foot flipping and the toe curling, this is a sign that the tendons are no longer working the way they should.  The tendons on the inside of the foot aren't working at all and the tendons on the outside of the foot are working just enough to flip the foot out and pull the toes down (when they should be up).  His foot also pops in and out of joint when he walks and he is at risk of fracturing his ankle if he steps on it the wrong way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0d2mJWI/AAAAAAAAB-w/iPz_-hlnqcg/s1600-h/IMG_4115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0d2mJWI/AAAAAAAAB-w/iPz_-hlnqcg/s320/IMG_4115.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293963571643164002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see the right foot is pulled to the outside and his big toe is beginning to pull up and over the little toes (the exact opposite of the left foot).  Isaac's right foot is in much better shape than his left, but over the last month we have grown alarmed at how much worse it's gotten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0DSKP-I/AAAAAAAAB-o/DPxHQO-f_R4/s1600-h/IMG_4114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0DSKP-I/AAAAAAAAB-o/DPxHQO-f_R4/s320/IMG_4114.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293963564511018978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next Wednesday we are meeting with Dr. Kay (Isaac's foot/leg surgeon at CHLA) and Dr. Tolo (Isaac's Spinal surgeon at CHLA) to try and come up with a game plan to fix his tendons and muscles before he loses the use of his feet all together.  It's looking like surgery will be necessary but we should know more in 6 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that is the latest on Isaac.  His back looks amazing (I'll post photos of it at a later date) and he is still snowboarding (with his braces on).  We are getting a new brace for his left leg called a KFO (it goes all the way up the leg over the knee) this new brace will keep Isaac from locking his leg when he walks.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it seems we have replaced one life-threatening disability with a life-altering one.  Hopefully we can have some good news when we meet with Dr. Kay and Dr. Tolo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cc641da3719d1ba0" 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" 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-3985817800107220041?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cc641da3719d1ba0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/3985817800107220041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=3985817800107220041' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/3985817800107220041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/3985817800107220041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/01/isaacs-condition-update.html' title='Isaac&apos;s Condition Update'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SXfv0zskVnI/AAAAAAAAB_A/d4JpsMm5QnM/s72-c/IMG_4119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-2918318526805081928</id><published>2009-01-05T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:54:52.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A few photos to start off 2009...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLjBLrCUcI/AAAAAAAAB94/C2RW10L2ZUY/s1600-h/IMG_4074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLjBLrCUcI/AAAAAAAAB94/C2RW10L2ZUY/s320/IMG_4074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288038521939055042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac on New Years day... he picked out the outfit... shoes (from Rachel), Shorts (from Jessica), shirt (from Kirstin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLjAueqz4I/AAAAAAAAB9w/PAfy-ZDiPYY/s1600-h/IMG_4077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLjAueqz4I/AAAAAAAAB9w/PAfy-ZDiPYY/s320/IMG_4077.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288038514102554498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLjAXrGT1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/gP4Otpdi4g8/s1600-h/IMG_4082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLjAXrGT1I/AAAAAAAAB9o/gP4Otpdi4g8/s320/IMG_4082.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288038507980672850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't let the browns eyes fool you, "I'm a killing machine!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLi_lamOUI/AAAAAAAAB9g/u7EohzodRlI/s1600-h/IMG_4085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLi_lamOUI/AAAAAAAAB9g/u7EohzodRlI/s320/IMG_4085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288038494489688386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Milo: "Oh he dropped something, I wonder if I can eat it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiMgwd2II/AAAAAAAAB9Y/oM9IudqmCFk/s1600-h/IMG_4089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiMgwd2II/AAAAAAAAB9Y/oM9IudqmCFk/s320/IMG_4089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288037617065908354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Guns and popsicles (just a normal Saturday in our house)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiMTNn6dI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/jeLlv0zeRfI/s1600-h/IMG_4090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiMTNn6dI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/jeLlv0zeRfI/s320/IMG_4090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288037613430106578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;75 pounds of love.... in Africa they call me "Moto Moto... I'm so fine you have to say my name twice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiMJcx0nI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Vw8Sx1csBFg/s1600-h/IMG_4091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiMJcx0nI/AAAAAAAAB9I/Vw8Sx1csBFg/s320/IMG_4091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288037610809315954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kid can bowl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiLyk42tI/AAAAAAAAB9A/wQZbnaVGmVk/s1600-h/IMG_4092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiLyk42tI/AAAAAAAAB9A/wQZbnaVGmVk/s320/IMG_4092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288037604669315794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously braces and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiJU_f7sI/AAAAAAAAB84/Mpl5qZza3rM/s1600-h/IMG_4094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLiJU_f7sI/AAAAAAAAB84/Mpl5qZza3rM/s320/IMG_4094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288037562368126658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He made those 6 lb. balls fly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-2918318526805081928?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/2918318526805081928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=2918318526805081928' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/2918318526805081928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/2918318526805081928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2009/01/few-photos-to-start-off-2009.html' title='A few photos to start off 2009...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SWLjBLrCUcI/AAAAAAAAB94/C2RW10L2ZUY/s72-c/IMG_4074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-8451403456467332141</id><published>2008-12-31T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:25:07.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan to be Surprised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SVxg57UZeLI/AAAAAAAAB8w/3_mCx5VZIZ0/s1600-h/2185293133_09b9fe494c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SVxg57UZeLI/AAAAAAAAB8w/3_mCx5VZIZ0/s320/2185293133_09b9fe494c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286206610918176946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 1 hour 57 minutes till the new year.  For the first time in my life I feel this incredible hope for the coming 365 days.  Not because we have a new president or because gas prices are low.  I feel hope because in 1 hour 56 minutes, I'm going to give 2009 completely away.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that this year I will set NO resolutions and I will make NO plans.  They say that if you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing this all year.  I told him I would fall in love in 2008, instead I got my heart broken not once but twice.  I told him I would lose that last 15 pounds... I gained 20.  I told him my son would snowboard with me over Christmas in Mammoth, he took away the use of his legs.  I gave my heart again in friendship to a man who dropped me like a hat, never looking back.  And yet with all the pain I have felt this past year, I wouldn't change a single moment.  I wouldn't trade a single day in the hospital with my son, or the moments those men broke my heart.  Because all the heart ache, tears, sadness, and disappointment has brought me to this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now don't for even a moment think that I'm saying God punished me for my hopes, dreams, and plans.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not at all&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He just had other plans for me&lt;/span&gt; and I was too busy to see them.  When we are so focused on what we want, it hurts us sometimes when God gives us what we need.  He gave me what I needed this year.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time in the hospital I bonded with my son and earned his trust in a way I don't think I would have done outside of that place, and my mom bonded with her grandson, even in the mist of great pain and sorrow, they forged a relationship that can never be broken.  When I walked away from my relationships I learned what kind of men I don't want raising my son.  When I lost my friend, I found a God who healed my heart and when we went home for Christmas, I got a chance to renew and rest with my family, something I so desperately needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything that I viewed as a disappointment at the time, looking back, turned out to be the best part of my year.  So in 1 hour 48 minutes, I'm giving this year to God.  I make no plans for this year, I give it completely to him.  I make no plans for my career, I give it him.  I make no plans to see my son run again, I give it to him.  I make no plans to fall in love, I give it to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year I'm planning for only one thing...  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be Surprised!  By what he has planned.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&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/8916075674822253697-8451403456467332141?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/8451403456467332141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=8451403456467332141' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/8451403456467332141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/8451403456467332141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2008/12/plan-to-be-surprised.html' title='Plan to be Surprised'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SVxg57UZeLI/AAAAAAAAB8w/3_mCx5VZIZ0/s72-c/2185293133_09b9fe494c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-5747073053490902175</id><published>2008-12-25T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:33:29.998-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas: The Good, The Bad, and The Sometimes Sad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SVRKbNGqvCI/AAAAAAAAB8o/CePfGGWXULQ/s1600-h/1809796463_4ef9a8344c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SVRKbNGqvCI/AAAAAAAAB8o/CePfGGWXULQ/s320/1809796463_4ef9a8344c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283930094046985250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coming home this holiday season has been an emotional roller coaster.  There's a part of me that has enjoyed it because it's given me something to look forward to as Isaac and I prepare to relocate east in June.  This trip has assured me that moving east is the best move for not only me (career wise), but also for my son.  He's so happy when he's around my brother (Atticus is 4 months older than Isaac) and my mom.  He has such a deep love for my family and they for him.  I know that moving "home" will be insane, due to the sheer number of people in my parents 3 bedroom townhouse (8 people, 9 if you include Milo the giant wonder puppy).  So needless to say I'll only be in my parents home for a month at most (just until Isaac and I find an apartment in NY or DC).  But the excitement of moving home has grown over the past few days as I glimps (even just for a moment) the future and all it holds for us.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've also had a few days of great snowboarding.  I know this might make me a serious nerd.  But snowboarding is so relaxing for me, (even when I find myself flat on my arse at the top of an advanced slope wondering how in heaven name I'm going to get down to the bottom).  The long lifts rides to the top allow me a lot of time to sit and think and dare I say have conversations with the one who is always listening.  He and I have had a lot to talk about as this year is coming to a close.  I found myself more than once in tears hanging over a mountain edge riding the lift wondering "how did I get here?  And where in Jesus name am I going?!"  Yet somehow by the time I found myself at the bottom of the mountain waiting in line to ride back up he had placed peace upon my heart just in time for another all out brawl on the way up again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this Christmas has been sad as well.  It's the first year that my grandfather isn't with us.  And it breaks my heart that my son never got to spend a Christmas with him (we were stuck in LA last year and he passed in May of this year!)  I watched as my grandmother cried when she saw a photo my mother had framed for her of my grandfather at the age of 21 in the Navy.  And it broke my heart, because while I'm feeling the sadness of being very much alone this holiday season, my grandmother for the first time in well over 50 years is alone this Christmas as well, and I can't imagine the feeling of loss she must have in her heart.  Her soul mate is gone and no one can ever replace him, and until the day she meets him again, she will feel that loss over and over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this Christmas has been an emotional one.  I watched as my son gave a hug and kiss to every person who gave him a gift, after every gift (my mom got more than she could count).  And I thought to myself "he's a great kid, a kind kid, maybe, just maybe I'm doing something right, or wait maybe that's just him!"  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are times when I doubt every decision I make.  Where I lose sight of the fact that I'm not running the show, I'm simply a passenger in the car.  More than once this holiday season I've attempted to take the wheel and get in the drivers seat and everytime, the reality of that decision has hit me like a brick wall, and it's all I can do to give him back the keys.  I'm a driver, I always have been.  I like to be in control, but this Christmas something I'm learning is that to succeed, to walk the life you are meant to walk, sometimes you have to give up control.  Sometimes you have to get lost to find yourself.  Sometimes you have to just know, and trust, and  have faith that he's gonna be there to guide your ever step through the good, through the bad, and through the sometimes sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-5747073053490902175?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/5747073053490902175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=5747073053490902175' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5747073053490902175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/5747073053490902175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-good-bad-and-sometimes-sad.html' title='Christmas: The Good, The Bad, and The Sometimes Sad...'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SVRKbNGqvCI/AAAAAAAAB8o/CePfGGWXULQ/s72-c/1809796463_4ef9a8344c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-6923945900731064355</id><published>2008-12-14T17:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T19:13:30.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Miracle???  Dare I Say???</title><content type='html'>5 months ago Isaac came out of spinal surgery unable to move even a toe.  He was classified as a paraplegic.  One of my first thoughts didn't go to the fact that he may never walk again, it went to the truth that he may never snowboard again, something he and I both fell deeply in love with last year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we went for the first time since his surgery... I think the video speaks for itself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-20964ad8e4b6aecb" 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.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-v7JjZcVwn8gWITLNEl4v9FG9zo5aJRq2-FZ7pvGv18quZA7DVHzNGwcRut6D_cuibj1SlyWoW8QLEycwNAAnUYCoyq5ondpovSceeG2rLebOxelyvIdn2J-bxtv88Jd_iRZyiYC6wgoGjKEEHXcyPngfn7EhS0ZfotwD2XTFOOuijg0RKT0_586ieBrLQwELIOmw65AU2EK85w7KtkHzq%26sigh%3D7oSRxAF_7JctcKmrYw3HK_Lr-ig%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20964ad8e4b6aecb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DO5xLozX78DA6Y_Xt3Cf6EN1sItI&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAO3T1daHheEeH3ZcEQIwEb-v7JjZcVwn8gWITLNEl4v9FG9zo5aJRq2-FZ7pvGv18quZA7DVHzNGwcRut6D_cuibj1SlyWoW8QLEycwNAAnUYCoyq5ondpovSceeG2rLebOxelyvIdn2J-bxtv88Jd_iRZyiYC6wgoGjKEEHXcyPngfn7EhS0ZfotwD2XTFOOuijg0RKT0_586ieBrLQwELIOmw65AU2EK85w7KtkHzq%26sigh%3D7oSRxAF_7JctcKmrYw3HK_Lr-ig%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D20964ad8e4b6aecb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3DO5xLozX78DA6Y_Xt3Cf6EN1sItI&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SUXKmHxQ57I/AAAAAAAAB8g/5sX94yiAifQ/s320/IMG_4068.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279848894431291314" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SUXKlxYxLtI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/86HVupEA8lY/s320/IMG_4061.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279848888422969042" /&gt;Isaac's Ski Instructor from last year... thankfully he didn't hold it against us that we switched to snowboarding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SUXKlo6cT4I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/bdYK3IuhI1k/s320/IMG_4057.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279848886148288386" /&gt;Isaac and his coach Britney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SUXKldtvZmI/AAAAAAAAB8I/vCqMvLYzNIs/s320/IMG_4041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279848883142223458" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taking a little breather at the end of the day... Isaac did 13 runs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/8916075674822253697-6923945900731064355?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=20964ad8e4b6aecb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/6923945900731064355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=6923945900731064355' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6923945900731064355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/6923945900731064355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2008/12/small-miracle-dare-i-say.html' title='Small Miracle???  Dare I Say???'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SUXKmHxQ57I/AAAAAAAAB8g/5sX94yiAifQ/s72-c/IMG_4068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-2055647745063858048</id><published>2008-12-04T15:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:50:29.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headaches and Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here at work with a headache that might just split my head in two like something out of a graphic novel.  Needless to say I can't look at my editing system with it's moving images at this moment, so I thought I would try and type away the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened since my last post, I had the grand and amazing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;privilege&lt;/span&gt; to have my best friend and 3 of her children &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;descend&lt;/span&gt; upon my 2 bedroom flat for Thanksgiving.  Charity arrived Wednesday afternoon, and we somehow managed to keep all the kids busy, eat a ton of food, and enjoy our misery together for the holidays, and we did it on a mad budget (photos to be posted post hast...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac has finally begun his physical therapy once again.  His new therapist, is amazing, and we love her so much.  They are really working on his strength trying to naturally straighten the left foot which has curled and curved the wrong way.  He'll be receiving a new brace called a KFO for his left leg which will extend over the knee so that he can't lock his knee when walking (think Forrest Gump!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's moving really well, and when we went to visit with Faith and her crew before Thanksgiving, I got to watch Isaac ride a scooter for the first time in 5 months.  It was an amazing sight.  He is doing really well despite the issues with his left foot! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be heading home for 10 days in less than 2 weeks, and we can't wait to spend some time with friends and family on the east coast, and of course dream about our big move, which is going down the second week of June.  Oh it can't come soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well headache or not, I need to get something done before I leave.  I'll post some Thanksgiving photos soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-2055647745063858048?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/2055647745063858048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=2055647745063858048' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/2055647745063858048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/2055647745063858048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2008/12/headaches-and-thanksgiving.html' title='Headaches and Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8916075674822253697.post-8381083060808423570</id><published>2008-11-19T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T10:03:57.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SSRRwIFGJzI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Uec6SYFzbfk/s1600-h/tagged.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SSRRwIFGJzI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Uec6SYFzbfk/s320/tagged.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270427351174752050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay so I've been tagged.  I know some of you have tagged me in the past, but I never remember to do it... but I thought I would do it this time... So &lt;a href="http://jesusfilledhope.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2008-11-12T19%3A00%3A00-05%3A00&amp;amp;max-results=7"&gt;Tessa&lt;/a&gt; tagged me... so here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Weird Fact #1... I have this weird fetish with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt; sweatshirts.  I love them.  I would rather wear a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hoodie&lt;/span&gt; than a jacket.  I have like 20 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hoodies&lt;/span&gt; in my closet.  I have more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoodies&lt;/span&gt; then I do shoes.  It's an obsession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Weird Fact #2... I love to see movies alone.  When I need "me time" I get someone to watch Isaac and I'll spend the afternoon and go to the movies and watch 2 or 3 in a row.  It's an escape for me.  I love to sit in a dark room and disappear from reality for a short while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Weird Fact #3... I bite my nails.  Like hardcore bite my nails.  I have quit more times than I can remember.  I go 2 or 3 months without biting them and then all of a sudden I'll be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;biting&lt;/span&gt; them for no reason what so ever.  Winter is the best time for my nails because I wear gloves and can't bite my nails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Weird Fact #4... I love to have Thanksgiving Dinner through-out the year.  I buy turkeys when they are on sale and put them in our deep freezer, then I make a full Thanksgiving dinner a couple times a year and invite friends over.  I LOVE Thanksgiving dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Weird Fact #5... I'm feel deeply close to God when I'm snowboarding.  There is something primal, for me when I'm snowboarding down a steep slope.  There is a weird connection to the earth that can't be broken.  I pray a lot when I snowboard.  I tend to come home from the mountain feeling full and happy, because I've just spent 8 hours with God and no one else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Weird Fact #6... I find men that are built like Vin Diesel or Hugh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jackmen&lt;/span&gt;, to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;insanely&lt;/span&gt; hot.  I don't do big muscles in general, but there is something to be said about a big bear hug from a man like this.  Their arms are huge... it would be a hard core hug... oh and if you throw on an accent of any nature... I'm done... big muscle arms and an accent... I know you don't have to say it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Weird Fact #7... well I failed this weird tagging.  I'm so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;stinkin&lt;/span&gt; boring, there isn't really anything that interesting about me.  I wish I had some great stuff to share, but I don't.  Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8916075674822253697-8381083060808423570?l=bringingisaachome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/feeds/8381083060808423570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8916075674822253697&amp;postID=8381083060808423570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/8381083060808423570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8916075674822253697/posts/default/8381083060808423570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringingisaachome.blogspot.com/2008/11/okay-so-ive-been-tagged.html' title=''/><author><name>Jocelyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17747536873852049198</uri><email>storitelr@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07716950404052663228'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CASijTeEhDY/SSRRwIFGJzI/AAAAAAAAB8A/Uec6SYFzbfk/s72-c/tagged.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry></feed>