<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988</id><updated>2012-02-01T01:16:14.645-06:00</updated><category term='motherhood'/><category term='Daily Life'/><category term='artwork'/><category term='eclass'/><category term='funny'/><category term='inspired'/><category term='Toys'/><category term='God'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='the beach'/><category term='life happiness'/><category term='fall'/><category term='etsy'/><category term='crafty stuff'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='wishes'/><category term='travel'/><category term='Thursday Things'/><category term='family'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='miscarriage'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Sammy'/><category term='Home improvement'/><category term='finding my way'/><category term='Home Decor'/><category term='pregnancy'/><category term='changes'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='poems'/><title type='text'>I Am Just One Person</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog about my artwork, life as a new mom, and other musings. I love to connect with other creative people and to make new friends.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8672253020299847262</id><published>2011-11-16T07:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T08:24:21.678-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sammy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Fall Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4J-Ch3DDf4Q/TsPGm4Dq-iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/I-BuGTKPtZg/s1600/IMG_6035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4J-Ch3DDf4Q/TsPGm4Dq-iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/I-BuGTKPtZg/s400/IMG_6035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675598326602070562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fall days last forever down here in NC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p25s9I60cAA/TsPG7GMQipI/AAAAAAAAAzE/6Y7VrS8eF4A/s1600/IMG_6029.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p25s9I60cAA/TsPG7GMQipI/AAAAAAAAAzE/6Y7VrS8eF4A/s400/IMG_6029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675598673993566866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We enjoyed a beautiful walk this past weekend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart is healing. My body feels stronger. I am so happy for the life I have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqT2LSK5S6E/TsPHJ87QuPI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pl2jjeW7TEw/s1600/IMG_6045.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pqT2LSK5S6E/TsPHJ87QuPI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/pl2jjeW7TEw/s400/IMG_6045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675598929204394226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my little Sammy. He is the BEST thing since sliced bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my husband. He is the best thing since boxed cereal. And I love cereal. Right now I'm into Golden Grahms. I'm not like those moms who don't let their kiddos eat sweet cereals. Is it really that bad? I grew up eating a wide variety of cereals and I turned out fine. Well, somewhat anyways.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks for reading my last post. After I posted it, I wondered if it was too much information, but then I realized the story I told could be help to others. Humans can only help other humans by sharing their hearts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8672253020299847262?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8672253020299847262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-glory.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8672253020299847262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8672253020299847262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/11/fall-glory.html' title='Fall Glory'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4J-Ch3DDf4Q/TsPGm4Dq-iI/AAAAAAAAAy4/I-BuGTKPtZg/s72-c/IMG_6035.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4817236169077001835</id><published>2011-11-10T11:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T12:22:52.537-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miscarriage'/><title type='text'>So here it goes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I recently had a miscarriage. I found out I was pregnant in September. I was ecstatic! Never did the "M" word enter my mind. I started to feel horribly sick (a good sign right?). I had some really tough days where it was difficult to take care of my little boy let alone myself. I remember thinking oh i just want to feel normal again, no sickness! Now all I can think of is how I miss that sick feeling and if it would only come back I would feel normal again. Funny and cruel how the mind works. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went in for our ultrasound at what I thought would be 9 weeks. I expected to see a little heart thumping away and a little bean jumping around. The look on the ultrasound technician's face said otherwise. "Can you see my baby?" ..... "I'm not allowed to say anything about what I see until I show the Doctor," she replied. My stomach sank. I knew by her tone that it wasn't good. She brought in the doctor, my husband, and son. My suspicion was confirmed, she explained that there was no heartbeat and that the baby died somewhere around 6 weeks but that the sac was still growing. I don't remember much else. I felt like someone had just crushed my family dreams. Why did this happen? Why did my body betray me. I had already carried a perfectly healthy baby to term. He was there smiling and driving his matchbox car on his daddy's shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I tried to act normal. But I was still carrying around his baby. My dead baby. I had two more appointments that confirmed what we had seen at the first appointment. I was given cytotec to induce the miscarriage since my body was not starting the process. I didn't take it. A few days later on the 3rd of November I started to spot. "Ok God let's get this over with. Help my body to do this so I can move on." The contractions were strong, kind of like labor but not quite as painful. I still curled into a ball with every contraction and reminded myself to breathe. Then I started to bleed. Heavily. After an hour or so I started to think that this couldn't be normal. This isn't right. My husband asked if I needed to go to the ER. I waited a little longer and then as I stood up I started to feel light headed. "I think I we should go," I said. "This doesn't feel normal." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We arrived at the hospital somewhere between 10:30 and 11 pm. I sat down and they took my vitals. They told me I had to wait for a bed. I got up to use the restroom. I could tell I was bleeding through my jeans. I started to fall to the ground and black out. Nurses picked me up and rushed me to a bed. An IV was started and I started to feel better. I felt as if I was watching a movie of someone else's life. Not mine. I tried to act normal since my husband and my son were in the room with me. I didn't want my husband to be upset. The Dr. came in and explained that bleeding was normal for a miscarriage and a few more non comforting words. I was not reassured. I was passing large clots of blood and still contracting hard. After she examined me they forgot to hook me back up to the blood pressure machine for 2- 3 hours. They were going to check my hemoglobin and give me a rhogam shot and then dismiss me. The Dr. came in to check on my and noticed my blood pressure was not being monitored. She hooked it up and it showed 70/30. "That's not good. We can't send you home with that kind of blood pressure." She was angry with the nurse that was supposed to be monitoring me. Mind you, no one was checking on my bleeding. I was using my child's diapers instead of their pads because it was better contained in them. The doctor left to go call the Obgyn doctor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I broke down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started to cry. Not only did I have to deal with the emotional aspect of losing a child, but I had to deal with this horrible physical part of it too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stopped crying, the new doctor came in and explained that I needed a D&amp;amp;C. They would get all the blood and tissue out of me so that my body would stop contracting and purging  blood. Everything happened quickly after that. I was put under anesthesia, rolled into the surgery room, and the last thing I remember was talking about polar bears and strawberry rivers (the most enjoyable part of my hospital experience). I was also given a blood transfusion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a week since my miscarriage. I still don't feel 100%. I feel weak. I feel sad. I think it will take me a while to sort through these emotions. I know this happens to a lot of women. I know that they get through it and that they go on to have healthy pregnancies and babies. I want others to know that they aren't alone if this has happened to you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I think the one good thing to come out of this is my strengthened faith in God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a dream about my baby two nights after being in the hospital. I gave birth to my baby boy. He looked similar to Sammy but with lighter hair. They told me he was only 5 lbs.  He was smiley. I got to hold him and nurse him. It was so real and peaceful. I also dreamt of my grandparents that same night and I was left with the feeling that they were all together in heaven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe God put me through this experience to let me know that He really exists. That He really is in control. And there are things that are going to happen in life that I may not understand, but I need to trust and know that it is His plan that is going to prevail. I have doubted from time to time, but I won't doubt ever again. I came across this verse a few days ago which really struck a chord in my heart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Many are the plans in a man's heart, but it is the Lord's purpose that prevails."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; line-height: 18.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; color: #333333"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;~Proverbs 19:21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 18px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4817236169077001835?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4817236169077001835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-here-it-goes.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4817236169077001835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4817236169077001835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/11/so-here-it-goes.html' title='So here it goes...'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6202185852016612181</id><published>2011-11-08T07:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T08:06:39.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>18 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MES6yaj_7wE/Trk3abdQhOI/AAAAAAAAAys/1TjLLFAqBaY/s1600/Sammy%2Btricycle.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MES6yaj_7wE/Trk3abdQhOI/AAAAAAAAAys/1TjLLFAqBaY/s400/Sammy%2Btricycle.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672626132836451554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little boy is amazing because:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. He gets up in the morning and tries to pick up all 10 of his balls and carry them out into the living room. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. He knows all of his body parts and colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. He knows where I keep the chocolate and asks for it about 100 times a day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. When he takes a bath the floor is completely covered in water and I might as well wear my swimsuit because I am drenched after the first two minutes of splashing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. He can catch a ball already! I think he is bound to be an athlete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. He can draw a circle...and draw on himself and the floor and my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. He will toot and laugh super hard about it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. He likes salad! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. When he is being tickled by daddy he keeps asking for more even though he can barely breath from laughing so hard. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. He gets into everything and will try to run away and hide from me. Sometimes he hides so well that it takes me a few minutes to find him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. He loves the cats and tries to "ride" our Garfield cat Abner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-6202185852016612181?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6202185852016612181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/11/18-months.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6202185852016612181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6202185852016612181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/11/18-months.html' title='18 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MES6yaj_7wE/Trk3abdQhOI/AAAAAAAAAys/1TjLLFAqBaY/s72-c/Sammy%2Btricycle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7515689806253518505</id><published>2011-06-03T06:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T06:44:34.752-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Minute Friday: Everyday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLtBPvQdFDs/TejJGnt-eRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/I7v4oqR-QVg/s1600/IMG_2805.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLtBPvQdFDs/TejJGnt-eRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/I7v4oqR-QVg/s400/IMG_2805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613958051095542034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This blog idea is taken from &lt;a href="http://thegypsymama.com/"&gt;The Gypsy Mama. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would love to hear your version of this topic. Just leave a link to your blog :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is comfort in the everyday. The 7:30 wake up of my baby boy who needs his milk and to be cuddled by his momma. Toasting toast and the dripping sound of coffee in the pot. Sparkling up the counters so I can see the light from the window reflect upon it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing like the hum drum of the every day. The sound of the dryer as the sheets and bleached towels tangle and go thump thump. Messy toys around my feet, the little voice that laughs and pulls at my tangled hair. Those blue eyes that love me unconditionally just how our creator loves us too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah the beauty of everyday. The cats lounge in the sunshine on the floor. Thoughts about when to start dinner and when to fold the laundry and still squeeze in a few minutes to finish that good book. Then spills on the floor and kisses for bumped heads. There are stories to be read cat tails to pull and dump trucks to be driven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner comes, trying to teach the little one to fold his hands and say Amen. Daddy horsey rides, bath time and bubbles. Spreading out on the living room floor with a heap of blankets and pillows. Enjoying being a family. The towels still not folded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah the everyday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-7515689806253518505?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7515689806253518505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/06/five-minute-friday-everyday.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7515689806253518505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7515689806253518505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/06/five-minute-friday-everyday.html' title='Five Minute Friday: Everyday.'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BLtBPvQdFDs/TejJGnt-eRI/AAAAAAAAAyk/I7v4oqR-QVg/s72-c/IMG_2805.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2483986909471015211</id><published>2011-05-24T12:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T13:09:36.263-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>The beach part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2PFJHitL690/Tdvzzm0XcBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/CRFmeiGwN3U/s1600/IMG_5823.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2PFJHitL690/Tdvzzm0XcBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/CRFmeiGwN3U/s400/IMG_5823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610345828739149842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel the saltwater in my hair as I get ready to go to the grocery store. &lt;div&gt;the salt I pick up off the shelf is unlike the salt I wish I could still taste on my upper lip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still hearing the sounds of my little one yell and squeel as he is collides with another wave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gripping his little hands I let out a "weeee!" along with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tiny wide feet hit the sand, chasing sea faring birds and jumping into small pools left by the tide&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sitting a minute to catch my breath, watching my angel boy scoop up a billion grains of sand as he stares in amazement at the glops plopping kerplunk back into the water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sand fades and gathers once again to the bottom of the sea floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bits of seashells and seaweed gather in piles from the tide that forever move in and out &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling the breeze pick up and wrapping my ocean kissed boy up in a big teal towel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time to go in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;these thoughts are now memories burned into my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how beautiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2483986909471015211?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2483986909471015211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/05/beach-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2483986909471015211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2483986909471015211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/05/beach-part-1.html' title='The beach part 1'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2PFJHitL690/Tdvzzm0XcBI/AAAAAAAAAyY/CRFmeiGwN3U/s72-c/IMG_5823.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4814462373922732903</id><published>2011-05-09T13:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T13:38:28.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had a very nice mother's day. The first gift that Samuel decided to give me was a few extra hours of sleep! I would have been happy with just that but my husband insisted that we must do whatever I felt like doing all day so I obliged. I wanted to stay in my pj's all morning and sip big mugs of 8' oclock coffee (which I must say is really good coffee if you haven't tried it. The Mr. made waffles and scrambled eggs for us and my belly was satisfied and happy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a nice afternoon at the mall where I picked out a new pair of Rainbow sandals (the comfiest sandals you could ever wear because they mold to the shape of your foot). Samuel can walk now, so holding onto my left hand and his daddy's right hand he marched along with us at a very slow pace, stopping to look up at big mall lights, signs, and other children. He is so much fun to be with. His vocabulary has taken off and he is trying to say so many words now. When he hears an airplane, a motorcycle, or a bird he stops whatever he is doing to look in that direction and he says "this?" And I say "Yes Sammy it's a motorcycle!" He then gives me the biggest smile. Knowing that I acknowledge what he hears/sees makes him so happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a delicious lunch in the downtown area where we live and we smelled the roses and geraniums as we walked by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;***SIDE NOTE: Sammy is really into "sniffing" now and he thinks smelling things is a fun game, especially if it is stinky! He loves to take my husband's socks and stick them in my face just to hear me say "Peeee yooooo! Stinky!" This game can last about ten hours if I let it, so sometimes I just hide the socks and move on to the next game. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then headed home, to relax and enjoy the last few hours of our Sunday. I hope you had an enjoyable mother's day. I love my little family and being a mom is the best job/title in the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4814462373922732903?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4814462373922732903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4814462373922732903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4814462373922732903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5247809830759108182</id><published>2011-04-27T14:28:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T15:03:51.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvS1ANm9hM8/TbnHGtKHX0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/iml6-De12kc/s1600/IMG_4277.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvS1ANm9hM8/TbnHGtKHX0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/iml6-De12kc/s400/IMG_4277.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600726529627086658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sweet baby feet -a few days old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear little Sammy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been putting off writing this post because I haven't been able to find the words to express what you mean to me. I have started writing it maybe 10 times, and finally decided to just write and leave it as is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You came into this world one year ago at 9:56 AM. A beautiful healthy boy with lots of hair, flawless skin, and alert blue eyes weighing 7 lbs 6 oz. Perfect. Your dad and I had no idea what we were in for. They joy you have brought into our lives is tremendous and we feel so very blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qByafPQkZHI/TbnHPkSZzTI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Y9E5j0g36To/s1600/IMG_4259.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qByafPQkZHI/TbnHPkSZzTI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/Y9E5j0g36To/s400/IMG_4259.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600726681864752434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures of you, so tiny with arms wide open.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCowhLrt57M/TbnHO-qgSEI/AAAAAAAAAyI/PjJbYwZWZF8/s1600/IMG_1677.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TCowhLrt57M/TbnHO-qgSEI/AAAAAAAAAyI/PjJbYwZWZF8/s400/IMG_1677.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600726671765293122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Home from the hospital. So tiny. So perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BLsZ7lqOFro/TbnF7QUdPgI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mHmyEWAK4iA/s1600/IMG_5705.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BLsZ7lqOFro/TbnF7QUdPgI/AAAAAAAAAx4/mHmyEWAK4iA/s400/IMG_5705.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600725233395645954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Birthday spread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after your birthday you took your first steps. Just a few. Then, yesterday you started walking. Like really walking! You marched from the kitchen to the living room with a cracker in your hand taking 28 big boy steps! It was amazing. You are amazing. You can now say Baby (in reference to the baby pictures on the refrigerator and in your books), juice -"uice", tree -"wee", peek a boo - "boo boo", chicken - "buck buck", puppy- "woof", horse- "erse", "more", balloon- "boon", cat - "eeeoow", and a few more that I cannot think of at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DjqwopLaB5I/TbnFmisl7oI/AAAAAAAAAxw/MySVCcQxi7Y/s1600/IMG_5666.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DjqwopLaB5I/TbnFmisl7oI/AAAAAAAAAxw/MySVCcQxi7Y/s400/IMG_5666.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600724877551464066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since your grandma Barb came for a visit you have been obsessed with the birds outside. She taught you how to say "tweet tweet!" and to look for them flying up above. You are also aware of the many helicopters and planes that fly overhead and you point excitedly at them. You take a great interest in cars and trucks and you thoroughly enjoy making vroom noises.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hs1CBTlrVCE/TbnEwaqj2eI/AAAAAAAAAxo/fXnhjqcdLA0/s1600/IMG_5617.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hs1CBTlrVCE/TbnEwaqj2eI/AAAAAAAAAxo/fXnhjqcdLA0/s400/IMG_5617.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600723947682519522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our outings you are quite the little ham. You smile and tilt your head at all the ladies and you act so sweet. You love facing forward in the shopping carts and you say "wee, wee, wee!" as your dad or I push you along. You make so many people smile and wave! It has to make their day to see such an adorable little guy having so much fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other activities you enjoy include: pulling cat tails (not the plant), pulling everything out of cupboards and drawers, watching jeopardy ( an evening ritual here), pounding on the tv, trying to get the cord to the blinds, trying to open the toilet lid, getting into paper towels and toilet paper, singing Old McDonald (e-i-e-i-o!), throwing weeble wobbles at me, trying to hit me if I take something away (still trying to figure out how to deal with this!), turning on the dishwasher or turning it off, changing channels on the tv at the most inopportune moment, sharing crackers or juice with me and your dad, looking at books, playing tractors and cars, taking baths, and enjoying nature on stroller rides. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YTkkbhPGO0/TbnEodxMFFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/JHkbrbvKsf0/s1600/IMG_2702.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3YTkkbhPGO0/TbnEodxMFFI/AAAAAAAAAxg/JHkbrbvKsf0/s400/IMG_2702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600723811076674642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Samuel, you are such a joy. I love you. Your daddy loves you. And we look forward to the many memories to be made in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5247809830759108182?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5247809830759108182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/04/12-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5247809830759108182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5247809830759108182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/04/12-months.html' title='12 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GvS1ANm9hM8/TbnHGtKHX0I/AAAAAAAAAyA/iml6-De12kc/s72-c/IMG_4277.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3782480070986372824</id><published>2011-03-18T07:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T07:46:44.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TB8h0QsUJOY/TYNTy8u4EyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/f_r1VsAvT3Y/s1600/IMG_5526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TB8h0QsUJOY/TYNTy8u4EyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/f_r1VsAvT3Y/s400/IMG_5526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585400097630851874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bed Head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Idea from &lt;a href="http://www.soulemama.com/soulemama/"&gt;Soule Mama&lt;/a&gt; : &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;{this moment} - A Friday ritual. A single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your 'moment' in the comments for all to find and see.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3782480070986372824?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3782480070986372824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-moment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3782480070986372824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3782480070986372824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-moment.html' title='This Moment'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TB8h0QsUJOY/TYNTy8u4EyI/AAAAAAAAAxY/f_r1VsAvT3Y/s72-c/IMG_5526.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5489485860278752018</id><published>2011-03-17T08:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:19:58.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><title type='text'>Thursday Things: St. Patrick's Day Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I have always been proud to be Irish. My maiden name is McGuire. You can't get much more Irish than that folks! I don't know why but I have always downplayed my French, English, and Polish background. Being Irish seems more fun somehow doesn't it? I think on St. Patty's day everyone likes to pretend they are a wee bit Irish, just so they can talk with a fake Irish accent and drink green beer. I don't think I will be doing the latter this year, but I will be celebrating with my little &lt;a href="http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/10-months.html"&gt;lucky charm&lt;/a&gt; ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put together a little collection of Thursday Things in celebration of this St. Patty's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XATE0dVQ1Ag/TYIPRt63KgI/AAAAAAAAAwo/f3OEjLX2kLQ/s1600/il_570xN.129903978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XATE0dVQ1Ag/TYIPRt63KgI/AAAAAAAAAwo/f3OEjLX2kLQ/s400/il_570xN.129903978.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585043284951509506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This enchanting &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/42601618/queen-annes-lace?ref=sr_gallery_12&amp;amp;ga_search_query=green+landscape&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;photo print&lt;/a&gt; by smacshop takes me to another place, another land. I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;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/-uF4oLh2BORE/TYIPStamTwI/AAAAAAAAAxI/R3hYwn6a0Jc/s1600/il_570xN.227351360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uF4oLh2BORE/TYIPStamTwI/AAAAAAAAAxI/R3hYwn6a0Jc/s400/il_570xN.227351360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585043301996056322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/69876536/chartreuse-twirlies-with-zigzags-on-etsy?ref=sr_gallery_9&amp;amp;ga_search_query=green+pillow&amp;amp;ga_page=2&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;pillows by ChloeandOliveDotCom&lt;/a&gt; are bold, modern, and very affordable. These graphic patterns are very "in" right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ER3B9dJvjTI/TYIPSFRMgyI/AAAAAAAAAxA/_GRN6ROvu8A/s1600/il_570xN.199280240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ER3B9dJvjTI/TYIPSFRMgyI/AAAAAAAAAxA/_GRN6ROvu8A/s400/il_570xN.199280240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585043291219198754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antique brass owl + Jade = winning combo! Find this necklace from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/63631809/jade-owl-necklace?ref=sr_gallery_3&amp;amp;ga_search_query=green+owl&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;offbeet's&lt;/a&gt; shop on Etsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2l5ftC_Ps8o/TYIPRwc7JgI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hONEOy2OX6U/s1600/il_570xN.195072758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2l5ftC_Ps8o/TYIPRwc7JgI/AAAAAAAAAw4/hONEOy2OX6U/s400/il_570xN.195072758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585043285631247874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Although the weather is getting warmer we still need to keep those little baby feet warm! These springy booties can be found in&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62475673/3-6-months-baby-bootie-boots-crocheted?ref=sr_gallery_13&amp;amp;ga_search_query=green+shoes&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt; handmadebabylove's shop. &lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUNEEev3QVo/TYIPRpIIAvI/AAAAAAAAAww/Ol03dh8EpsE/s1600/il_570xN.188380019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qUNEEev3QVo/TYIPRpIIAvI/AAAAAAAAAww/Ol03dh8EpsE/s400/il_570xN.188380019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585043283664962290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quilts are a necessity to create a warm and welcoming home. I am drawn to this star pattern. It looks like it would take a lot of hours to put together this intricate design by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/40291327/st-patricks-day-sale-stars-quilt-alex"&gt;MurphysHouse&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqBob7UK6j0/TYIXBaJ_zrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/t1ghDkmglRM/s1600/il_570xN.165273403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqBob7UK6j0/TYIXBaJ_zrI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/t1ghDkmglRM/s400/il_570xN.165273403.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585051800861396658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And lastly, a Claddagh ring from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/53577927/claddagh-ring-in-sterling-silver?ref=sr_gallery_19&amp;amp;ga_search_query=claddagh+ring&amp;amp;ga_page=3&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_facet=handmade"&gt;nellyvansee's shop&lt;/a&gt;. It is an Irish symbol of love faith and loyalty. I thought you might appreciate a little education on the Claddaugh from Wikipedia:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Claddagh ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Irish_language" title="Irish language" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Irish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ga"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;fáinne Chladaigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;) is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Traditional" class="mw-redirect" title="Traditional" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;traditional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ireland" title="Ireland" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Irish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; ring given as a token of love or worn as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wedding_ring" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;wedding ring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. The design and customs associated with it originated in the Irish fishing village of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Claddagh" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Claddagh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, located just outside the city of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Galway" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Galway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. The ring was first produced in the 17th century during the reign of Queen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_II_of_England" title="Mary II of England" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(6, 69, 173); background-image: none; background-attachment: initial; background-origin: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mary II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, though elements of the design date to the late Roman period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now I leave you with an Irish Blessing: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;May the road rise to meet you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;May the wind be always at your back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;May the sun shine warm upon your face,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;The rains fall soft upon your fields and,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Until we meet again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Times;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;May God hold you in the palm of His hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5489485860278752018?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5489485860278752018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/thursday-things-st-patricks-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5489485860278752018'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6219056043469471008</id><published>2011-03-16T08:29:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T09:18:35.025-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Decor'/><title type='text'>On buying handmade and new items in my shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDrRPcLOXGY/TYDEWf8NE0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/0HJsshlNlII/s1600/IMG_5506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDrRPcLOXGY/TYDEWf8NE0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/0HJsshlNlII/s400/IMG_5506.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584679428749595458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;purchase this banner &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/70105530/decorative-banner"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Greetings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you believe in buying handmade? I do. I was on etsy today and came across etsy's featured seller, Cathy McMurray and I was struck by her quote:&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:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Choosing handmade is choosing a slower way of life, one rooted in tradition and creative expression."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#6600CC;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;And I thought to myself, yes. This is true and this way of life is important to me. There is a huge movement to buy handmade. When you buy handmade you are getting something that was made with thoughtfulness, creativity, and heart. You are giving less money to the middle man and more to the person who actually put the time into making the creation. It is a good thing. Not to mention, you are getting something unique that you can't just go out to Target (no offense, I love going to Target) and get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;When you give your hard earned money to someone with a small business, you are helping them to fuel their passion! How neat is that? You get something fun and creative, and in turn you help someone to stay inspired and to keep creating beautiful things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;These are my thoughts on handmade :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Also new in the shop are some decorative paper banners. I recently made this one for a friend's sister's baby shower. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aECpUZ5aMEE/TYDESERhIqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7PiigJ3rcYY/s1600/etsybanner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aECpUZ5aMEE/TYDESERhIqI/AAAAAAAAAwI/7PiigJ3rcYY/s400/etsybanner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584679352603320994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zmECrVnhN2o/TYDEnZwsYiI/AAAAAAAAAwY/o_VcwD6KMIo/s1600/IMG_5471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zmECrVnhN2o/TYDEnZwsYiI/AAAAAAAAAwY/o_VcwD6KMIo/s400/IMG_5471.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584679719148479010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhrUMUlodP0/TYDE8pPb4bI/AAAAAAAAAwg/K7tjncFBWqU/s1600/IMG_5470.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhrUMUlodP0/TYDE8pPb4bI/AAAAAAAAAwg/K7tjncFBWqU/s400/IMG_5470.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584680084081205682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;purchase this banner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/70013017/welcome-baby-banner?ref=pr_shop"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;I think it turned out really nice and I think it will add that extra something special to the party. Her sister can also use it to decorate her baby's room with it when they are done using it at the party. If you are interested in having a banner made for your next celebration, whether it's a birthday, shower, or just something beautiful to have hanging up on your walls ( everyday can be a celebration in your home)! Please let me know. I would love to work with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Hope your Wednesday is full of creativity and enjoyment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="line-height: 17px; font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2261581917009485988-6219056043469471008?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6219056043469471008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-buying-handmade-and-new-items-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6219056043469471008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6219056043469471008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/on-buying-handmade-and-new-items-in-my.html' title='On buying handmade and new items in my shop'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EDrRPcLOXGY/TYDEWf8NE0I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/0HJsshlNlII/s72-c/IMG_5506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2532949904019497703</id><published>2011-03-14T15:16:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T17:38:25.092-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11 months</title><content type='html'>Dear Sammy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;12 months ago I was getting your room prepared....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8aImoSmB-4/TX6Jh85IIEI/AAAAAAAAAv4/aZNcwTJkg4g/s1600/IMG_1573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8aImoSmB-4/TX6Jh85IIEI/AAAAAAAAAv4/aZNcwTJkg4g/s400/IMG_1573.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584051804360417346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/-2TCmwsRHNhs/TX6IPorxkRI/AAAAAAAAAvg/zznq0h5ls1g/s1600/IMG_1578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2TCmwsRHNhs/TX6IPorxkRI/AAAAAAAAAvg/zznq0h5ls1g/s400/IMG_1578.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584050390186430738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was folding mini clothes, imagining what you would look like wearing them&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttmMN3iSqUA/TX6Ipj1nfyI/AAAAAAAAAvo/EAZcIHKZxV8/s1600/IMG_1576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ttmMN3iSqUA/TX6Ipj1nfyI/AAAAAAAAAvo/EAZcIHKZxV8/s400/IMG_1576.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584050835562135330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was looking through all the gifts and toys that had been given to you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aOQc1IxBnlY/TX6JJN4fWLI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Pzx_UMXb2Go/s1600/IMG_1577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aOQc1IxBnlY/TX6JJN4fWLI/AAAAAAAAAvw/Pzx_UMXb2Go/s400/IMG_1577.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584051379424417970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  I was singing songs to you in my belly and still trying to decide on your name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBsg31OPBRU/TX6KVHwIshI/AAAAAAAAAwA/icOQx3oObyY/s1600/IMG_1458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iBsg31OPBRU/TX6KVHwIshI/AAAAAAAAAwA/icOQx3oObyY/s400/IMG_1458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584052683448824338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You have reached 11 months old today! And so far it has been an amazing journey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; This past month you have really blossomed into a little boy. I hate to say that because I love you as a tiny baby so much, but it is true. You have officially said your first word on command: Ball! You can also say Bath (still working on the "th" sound at the end), and Book! I just know you are knocking out those "b" words so you can get to more important words like Mama! You actually call me Nana which is just fine with me for now. You really understand me when I talk to you. For example, you will go get your tractor if I ask you where it is or go to the kitchen when I ask if you want a cracker. It truly is amazing to witness your cognitive growth.  You love to play rough, be tickled, be surprised, be chased through the house. We laugh so much together lately. I enjoy seeing you take in the world around you, like yesterday when you saw bees for the first time swarming a tree with blossoms. I can see your little mind working and I wonder what you are thinking? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have also been experimenting with pushing your boundaries. You want to explore everything and anything even if I say "no."  No is more of a game to you than anything. When I say no to you and pick you up to remove you from the situation you get very frustrated and try to hit me in the face! I then have to hold your hand down and say no again, and in turn you laugh hysterically! Oh my. This parenting thing is not easy that's for sure. I am learning along with you. Trying to be gentle yet firm. You will get the hang of it and so will I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have been teething like a maniac lately. Two nights ago you were up every hour crying! I felt so bad (and tired the next morning). You want to bite into every object in the house, even the couch and stray shoes left by the door. Lord only knows I can't let you eat our shoes! Of course you don't want anything to do with the teething rings we have for you. Hmmph. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I better go accomplish some housework while you sleep like a little cherub. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you like bees like honey which is a whole bunch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*To my blog readers, thank you for stopping by and reading about my year with Sammy. Next month he will be a year old! I hope to continue writing monthly letters to him, and also posting more about things I have been making/cooking/creating! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2532949904019497703?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2532949904019497703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/11-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2532949904019497703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2532949904019497703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/11-months.html' title='11 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g8aImoSmB-4/TX6Jh85IIEI/AAAAAAAAAv4/aZNcwTJkg4g/s72-c/IMG_1573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3878950364713454109</id><published>2011-03-04T05:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T08:11:54.837-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring has arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Spring has arrived here in NC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7WfO_c5F7o/TXDsi7Rc84I/AAAAAAAAAuY/NzMLFwx0uHM/s1600/IMG_2557.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7WfO_c5F7o/TXDsi7Rc84I/AAAAAAAAAuY/NzMLFwx0uHM/s400/IMG_2557.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220023082644354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;A few days ago I stepped outside and saw that the trees were flowering.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean REALLY flowering. See what I mean? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFTBBgiaVxM/TXDst2qsbKI/AAAAAAAAAug/9tvKvpIhh8Y/s1600/IMG_2559.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFTBBgiaVxM/TXDst2qsbKI/AAAAAAAAAug/9tvKvpIhh8Y/s1600/IMG_2559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jFTBBgiaVxM/TXDst2qsbKI/AAAAAAAAAug/9tvKvpIhh8Y/s400/IMG_2559.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220210824899746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&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 took a bunch of pictures of these trees, thinking that I would make some grand photo collage to post on here, but with a nearly 11 month old who has time for such nonsense? I mean, I haven't even brushed my hair yet today people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpNUHcWFEg8/TXDtbnxNCsI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YckTz93AupU/s1600/IMG_2554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hpNUHcWFEg8/TXDtbnxNCsI/AAAAAAAAAuo/YckTz93AupU/s400/IMG_2554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580220997099653826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;So you will have to enjoy each picture. One...by....one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUgn7TWyMHc/TXDt_ruze4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/LY_dcgKAbUs/s1600/IMG_2574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUgn7TWyMHc/TXDt_ruze4I/AAAAAAAAAuw/LY_dcgKAbUs/s400/IMG_2574.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580221616638622594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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; Some of the bushes have flowered around my apartment. I don't know what this one is called do you? It smells realllly good too! I tried to let Sammy smell it, but instead he tried to eat the yellow pollen. YUM! Speaking of Sammy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msgocvuR7IU/TXDuuA-BlOI/AAAAAAAAAu4/kaqDq4aeMuw/s1600/IMG_2520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msgocvuR7IU/TXDuuA-BlOI/AAAAAAAAAu4/kaqDq4aeMuw/s400/IMG_2520.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580222412613588194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;He likes boxes and camera cords. Who needs toys? Isn't he cute!? Just in case you aren't sure....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHZls_o2GYc/TXDvXDffF5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/5OrKl6cm4Zk/s1600/IMG_2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RHZls_o2GYc/TXDvXDffF5I/AAAAAAAAAvA/5OrKl6cm4Zk/s400/IMG_2528.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580223117665441682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is showing off his chubby cheeks. And funny hair from taking a bath. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v96W68HfB4Q/TXDwDhOSO9I/AAAAAAAAAvI/G8Oe1tROHpk/s1600/IMG_2565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v96W68HfB4Q/TXDwDhOSO9I/AAAAAAAAAvI/G8Oe1tROHpk/s400/IMG_2565.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580223881560603602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So now that spring is here. I feel lighter on my feet. I feel sunshine in my heart! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The only bad thing about the warmer weather is that it foreshadows the even hotter weather that will come with summer. It was 80 degrees here on Monday and because I wasn't thinking, I did not wear sunscreen and on Tuesday I woke up with red tomato shoulders and arms! I would show you a picture of that but I will spare you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23MNCcaPAjg/TXDxlttNitI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ZRvElb78bNc/s1600/IMG_2553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-23MNCcaPAjg/TXDxlttNitI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/ZRvElb78bNc/s400/IMG_2553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580225568538725074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some mighty pine trees from my walk on Monday. This is for my friend Katie. We talked about Pine trees earlier this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CLuYM3tSWXE/TXDyceWrO4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/Ohurdl8kuss/s1600/IMG_2548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 391px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CLuYM3tSWXE/TXDyceWrO4I/AAAAAAAAAvY/Ohurdl8kuss/s400/IMG_2548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580226509310475138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's to spring and buds and blooms and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iCQ0vDAbF7s"&gt;shiny happy people&lt;/a&gt;. And for those of you who still have another month of winter. You will have to live vicariously through blogs :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3878950364713454109?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3878950364713454109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-has-arrived.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3878950364713454109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3878950364713454109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-has-arrived.html' title='Spring has arrived!'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7WfO_c5F7o/TXDsi7Rc84I/AAAAAAAAAuY/NzMLFwx0uHM/s72-c/IMG_2557.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-563856087817112405</id><published>2011-02-25T11:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T11:30:00.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnQM6aDMq9M/TWfZJZlfr1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/C7rjXXiCKK8/s1600/IMG_2468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnQM6aDMq9M/TWfZJZlfr1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/C7rjXXiCKK8/s400/IMG_2468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577665419031850834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;ready to take on the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMPDo4O9vts/TWfZEQOnwbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/f8qinQyFDKE/s1600/IMG_2452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QMPDo4O9vts/TWfZEQOnwbI/AAAAAAAAAuI/f8qinQyFDKE/s400/IMG_2452.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577665330620645810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You have a sweet and happy spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uj0Eiw5xiFc/TWfY9dzShwI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9IOawVfOrNw/s1600/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Uj0Eiw5xiFc/TWfY9dzShwI/AAAAAAAAAuA/9IOawVfOrNw/s400/IMG_2484.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577665214005020418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;True love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Samuel &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are 10 months old  and it seems like you are catching on and learning things exponentially faster each day! You pull up to stand on furniture and pretty much everything. You can crawl so fast that I can't leave the room for a nanosecond. You love bright lights, technology, the cats (wow do you love the cats!). You insist on feeding yourself if possible. If I try to bring a spoon to your mouth you will whack the spoon out of my hand faster than I can say "Sammy no!" You still have a smile that fills your entire face which in turn fills mine. You get frustrated when you want something you can't have and I'm sorry little guy, but this feeling is probably only going to get worse. You play with cars and tractors and make a "vrrroooom" noise as you play.  You learned how to put your little car down a ramp. Your dad and I were SO impressed. You also quack like a duck. It is so adorable might I add. You are drawn to cords and lights and miniscule objects on the floor which means I have to vacuum every day. You learned how to drink from a straw this month. You like smoothies and chocolate shakes from Chik-fil-a. You hate carrots. You love broccoli. You are so good on outings. You never complain as long as you are fed (must take after me). You love the angel magnet on the fridge and the new owl cookie jar your dad bought for me. The weather has been so nice that you have been able to explore the great outside world. You tried to eat a stick and some grass the other day. My world revolves around you and I don't mind one bit. I look forward to each new month and exploring the world with you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you to pieces little Sammy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Mom&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/2261581917009485988-563856087817112405?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/563856087817112405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/10-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/563856087817112405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/563856087817112405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/10-months.html' title='10 Months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FnQM6aDMq9M/TWfZJZlfr1I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/C7rjXXiCKK8/s72-c/IMG_2468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-9056985741744178329</id><published>2011-02-03T07:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T13:42:31.910-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Decor'/><title type='text'>Thursday Things: Pastels</title><content type='html'>I am so happy to bring back "Thursday Things" to my blog. It is a compilation of "things" I have noticed on the internet throughout the week that I would like to share with you! Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUlhNbARVVI/AAAAAAAAAts/7S7UU3P5ek8/s1600/milkglass%2Bimage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUlhNbARVVI/AAAAAAAAAts/7S7UU3P5ek8/s400/milkglass%2Bimage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569089297435415890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Milk glass is one of my secret obsessions. I wish I had a whole collection of vases and creamy mugs to drink from. These are some I found on Etsy that I am pining for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1.  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/65629312/reserved-hazel-atlas-turquoise-crinoline?ref=sr_gallery_32&amp;amp;ga_search_query=milk%2Bglass%2Bturquoise&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage"&gt;JaditeKate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/65629312/reserved-hazel-atlas-turquoise-crinoline?ref=sr_gallery_32&amp;amp;ga_search_query=milk%2Bglass%2Bturquoise&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage"&gt; MissMossy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/67236619/vintage-milk-glass-pedestal-bowl?ref=sr_gallery_15&amp;amp;ga_search_query=milk%2Bglass&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage&amp;amp;ga_shopname=Kschulz&amp;amp;ga_page=2"&gt;Retropop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/66882177/fenton-green-pastel-glass-compote-with?ref=sr_gallery_7&amp;amp;ga_search_query=milk%2Bglass%2Bturquoise&amp;amp;ga_search_type=vintage"&gt;BarkingSandsVintage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUgmTM-AjlI/AAAAAAAAAtM/fROCjaU0wK0/s1600/creative%2Bthursday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 358px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUgmTM-AjlI/AAAAAAAAAtM/fROCjaU0wK0/s400/creative%2Bthursday.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568743050584297042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next up is Creative Thursday's adorable prints. I plan to purchase some when I have a little girl someday. Whenever I lack inspiration I always visit her blog. I think she has magical powers or something! You can visit her blog &lt;a href="http://creativethursday.typepad.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://creativethursday.typepad.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUgVRc5RRuI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5bnulmDZwFw/s1600/painted%2Bsilverware.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUgVRc5RRuI/AAAAAAAAAtE/5bnulmDZwFw/s400/painted%2Bsilverware.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568724328801978082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Next is this awesome painted silverware. And for the life of me I can't find the link for the blog that I first saw this on! You know how you are reading a blog you like and then you see another blog in the sidebar that catches your eye so you click on it? That's what I did and I saved this picture but I forgot to save the link. So I apologize. I like these retro colors though. They are really snazzy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is it for Thursday things. Have a great day and remember that tomorrow is Friday and that is exciting in and of itself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-9056985741744178329?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/9056985741744178329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/thursday-things-pastels.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/9056985741744178329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/9056985741744178329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/thursday-things-pastels.html' title='Thursday Things: Pastels'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUlhNbARVVI/AAAAAAAAAts/7S7UU3P5ek8/s72-c/milkglass%2Bimage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5553779272175307614</id><published>2011-02-01T10:53:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T10:59:39.915-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Gift idea</title><content type='html'>To anyone out there who is looking for a gift idea for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6666;"&gt;Valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUg7qhXopaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8LGgni8PdJI/s1600/monogrammed%2Bbird%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUg7qhXopaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8LGgni8PdJI/s400/monogrammed%2Bbird%2B.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568766540941665698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a Bird on a Cup painting by yours truly. I can add any letter to the cup that you wish. I can paint any bird that you like &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; it is an &lt;b&gt;original&lt;/b&gt; work of art that you will have &lt;b&gt;forever&lt;/b&gt; and ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just head over to my &lt;a href="http://www.kschulz.etsy.com/"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt; for purchase. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks and have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5553779272175307614?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5553779272175307614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/gift-idea.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5553779272175307614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5553779272175307614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/gift-idea.html' title='Gift idea'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUg7qhXopaI/AAAAAAAAAtk/8LGgni8PdJI/s72-c/monogrammed%2Bbird%2B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7088628572869610279</id><published>2011-02-01T09:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T09:40:44.226-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A moment from our weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUgo-GH4XpI/AAAAAAAAAtc/QBTuhci2HH8/s1600/sammyandaddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUgo-GH4XpI/AAAAAAAAAtc/QBTuhci2HH8/s400/sammyandaddy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568745986504285842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nothing melts a mother's heart more than seeing this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were looking at the geese outside. I was looking at them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love my boys oh so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-7088628572869610279?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7088628572869610279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/moment-from-our-weekend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7088628572869610279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7088628572869610279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/02/moment-from-our-weekend.html' title='A moment from our weekend'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUgo-GH4XpI/AAAAAAAAAtc/QBTuhci2HH8/s72-c/sammyandaddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5144140489569976714</id><published>2011-01-28T08:36:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T09:07:48.429-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>What is holding you back?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TULat4y3KhI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IoTH9yljAeg/s1600/flow%2Bsmall%2Bfile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TULat4y3KhI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IoTH9yljAeg/s400/flow%2Bsmall%2Bfile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567252571258038802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am writing this post for anyone out there who feels blocked from their creativity. I get this feeling a lot as a mom. I get all these great ideas in the back of my mind for things I want to make and then as the day goes on I get stuck in the routine and tasks of daily life and these ideas stay merely ideas. Sometimes I get some time to myself and sometimes I just want to do NOTHING. This has also been a roadblock. Then I will read some other creative mom blogs who have 5 kids, keep up 3 blogs, exercise daily, grocery shop, work from home, and still find time to paint and create beautiful things and I'm left feeling extremely inadequate. Does this ever happen to you? Do you have any tips for when you feel unmotivated or stuck?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess the trick is to stop coming up with excuses when I have time and to just make something. Even if it is just getting my watercolors out and playing rather than creating some grand miraculous work of art. I made the above screen saver/wallpaper as a reminder to myself. If you would like a copy for free just send me an email :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and I made this little painting yesterday and it is for sale in my shop now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TULa52KSb6I/AAAAAAAAAs8/TF7IYxGIap8/s1600/IMG_2352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TULa52KSb6I/AAAAAAAAAs8/TF7IYxGIap8/s400/IMG_2352.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567252776709418914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoping you can let your creativity flow today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5144140489569976714?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5144140489569976714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-is-holding-you-back.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5144140489569976714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5144140489569976714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/what-is-holding-you-back.html' title='What is holding you back?'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TULat4y3KhI/AAAAAAAAAs0/IoTH9yljAeg/s72-c/flow%2Bsmall%2Bfile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6444014200685652513</id><published>2011-01-27T07:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T08:38:36.137-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUGDPv7n5fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/8ZmNolhM1ww/s1600/IMG_2282%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUGDPv7n5fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/8ZmNolhM1ww/s400/IMG_2282%2Bcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566874920994465266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUFF does not make your life any happier in the BUT&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a smile like this does.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was watching the oprah show on happiness this morning and I wasn't surprised to learn that the thing that makes for a much happier life is interaction with other humans!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to say that going out for lunch or going for a walk with with a friend can boost my happiness a lot more than going shopping alone or sitting at home and watching TV (I do have my shows don't get me wrong :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also on the show they found that the people who had more interaction at work rated their lives happier than people with less; So, special ed teachers, travel agents, clergy members, and  fire fighters were found to be some of the "happiest" people.  These people only make around $50,000 a year (at the most!) so it proves that making bucket loads of money does not make you any happier. I do believe you need enough money for food, shelter, mobility, and recreation. Not having basic needs would make your life more stressful and would lower your happiness level. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most important happiness factor is making meaningful connections with people. This got me thinking that I would love to know the people who read my blog better. So if you don't mind say hi if you want through a comment or even an email. I would like to get to know you better! I know I have not been a regular poster and this is something I want to work on. Finding time has been difficult for this first time mom! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2261581917009485988-6444014200685652513?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6444014200685652513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/stuff-does-not-make-your-life-any.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6444014200685652513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6444014200685652513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/stuff-does-not-make-your-life-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TUGDPv7n5fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/8ZmNolhM1ww/s72-c/IMG_2282%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6101575059721015544</id><published>2011-01-18T09:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T13:46:30.418-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>9 Months *</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TTc_ahfNnKI/AAAAAAAAAsc/vz2Xltphw4I/s1600/168698_1536692976551_1211665672_31141265_5686391_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TTc_ahfNnKI/AAAAAAAAAsc/vz2Xltphw4I/s400/168698_1536692976551_1211665672_31141265_5686391_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563985589537971362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sammy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have turned 9 months old this past weekend and I can hardly wrap my mind around it. From 8 to 9 months there are so many new things you have learned and accomplished like: crawling, trying to share your sippy cup with me, pulling up onto your knees, opening dresser drawers, trying to use a spoon with help, brushing your teeth (with help) , sprouting two more teeth (for a total of 6), and trying to pick up and eat the tiniest of crumbs and scraps off the floor. Your dad and I talk about you after you have gone to sleep at night about how much we "like" you. You are such a fun kid already! You dad jokes that he is going to go wake you up because he misses you and wants to play with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; How do you have this effect on us? It is a combination of the following I think:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; your captivating smile, the adorable giggle when I make your stuffed animals talk to you, it is the dimples on your hands where eventually knuckles will be, it is the smell of your sweet head, it is the look of wonder on your face when you see something new, and it is the warmth of your little 20 lb 8oz body I feel while rocking you at night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you Sammy :) God has surely blessed us more than we deserve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-6101575059721015544?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6101575059721015544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/9-months.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6101575059721015544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6101575059721015544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/9-months.html' title='9 Months *'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TTc_ahfNnKI/AAAAAAAAAsc/vz2Xltphw4I/s72-c/168698_1536692976551_1211665672_31141265_5686391_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5919212802102684925</id><published>2011-01-05T09:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T09:31:49.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2011</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking a lot about what I would like my life to look like in 2011. Then I remembered that a lot of the events and happenings in our lives really aren't in our control to begin with. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some things that I can control like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finding an even deeper connection to God and finding a church family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Striving to be an even better wife and mother&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finding more time for painting/decorating/crafting/cooking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Creating more traditions in my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simplifying my home (starting with the coat closet today)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2010 was a fantastic year! The best part was giving birth to the sweetest baby boy in the entire world. I adore him. My husband and I were just talking about how it is going to be hard for us as he gets older to discipline him because he is just so darn fun, funny, and cute and it's like we just want him to be our little pal! Oh dear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is not a very well thought out post. I am tired today but I really wanted to blog. So it is what it is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you had a wonderful 2010 and I wish you an even better 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS:  I will post a pic later when I can find my camera and cord!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5919212802102684925?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5919212802102684925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5919212802102684925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5919212802102684925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html' title='Hello 2011'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4392891949773801798</id><published>2010-12-19T10:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T10:30:24.696-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>8 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TQ4zDbtTEPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/otaOkkg2yA0/s1600/IMG_5367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TQ4zDbtTEPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/otaOkkg2yA0/s400/IMG_5367.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552431524664774898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sammy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You turned 8 months old on the 15th and you are even more amazing than ever! You have 3 teeth and one more about to break through. They all came in at the same time a few weeks ago. This has made for some trying nights, but with a little tylenol and orajel you seem to be coping well. You can also army crawl. The very first thing you "crawled" after was a yellow ball. You love balls, remotes, cat tails, stuffed animals, putting things in your mouth, being tickled, being tossed in the air, and watching jeopardy. You are also getting a mind of your own and never want to take naps! You are very "attached" to me, and reach for me when you are upset. You love playing with your daddy, especially when he gets home from work. You love to touch his whiskers and teeth. You are such a fun and happy baby and we couldn't be more in love. Here's to 8 months! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4392891949773801798?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4392891949773801798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/12/8-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4392891949773801798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4392891949773801798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/12/8-months.html' title='8 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TQ4zDbtTEPI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/otaOkkg2yA0/s72-c/IMG_5367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2857238003897085716</id><published>2010-11-29T06:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T07:40:17.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TPOs9AwgwKI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NrDmAaoJIhY/s1600/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TPOs9AwgwKI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NrDmAaoJIhY/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544965730398683298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So thankful :) Sammy at 1 week old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We enjoyed a nice long quiet Thanksgiving weekend here in our little apartment. We live far away from our families so we did not have a huge spread of food, but I did make a ham, mashed potatoes and green bean casserole (my favorite). We also had left over ice cream cake from my birthday last Tuesday which is always delicious! To say that I am thankful this year is an understatement. I am so blessed to have a wonderful husband and a healthy baby and I just feel so content with my life right now. I hope you all had a wonderful thanksgiving and that your bellies are full and happy. I know I need to get out and do some walking this week to make up for my over-indulging. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are still looking for a little holiday gift I am offering a 10% discount in my shop for the next 3 days. All you have to do is enter the code THANKFUL at checkout. Have a great cyber-monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2857238003897085716?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2857238003897085716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2857238003897085716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2857238003897085716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TPOs9AwgwKI/AAAAAAAAAsI/NrDmAaoJIhY/s72-c/IMG_0083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-1355765864921162773</id><published>2010-11-24T06:55:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T07:22:46.183-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><title type='text'>Putting it out there</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TO0QzZMHImI/AAAAAAAAAr4/r9UT27NnPQ8/s1600/snowy-woods-wallpapers_12185_1600x1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TO0QzZMHImI/AAAAAAAAAr4/r9UT27NnPQ8/s400/snowy-woods-wallpapers_12185_1600x1200.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543105191484007010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to live way up north in the woods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In a cozy home with a front porch and swing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with a real fireplace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Where my kids can run around outside all day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and explore the land &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A place where there is enough land for my husband to ride four-wheelers and snow-mobiles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and hunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want my kids to know how to build a tree fort and to skip rocks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a real christmas tree every year &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want my kids to know God, to have moral values and character, and to appreciate life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a garden in the summer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with veggies and flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a home where playing games and singing songs is the norm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to relearn how to play the piano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a creative space where my kids and I can paint and make things all day long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't have too be big&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or fancy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't even need to live close to a mall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's what shopping on the internet is for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to live closer to our families&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so my kids know their grandparents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want more kids eventually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want a big hill to ride sleds down in the winter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want my husband to find a job that pays enough for us to do this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and a job that makes him happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this may be a lot to want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but I do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and I am putting it out there in hopes that it will come true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-1355765864921162773?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1355765864921162773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/putting-it-out-there.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1355765864921162773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1355765864921162773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/putting-it-out-there.html' title='Putting it out there'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TO0QzZMHImI/AAAAAAAAAr4/r9UT27NnPQ8/s72-c/snowy-woods-wallpapers_12185_1600x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5592998240561820858</id><published>2010-11-23T08:09:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T08:25:49.672-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Make It</title><content type='html'>...they will come :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was pleasantly surprised to see that I had made two sales last night in my shop. It just reinforces the idea that if you are making things that you believe in, success is just around the corner. I sold my little bird on a cup painting and an owl print. I have about ten ideas in my head for new little paintings, I just lack the time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also my baby has learned that he can roll around on the floor to get the things he wants. He is becoming so aware of his surroundings that he will not nap during the day! He thinks it is play time all day long. Seriously, I put him down for a nap in his crib yesterday (he was clearly tired), but he spent an entire hour babbling, yelling, rolling around, and still did not sleep. Also when he sees one of the cats he squeals at them which sends them running! It truly is fun to see his excitement for life. He is all smiles for most the day which makes his momma smile too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOvOGTZ7iSI/AAAAAAAAArw/SMUF99lDm4g/s1600/IMG_5278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOvOGTZ7iSI/AAAAAAAAArw/SMUF99lDm4g/s400/IMG_5278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542750374093097250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I think I will go pour myself a cup of coffee with peppermint mocha creamer and sketch out a painting. It is my birthday today and I am going to make the most of it. I am one year older, one year wiser (maybe), and one year closer to becoming an even cooler person right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5592998240561820858?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5592998240561820858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-you-make-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5592998240561820858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5592998240561820858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/if-you-make-it.html' title='If You Make It'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOvOGTZ7iSI/AAAAAAAAArw/SMUF99lDm4g/s72-c/IMG_5278.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8784868019064997768</id><published>2010-11-20T12:44:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T15:06:36.429-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>What is it about Owls?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOgXU5Hf1cI/AAAAAAAAArA/oxrln3ouYgA/s1600/IMG_5301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 321px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOgXU5Hf1cI/AAAAAAAAArA/oxrln3ouYgA/s400/IMG_5301.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541704989176485314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Newly painted and in my &lt;a href="http://www.kschulz.etsy.com/"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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;Owls are cool. They have been in style for a while now.  I like to paint them. I like to see them. Here are some cute owl-y things I've found on the net. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOgYLWCmKVI/AAAAAAAAArI/asPOuVH7uzM/s1600/il_570xN.140170190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOgYLWCmKVI/AAAAAAAAArI/asPOuVH7uzM/s400/il_570xN.140170190.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541705924653492562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; This little orange owl family by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/45639239/orange-owl-family-ceramic-plaster-enamel?ref=sr_gallery_17&amp;amp;ga_search_query=orange+ceramic+owl&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=2&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;includes%5B0%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B1%5D=title&amp;amp;filter%5B0%5D=handmade"&gt;Pirdy&lt;/a&gt; on etsy. I can picture them sitting on a little shelf along with some cute artwork. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOghVvFtppI/AAAAAAAAArQ/5FgP_uPAvvg/s1600/il_570xN.194884349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOghVvFtppI/AAAAAAAAArQ/5FgP_uPAvvg/s400/il_570xN.194884349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541715998780794514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This pretty antique inspired owl ring by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62420482/antique-owl-ring-free-worldwide-shipping?ref=sr_gallery_10&amp;amp;ga_search_query=vintage+owl+rings&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;includes%5B0%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B1%5D=title&amp;amp;filter%5B0%5D=handmade"&gt;beautyspot &lt;/a&gt;on etsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOgs6wewVHI/AAAAAAAAArY/h4_ablsWoRw/s1600/il_570xN.193411579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOgs6wewVHI/AAAAAAAAArY/h4_ablsWoRw/s400/il_570xN.193411579.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541728729437328498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3.  Tis the season to put some owls on your tree. Made by the &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/61978279/adopt-a-friendly-owl-or-tree-felt-plush?ref=sr_gallery_7&amp;amp;ga_search_query=stuffed+owls&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=5&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;includes%5B0%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B1%5D=title&amp;amp;filter%5B0%5D=handmade"&gt;pinkperch.&lt;/a&gt; This shop also has lots of cute mobiles. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOg2wFuJ9bI/AAAAAAAAAro/YMkuhj0IWgU/s1600/il_570xN.195037196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOg2wFuJ9bI/AAAAAAAAAro/YMkuhj0IWgU/s400/il_570xN.195037196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541739541276784050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can picture these bookends by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62465561/sale-2-woodland-forest-friends-bookend?ref=sr_gallery_1&amp;amp;ga_search_query=owl+bookends&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;order=&amp;amp;includes%5B0%5D=tags&amp;amp;includes%5B1%5D=title&amp;amp;filter%5B0%5D=handmade"&gt;graphicspaceswoods&lt;/a&gt; in a kids room or home library/office. I also love the books in this photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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;That's all for now. Thanks for stopping by!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8784868019064997768?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8784868019064997768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-is-it-about-owls.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8784868019064997768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8784868019064997768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-is-it-about-owls.html' title='What is it about Owls?'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOgXU5Hf1cI/AAAAAAAAArA/oxrln3ouYgA/s72-c/IMG_5301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4302252610938063870</id><published>2010-11-19T09:12:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T09:53:48.803-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='etsy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>I found the time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62335847/bird-on-a-cup-original-watercolor"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOaVoQ-qsAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/T_QGKBYHHDU/s1600/birdcup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOaVoQ-qsAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/T_QGKBYHHDU/s400/birdcup.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541280910511091714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since becoming a momma I haven't found the time or motivation to get out my art supplies until this week! I am proud to say that I have listed some new small originals in my &lt;a href="http://www.kschulz.etsy.com/"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;! My hope is that I can try to do one painting a day while Sammy takes his long nap. Of course there are about a million other things I should be doing while he naps like laundry, cleaning toilets, taking a shower, etc.  but it really has been fun to paint again. I like using watercolors because they are easy to get out, easy to clean up, and they do not take up too much space on my kitchen table. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am excited because it is Friday and that means my husband gets to be with us all weekend. During the work week it seems that we don't see much of each other because by the time he gets home and we have dinner we are both tired and always go to bed early. The weather is beautiful here so I am sure we will get out and enjoy a walk on one of the trails. Maybe we will do a little decorating for Christmas, although I would like to wait until Thanksgiving has passed. I feel it deserves it's own celebration without Christmas getting in the way :) I hope you have a super weekend too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4302252610938063870?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4302252610938063870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-found-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4302252610938063870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4302252610938063870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-found-time.html' title='I found the time'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOaVoQ-qsAI/AAAAAAAAAq4/T_QGKBYHHDU/s72-c/birdcup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5669822185012167386</id><published>2010-11-16T09:13:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T15:39:03.456-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><title type='text'>7 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOL58VGEYvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/BbWTWmP7LcE/s1600/7months.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOL58VGEYvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/BbWTWmP7LcE/s400/7months.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540265306469196530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are 7 months old as of yesterday. How can this be? You are such a delightful little boy. Your dad and I ask ourselves out loud to each other every day "How did we get so lucky?" We are so lucky to have a healthy beautiful happy baby boy. You now say da da da da quite frequently and your dad thinks you are talking about him. You are ticklish on your toes, armpits, hips, and chin. You love to play peekaboo and pull hard on cat ears. You roll all around the floor (not crawling yet). You still wake up a lot at night....you know it is ok if you want to sleep the entire night. I really won't mind. You love laser lights, candle light, tastes of ice cream, me, being tossed into the air, meeting people, and drinking from a grown up cup. I marvel at you just as much today as I did the day you were born. We love you so very much little Sammy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps..i will post a picture later today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5669822185012167386?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5669822185012167386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/7-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5669822185012167386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5669822185012167386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/11/7-months.html' title='7 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TOL58VGEYvI/AAAAAAAAAqo/BbWTWmP7LcE/s72-c/7months.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-1240200043148971706</id><published>2010-10-19T08:06:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T14:22:51.969-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Making the most of your mornings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TMCSBuyhabI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Yvi-IjFsnLE/s1600/IMG_5246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TMCSBuyhabI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Yvi-IjFsnLE/s400/IMG_5246.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530580900848429490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you spend your mornings?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My little one wakes me up between 6:30 -7 am with squeals and laughter. When he gets up, he is ready to PLAY. Momma on the other hand is not a morning person until she gets her coffee. In fact, my husband won't even attempt a conversation with me until I have a cup of coffee in my hand. It's a bad addiction I suppose, but I love my &lt;a href="http://www.dunkindonuts.com/"&gt;coffee&lt;/a&gt;. I really wish I was more of a morning person because I want to greet my husband and baby with a smile in the morning rather than a grumpy squinty-eyed face. So I have decided to take on a challenge called &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/2010/09/hello-mornings-the-maximize-your-mornings-challenge/"&gt;Maximize Your Mornings&lt;/a&gt; over at a blog called &lt;a href="http://inspiredtoaction.com/"&gt;Inspired To Action&lt;/a&gt;. The focus of the challenge is to make the most of your mornings whether that means devoting time to prayer, exercise, or making lists to plan for your day. For me, this is a great idea because since becoming a mother it has been difficult to find time for myself during the day.  It is also a great way for me to set aside time to really acknowledge and thank God for all the wonderful blessings in my life! This will hopefully put me in a good mood so that I can be a fun and happy wife and momma. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first goal is to wake up 15 minutes earlier than I normally do to devote some time to reading the bible and prayer. By getting up early I hope to gain some kind of focus for the day and to set myself and my family up for success.  Of course there is a chance that I will press snooze, but hopefully not. I will keep you posted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-1240200043148971706?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1240200043148971706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/making-most-of-your-mornings.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1240200043148971706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1240200043148971706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/making-most-of-your-mornings.html' title='Making the most of your mornings'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TMCSBuyhabI/AAAAAAAAAqg/Yvi-IjFsnLE/s72-c/IMG_5246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6400684431905169994</id><published>2010-10-18T06:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T06:55:31.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TLw1ndeuOHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4pV-lB_L-fQ/s1600/IMG_5217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TLw1ndeuOHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4pV-lB_L-fQ/s400/IMG_5217.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529353394548783218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sammy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You turned &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;6 months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; young on Friday and of course you continue to amaze me. I took this photo of you and it surprised me  how much you have changed over this past month. You can now roll both ways. I never thought you would roll from back to belly, but you finally did and it was so fun to watch! You can sit up for a little while unassisted but usually you topple over. Yesterday I didn't catch you on time and you bonked your little head on the floor. I felt so bad! You seemed more shocked than hurt and all I had to do was sing the song "Sammy Baby" which is actually the oldie "Sherry Baby"  with your name replacing Sherry and you started to smile SO big. You are not close to crawling yet, but I don't mind. I hear it gets harder once babies get mobile and I have not done any baby-proofing of the apartment yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have changed so much, yet when you sleep you look the same as when you first came home. You have the same peaceful beautiful face. I am obsessed with kissing your chubby thighs, belly, and cheeks. I seriously wish I could bottle up your smell and soft skin so I can always remember it. You are ticklish under your chin, on your back, and on your thighs. You are so very happy and joyful and it makes me think God sends us babies to remind us to laugh more and not take life so seriously. I cannot thank HIM enough for giving me the best gift ever! You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Always, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-6400684431905169994?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6400684431905169994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/6-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6400684431905169994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6400684431905169994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/6-months.html' title='6 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TLw1ndeuOHI/AAAAAAAAAqU/4pV-lB_L-fQ/s72-c/IMG_5217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6717587044969812338</id><published>2010-10-04T10:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T11:03:13.674-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><title type='text'>We like each other</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKn6oJiwlWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ZIzqLE78Thk/s1600/IMG_2014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKn6oJiwlWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ZIzqLE78Thk/s400/IMG_2014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524221985610044770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; A lot :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I went through Sammy's drawers and cleaned out the clothes he has outgrown once again. It makes me sad when I have to make room for the "bigger" clothes. It makes me wonder if I'm being too sentimental or if every mother has these feelings? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:georgia;font-size:medium;"&gt;I guess I will just have to have another baby when Samuel gets too big ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I really like being a mom. I feel like I really fit into this role, this new phase of my life. My husband said it's like I was meant to be a mother. That makes me happy. But there are also other parts of my life that I miss and that I need to work into my schedule again. I haven't made much art, and it is hard to get myself out on the running trails some days. This will come with time but for right now I really don't mind spending every waking moment with this little sweetheart. Time really does go by WAY too fast. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2261581917009485988-6717587044969812338?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6717587044969812338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-like-each-other.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6717587044969812338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6717587044969812338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/10/we-like-each-other.html' title='We like each other'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKn6oJiwlWI/AAAAAAAAAqM/ZIzqLE78Thk/s72-c/IMG_2014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5153071297217053846</id><published>2010-09-30T09:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T13:31:28.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Happy Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKTTNSNWDWI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Kbi1Jdfsizo/s1600/IMG_5175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKTTNSNWDWI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Kbi1Jdfsizo/s400/IMG_5175.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522771268242640226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I live in North Carolina. I am originally from Minnesota where the fall weather shows itself much earlier. Last week it was still in the 90's here and I was miserable. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate warm summer days, but it is the end of September and the Minnesota blood in me is calling for some crisp fall air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;So yesterday was the first day that it was "cool" enough to celebrate the start of fall! It was the perfect day: cold (70 degrees), dreary (always a good fall indicator), and raining (bonus!). So I packed up Sammy and we headed to the mall to find a good fall candle to burn all day. We were in luck because Bath and Body had a 2/20$ candle sale and I purchased a few yummy caramel apple candles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I also cooked my first pot roast of the season in the crock pot with potatoes and carrots. The husband was pleasantly surprised by the aroma filling the house when he got home. I highly recommend making one. All I do is: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1. Coat the roast in flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2. Brown it on all sides with some oil in the frying pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;3. Chop 2 potatoes and a bunch of carrots ( I love cooked carrots) into large pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;4. Add veggies to the bottom of the crock pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;5. Put roast on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;6. Mix lipton onion soup mix with 3/4 cup of water and pour over roast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;7. Cook on low for 8 hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;8. Enjoy Yummy tender roast and delectable veggies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*         *         *        *       *       *          *        *      *       *       *       *        *        *       *        *        *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Because I adore fall and I adore blogs especially blogs that teach you how to make/do something, I decided to make a fall banner to make the home feel even more festive. I got the idea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayamade.blogspot.com/2008/08/newspaper-bunting-tutorial.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; It was easy, cheap and I already had all the materials. The tutorial uses newspaper, but I had lots of pretty scrap book pages to use up, so that's what I used. The possibilities are endless. So here is my Happy Fall banner.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKTThbj9pcI/AAAAAAAAAp8/vTD744pfhwA/s1600/IMG_5159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKTThbj9pcI/AAAAAAAAAp8/vTD744pfhwA/s400/IMG_5159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522771614350812610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Sammy is just hanging out while I made a mess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKTTo46xyoI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4N51dqOp884/s1600/IMG_5173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKTTo46xyoI/AAAAAAAAAqE/4N51dqOp884/s400/IMG_5173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522771742490217090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Here it is! Bad lighting and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Hope you are having Happy Fall Ya'll&lt;/span&gt;&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/2261581917009485988-5153071297217053846?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5153071297217053846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-fall.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5153071297217053846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5153071297217053846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-fall.html' title='A Happy Fall'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKTTNSNWDWI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Kbi1Jdfsizo/s72-c/IMG_5175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3345069077171371028</id><published>2010-09-28T09:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:12:19.701-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toys'/><title type='text'>Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just thought you might want to see how we entertain ourselves on a daily basis....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet "Whirly Bird" My mom aka Grandma Barb named him/her when she came to visit a month ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKISxIuqTbI/AAAAAAAAApc/dmNYFBmTliU/s1600/IMG_2048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKISxIuqTbI/AAAAAAAAApc/dmNYFBmTliU/s400/IMG_2048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521996728475733426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Samuel's most FAVorite toy. I say Sammy, here comes.....WHIRLY BIRD! And he shrieks in delight. I don't know when babies actually start to belly laugh. Mine seems to scream or yell when he is happy. Anyways, if you know anyone who is going to have a baby, whirly bird is a gem to have. His actual name by the way (on the tag) is Jacque the Peacock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other things my little Sam likes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKIS_O5GW1I/AAAAAAAAApk/tn2kz03vBDM/s1600/IMG_2042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKIS_O5GW1I/AAAAAAAAApk/tn2kz03vBDM/s400/IMG_2042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521996970648296274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy "Monster Man"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I sing the song Macho Man but replace those words with Monster Man. He was a gift from my husband's aunt Karlene. Sammy likes to chew on his horns. And he makes a yuck face when the fur gets in his mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKITPevWB_I/AAAAAAAAAps/RKuvLAo6dwQ/s1600/IMG_2041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKITPevWB_I/AAAAAAAAAps/RKuvLAo6dwQ/s400/IMG_2041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521997249780254706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This crazy contraption is called a jumperoo. Sammy was very confused the first time I put him in it. But now he is thoroughly amused by it :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is all for now. I'm hoping to post more often :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3345069077171371028?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3345069077171371028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/toys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3345069077171371028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3345069077171371028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/toys.html' title='Toys'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKISxIuqTbI/AAAAAAAAApc/dmNYFBmTliU/s72-c/IMG_2048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4134140227670351901</id><published>2010-09-27T08:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T08:30:12.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKCbt3wrcDI/AAAAAAAAApM/jKyCfmKE4ds/s1600/IMG_5043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKCbt3wrcDI/AAAAAAAAApM/jKyCfmKE4ds/s400/IMG_5043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521584355520770098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Sammy&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are over 5 months old now. My heart still fills up when you smile and talk to me. I am so darn lucky. You grasp things regularly and when I carry you around you reach out at the things you want to touch. You love your daddy. When he comes through the door from work, I say "Daddy's HOME!" and the smile you make fills your entire face. You are showing interest in the food we eat now. Soon enough you will be starting solids and sitting on your own and maybe you will even crawl soon? :) You love the soft books that auntie Katie sent you. She sends us lots of awesome things like shoes and books and jammies. You moved up to size 3 diapers. This is a big deal. You are growing so fast! I love the rolls on your thighs and how your cheeks are filling out so well ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKCcC51ZJiI/AAAAAAAAApU/os9PEdiT4O8/s1600/IMG_5142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKCcC51ZJiI/AAAAAAAAApU/os9PEdiT4O8/s400/IMG_5142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521584716854666786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today it is raining and you and I slept in. It hasn't rained here in about a month. It was so nice. Then when you decided it was time to get up we played with your little bumble bee rattle and practiced sitting up. You drool a lot and when I kiss you I get slobber on my face, but I  don't care. I love your sweet baby drool. I never knew I would like being a mom so much. I hope I can have more babies just like you someday, but different because there is only one you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh one more thing I need to tell you. This weekend your dad and I ran a 5K race and he won a prize for being the first person to finish with a stroller! You made us 10 bucks this weekend! Awesome huh? We hope you will love to run like us someday. Ok little boy, you are awake from your nap and it's time to PLAY again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love Always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4134140227670351901?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4134140227670351901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/5-months.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4134140227670351901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4134140227670351901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/09/5-months.html' title='5 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TKCbt3wrcDI/AAAAAAAAApM/jKyCfmKE4ds/s72-c/IMG_5043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4292610617068297898</id><published>2010-08-16T07:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T08:47:55.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TGlBeqKWbtI/AAAAAAAAAo8/L3tPuw-JzfI/s1600/photo-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TGlBeqKWbtI/AAAAAAAAAo8/L3tPuw-JzfI/s400/photo-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506004014406725330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I write this you are asleep little boy. You are four months old now which is quite an amazing feat! You are 1/3 of a year old which is crazy to me because I can still picture your tiny newborn face and I can still remember what it was like to have you all curled up on my chest with your little head tucked under my chin. I remember bringing you home from the hospital and crying out of pure happiness and amazement while watching you sleep. So precious. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are not so tiny anymore. Being nearly 16 pounds and able to hold up your body weight when I hang onto your hands, I know you are one step closer to being mobile. I love your little personality and your gummy smiles that never end.  Even when I am feeling a little grumpy, just hearing you squeal and laugh is enough to get me out of my funk. I am amazed at how you can grasp things and bring them to your mouth. You can even grasp your pacifier and eventually turn it around the right way until it fits into your mouth. You are learning things so fast and part of me wants to slow it down but I know that would be selfish....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So keep learning my little boy, and don't slow down for me. You are amazing and you should keep on going, full speed ahead!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4292610617068297898?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4292610617068297898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/08/4-months.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4292610617068297898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4292610617068297898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/08/4-months.html' title='4 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TGlBeqKWbtI/AAAAAAAAAo8/L3tPuw-JzfI/s72-c/photo-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4757213792783661943</id><published>2010-07-15T12:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T12:26:35.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD9ElkHB9dI/AAAAAAAAAo0/P5CJq0bAUBQ/s1600/Schultz50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD9ElkHB9dI/AAAAAAAAAo0/P5CJq0bAUBQ/s400/Schultz50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494185482554308050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Photo taken at 2 weeks old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is your 3 month birthday! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up around 7 am and had breakfast (you nursed I had oatmeal squares cereal). Then we laid in bed together while I read Goodnight Little One to you. I suppose I need a book titled Good Morning Little One so you don't get confused! Then I held you on my lap while I made ridiculous noises at you in efforts to make you laugh. You gave me one big squeal-like laugh and that was good enough for me :) Next we walked around the house and talked to the cats. You seem to show more of an interest in them lately. We laid down on the bed again to talk and coo. Finally your eyes got heavy and red and it was time for a nap. I held you close to me while your eyes slowly drifted and all I could think to myself was wow how did I get so lucky.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you stinker pants :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4757213792783661943?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4757213792783661943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-months.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4757213792783661943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4757213792783661943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-months.html' title='3 months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD9ElkHB9dI/AAAAAAAAAo0/P5CJq0bAUBQ/s72-c/Schultz50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3819608612123940091</id><published>2010-07-14T07:53:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T08:49:33.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Wearing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD2_RICwZHI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ZETD-jbKMlk/s1600/wearing+sam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD2_RICwZHI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ZETD-jbKMlk/s400/wearing+sam.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493757421399598194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is me and my little guy in the&lt;a href="http://www.sleepywrap.com/"&gt; sleepy wrap&lt;/a&gt; :) He hates being in it when he is facing me, but loves facing out so he can see the world! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you know that baby wearing goes waaaay back? I bet even Jesus was worn by his mother. Women around the world wear their babies so that they can keep their babies safe and close to them while they go about their daily tasks. Today I got up, put on my sleepy wrap, put baby in wrap, went to make a pot of coffee, popped in some cinnamon swirl toast, ate toast, took a stroll outside to get the mail, checked my email, cleaned up kitchen, and then decided to take baby out so I could drink my coffee (drinking coffee or any hot beverage while baby is attached would be a terrible idea). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why I like wearing baby:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. He can learn about the world at eye-level rather than laying on the floor or being in a bouncer all day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. It saves my arms. Sammy loves being held and walked around. This can get tiresome, so wearing him is much more comfortable for us both.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. It looks cool. I love seeing other moms wear their babies! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. He loves being close to me and seeing all the action!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I can still do household chores and feel like I am not ignoring him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's my two cents on baby wearing. Have a great day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD3AJvt9xMI/AAAAAAAAAoc/BxUcZzWgCz8/s1600/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 36px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD3AJvt9xMI/AAAAAAAAAoc/BxUcZzWgCz8/s200/banner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493758394122486978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3819608612123940091?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3819608612123940091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-wearing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3819608612123940091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3819608612123940091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-wearing.html' title='Baby Wearing'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TD2_RICwZHI/AAAAAAAAAoU/ZETD-jbKMlk/s72-c/wearing+sam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-1766229369222136158</id><published>2010-07-08T06:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T08:32:10.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding my way'/><title type='text'>On Motherhood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TDXTDWk40cI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ksoBfUEl5tI/s1600/IMG_1820.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width:s640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TDXTDWk40cI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ksoBfUEl5tI/s400/IMG_1820.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491527375201554882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this blog  used to be more about art and pretty things, but now that I am a mother I feel it is important for me to share this part of my life too. Before becoming a mom I had these ideals of what kind of mom I would be. I was the type who would say "A baby won't change my schedule or how I do things!" etc..... I always thought a baby would just follow my routine and be just fine! Well I was in for a surprise! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After Samuel was born I found that it wasn't about ME anymore. I would do anything for this precious  baby. He still gets up during the night 3 even 4 times but does that bother me, no. He needs me. He needs nourishment and comfort. He gets up at 6 or 7 AM. Does that mean I want to get up at that time? No. But I do because I love to see his smiling face and hear him giggle when he sees mine. I will never stress about whether or not he is sleeping when I want to sleep because he is just following his body's natural rhythm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know breast feeding is a controversial subject and to each her own, but I choose to breast feed not because it is the easiest choice (well in some instances it is when you don't have to get up and mix a bottle) but because I know it is specifically made for my baby and is best for him. This means I can only be gone from him for 2 hours tops because that's how often he eats. Once again his needs come before mine. I remember back to the first couple weeks when he would want to eat constantly and I was so overwhelmed and exhausted and at the brink of giving him a bottle. Kyle my husband encouraged me not to give up. Looking back I was just ill informed about breast feeding. I didn't know that little babies ate so often and that one of the reasons he wanted to eat was for comfort and to build up my supply. Babies need to suckle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This post is not intended to say that you can't have a life or that you shouldn't nurture and take care of yourself as a mother. I am just saying that once you bring a little baby into this world your life will not be exactly the same as it was before. This has been my experience anyway.   It will change because the love you feel for this little human is so amazing and you would do anything for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TDXTPPB7pTI/AAAAAAAAAoM/bH6Tf9ILc1Y/s1600/banner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 42px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TDXTPPB7pTI/AAAAAAAAAoM/bH6Tf9ILc1Y/s200/banner.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491527579334321458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-1766229369222136158?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1766229369222136158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-motherhood.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1766229369222136158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1766229369222136158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/on-motherhood.html' title='On Motherhood'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TDXTDWk40cI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ksoBfUEl5tI/s72-c/IMG_1820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-199506754388005536</id><published>2010-07-02T15:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T15:22:09.604-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Trip Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TC5IsfqbwUI/AAAAAAAAAns/E09P3NjpxUY/s1600/34356_547105320028_63702616_31786228_425800_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TC5IsfqbwUI/AAAAAAAAAns/E09P3NjpxUY/s400/34356_547105320028_63702616_31786228_425800_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489404925062136130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel and I hopped on a jet plane to visit our family in Minnesota. I had only planned to stay five days because I thought I would miss my husband too much and I figured Sammy would be worn out, but I ended up extending our stay since we were having such a good time and the weather was so beautiful. I think the grandparents were very happy with my decision to stay longer! Sammy is so lucky to have so many people that love and adore him. I felt like a mean mom taking him away from all our family and friends, but his daddy missed him and me and it felt so good to get home. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being home feels wonderful but it got me thinking that I really need to build some kind of support system where we live now. I want Sammy to grow up with lots of love around him. I want our weekends to be filled with summer barbeques, birthday parties, and campfires. I am sending this wish out into the universe to see what happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-199506754388005536?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/199506754388005536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-trip-home.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/199506754388005536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/199506754388005536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/07/our-trip-home.html' title='Our Trip Home'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TC5IsfqbwUI/AAAAAAAAAns/E09P3NjpxUY/s72-c/34356_547105320028_63702616_31786228_425800_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7285407822104484814</id><published>2010-06-08T08:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T08:33:36.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TA5GkDJDcxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Aooy_FScN84/s1600/IMG_4745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TA5GkDJDcxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Aooy_FScN84/s400/IMG_4745.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480395381688988434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel will be two months old this Thursday. It is amazing how fast little babes grow. I read that a newborn's  brain grows five centimeters in the first three months of life! Incredible! I have noticed that Sammy is really starting to focus on my mouth when I talk or sing to him. I think he is trying to understand how it works and he is also becoming more vocal. He is a very spirited baby, letting me know what he likes or dislikes right away. He is also pretty independent. He doesn't like being held too much unless he is sleepy. I love watching him from a distance when he is quietly staring out the window, taking in all the colors and shapes he sees. So precious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-7285407822104484814?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7285407822104484814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-months.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7285407822104484814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7285407822104484814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/06/two-months.html' title='Two Months'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/TA5GkDJDcxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/Aooy_FScN84/s72-c/IMG_4745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2704145314811908290</id><published>2010-05-21T17:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T17:11:52.777-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Little One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_cFAU8DIMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/efNRxrByPZ4/s1600/IMG_4565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_cFAU8DIMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/efNRxrByPZ4/s400/IMG_4565.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473849375270838466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for teaching me patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for giving my life more meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for bringing me and your dad even closer together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being so darn cute that I can hardly take my eyes off of you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2704145314811908290?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2704145314811908290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-little-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2704145314811908290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2704145314811908290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-little-one.html' title='Dear Little One'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_cFAU8DIMI/AAAAAAAAAnc/efNRxrByPZ4/s72-c/IMG_4565.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7915849770734420280</id><published>2010-04-27T08:00:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:48:28.072-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Samuel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_VykoUOjgI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Gu6RsLALxlA/s1600/IMG_4612.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_VyKupNRGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/51y92FCndZA/s1600/fb9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_VyKupNRGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/51y92FCndZA/s400/fb9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473406450783831138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It has been a while but I finally have some time and would like to share my birth story with you. My sweet baby boy was born April 15 at 9:56 AM. He is now nearly five weeks old!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 41 weeks pregnant it was recommended that I be induced. I was apprehensive to do this as I had been planning for a natural unmedicated birth and I really wanted to experience labor starting on its own. After talking to my doula, my best friend, and my husband I decided I was ready to meet little Samuel. So Wednesday evening at around 7:30 pm my husband and I checked into the hospital. By 9:30 they inserted cervidal a cervical softener to help with dilation. The plan was to start pitocin 12 hours later to start contractions. By 3 am my water broke! By 4 am I was in active labor. The nurse removed the cervidal and my body progressed on its own. I was so happy that I didn't need the pitocin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When active labor kicked in, it felt as if my contractions were getting stronger and closer together. Thoughts of the epidural ran through my mind as I knew I was on some kind of ride that I couldn't get off. It's amazing how fast those fears and thoughts can creep in. That's why it is so important to have people at your birth to support you. I mean truly support you. People who know your birth wishes before you go into labor, who can remind you that you CAN do it!   My husband told me to hold off on the epidural because my doula was on her way. As soon as my doula arrived she got me out of the hospital bed. This was the key to me being able to cope with the contractions.  She was an awesome coach! With each contraction I would squat or sit on the birthing ball to bring the baby down. This was doable. I was able to relax and breath and think about how each contraction was bringing me closer to my baby. It is amazing what your body can do if you just surrender to it. I truly believe that all women can have natural births if that is what they wish for. I do think having a doula made the difference. If she had not been there I would have had the epidural. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I was dilating quickly and by 9 amit was time to push! This was the toughest and most amazing part I think. Your cannot not push, if that makes sense? Your whole body is this powerful machine (this is the best way I can describe it) that is working toward pushing this baby out whether your mind agrees to it or not! My mind could not comprehend how a baby was going to come out of me! But I knew that letting go of those doubts and believing in my body as well as those trying to help me was the key to bringing little Samuel into this world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After about 40 minutes of pushing he arrived. Tears of amazement, joy, and relief came over me as they laid him on my chest. He had a head of curly hair and was perfectly perfect in every way. He weighed 7 lbs 6 oz. and was 21 inches long :)&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: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_VxuSUXc2I/AAAAAAAAAm8/h5vGiRHUlQQ/s400/fb1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473405962143888226" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life and birth....what a miraculous process. I would do it again in a heartbeat. &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, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_VykoUOjgI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Gu6RsLALxlA/s400/IMG_4612.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473406895761821186" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here he is at 1 month old. So precious! He looks like his daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thinking about starting a new blog. A family blog mixed in with my artwork. I need a good name for it. Any suggestions are welcome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-7915849770734420280?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7915849770734420280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/04/samuel.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7915849770734420280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7915849770734420280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/04/samuel.html' title='Samuel'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S_VyKupNRGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/51y92FCndZA/s72-c/fb9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7841670034766215274</id><published>2010-02-22T08:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:26:36.305-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>It's getting warm and that makes me happy</title><content type='html'>I know for most of the country it is still quite frigid but yesterday it was 70 degrees here in North Carolina and I enjoyed every minute of it.  It felt so good to get some sunshine on my face. My husband had a really busy week at work this past week so Sunday was our day to catch up on things. We went for a long walk through a beautiful pine tree forest and discussed all the fun things we wanted to do once the baby arrives. I should have brought my camera to take pictures of the giant pine cones some forest critters and some shiny little rocks I found, but my pregnancy brain has caused me to forget so many things lately. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I can do is show you some pictures of my forever growing belly! I have to take my 34 week picture this thursday, but here is a progression from 28 weeks to 32 weeks. It is amazing how your body can stretch and change for a growing little baby. I love him to pieces already and I haven't even seen his face. I think I am really going to enjoy motherhood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KSIBxILDI/AAAAAAAAAmE/HrBzrJ8WS6A/s1600-h/28+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KSIBxILDI/AAAAAAAAAmE/HrBzrJ8WS6A/s400/28+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441071966428081202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;28 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KSIsvfsKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hiPFL_JBPKk/s1600-h/30+weeks+pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KSIsvfsKI/AAAAAAAAAmM/hiPFL_JBPKk/s400/30+weeks+pregnant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441071977963958434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;30 weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KSJGyc2gI/AAAAAAAAAmU/J0Z7blBWxRM/s1600-h/32+weeks+pregnant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KSJGyc2gI/AAAAAAAAAmU/J0Z7blBWxRM/s400/32+weeks+pregnant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441071984955677186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;32 Weeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I just want to say thank you to those of you who have checked in to read my blog. I know the postings are few and far between! Have a wonderful week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-7841670034766215274?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7841670034766215274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-getting-warm-and-that-makes-me.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7841670034766215274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7841670034766215274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-getting-warm-and-that-makes-me.html' title='It&apos;s getting warm and that makes me happy'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KSIBxILDI/AAAAAAAAAmE/HrBzrJ8WS6A/s72-c/28+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7241640843088175016</id><published>2010-01-13T11:31:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T11:48:23.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>Whew! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's a new year and I am feeling excited for things to come (mainly for the wee baby). My dearest friend Katie recently threw me a baby shower while I was home in Minnesota over the holidays and I cannot thank her enough for all the love and thoughtfulness that was put into the event. Everything was gorgeous from the old mismatched teacups we used, to the cake, to the handmade quilt she made for my gift. The quilt is SOO beautiful  that I would love to center the whole baby's room around it. I have lots of ideas swirling in my head from how to make a bumper for the crib to artwork on the walls. Here is a picture of us and the quilt. It is made out of old fashioned vintage children themed fabrics. It was her very first quilt too, so I feel very special!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04FSIfycPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/DvxY2kadJlE/s1600-h/20176_10100128761612630_13911545_58751527_6421589_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04FSIfycPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/DvxY2kadJlE/s400/20176_10100128761612630_13911545_58751527_6421589_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426280410104623346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A few more pics to give you an idea of how cute it was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04F7-zmBVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Q6HiQRl5RTQ/s1600-h/20176_10100128760290280_13911545_58751455_6016115_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04F7-zmBVI/AAAAAAAAAlw/Q6HiQRl5RTQ/s400/20176_10100128760290280_13911545_58751455_6016115_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426281129057846610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04F7pvbe_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/TRhi4dXgmV0/s1600-h/20176_10100128760310240_13911545_58751457_4250581_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04F7pvbe_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/TRhi4dXgmV0/s400/20176_10100128760310240_13911545_58751457_4250581_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426281123403234290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04F0oIsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2IzRnY12nw4/s1600-h/20176_10100128760305250_13911545_58751456_3138064_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04F0oIsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2IzRnY12nw4/s1600-h/20176_10100128760305250_13911545_58751456_3138064_n.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04F0oIsJ5I/AAAAAAAAAlg/2IzRnY12nw4/s400/20176_10100128760305250_13911545_58751456_3138064_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426281002713229202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also meaning to share the finished picture of the farm painting I made for my husband's grandparents for Christmas. They are the sweetest people you could ever meet and they actually teared up when I gave it to them. Making art for people is truly worth it when you get a reaction like that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04Gty0oFAI/AAAAAAAAAl4/m9lBJu_l_dg/s1600-h/farm+picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04Gty0oFAI/AAAAAAAAAl4/m9lBJu_l_dg/s400/farm+picture.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426281984834409474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you have had a great start to the new year. I think 2010 will be an exciting year for my family and I look forward to sharing bits and pieces of my life with you along the way:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-7241640843088175016?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7241640843088175016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-shower.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7241640843088175016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7241640843088175016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2010/01/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S04FSIfycPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/DvxY2kadJlE/s72-c/20176_10100128761612630_13911545_58751527_6421589_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4964704457047981622</id><published>2009-12-18T09:17:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:28:34.015-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyueeQqLOiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/NeMzCGEPD3g/s1600-h/IMG_4110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyueeQqLOiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/NeMzCGEPD3g/s400/IMG_4110.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416597219548281378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like I should be doing more, making more, wanting more, being more than I already am. Maybe it's the hustle and bustle of Christmastime? Maybe it's the knowing that after the baby comes I will be limited in being able to do all the things I think I should be doing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I look at my cozy cats and see that they are content to just be where they are, warm and unaffected by the driving forces that affect our human brains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I look down at my growing belly and feel the sweet baby moving inside of me and I realize that now is not the time to be putting unnecessary pressures on myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now is just a time to enjoy and feel and soak up all the wonders in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4964704457047981622?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4964704457047981622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-feel-like-i-should-be-doing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4964704457047981622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4964704457047981622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/sometimes-i-feel-like-i-should-be-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyueeQqLOiI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/NeMzCGEPD3g/s72-c/IMG_4110.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8953146499910320105</id><published>2009-12-10T09:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:51:23.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A few wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyEVuC738bI/AAAAAAAAAk4/RZMEc7_7-yc/s1600-h/bath+from+design+sponge+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyEVuC738bI/AAAAAAAAAk4/RZMEc7_7-yc/s400/bath+from+design+sponge+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413632107882213810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and also this.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyEWrDpQkpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/cVBOdIDgq8w/s1600-h/990016_011_e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyEWrDpQkpI/AAAAAAAAAlA/cVBOdIDgq8w/s400/990016_011_e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413633156044591762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and while you're at it I would like a cup of this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyEXeiddGdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/OoQ1QHj7Uj4/s1600-h/il_430xN.109049677+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyEXeiddGdI/AAAAAAAAAlI/OoQ1QHj7Uj4/s400/il_430xN.109049677+copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413634040489908690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;thank you can't wait till christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Images top to bottom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/category/sneak-peeks"&gt;&lt;i&gt;tub from design sponge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/category.jsp?navAction=jump&amp;amp;navCount=0&amp;amp;id=HOME"&gt;&lt;i&gt;chunky blanket from anthro&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/tetoncocoacompany"&gt;&lt;i&gt;cocoa mix from tetoncocoacompany at etsy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&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/2261581917009485988-8953146499910320105?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8953146499910320105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-wishes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8953146499910320105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8953146499910320105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/few-wishes.html' title='A few wishes'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SyEVuC738bI/AAAAAAAAAk4/RZMEc7_7-yc/s72-c/bath+from+design+sponge+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-524216317923302957</id><published>2009-12-08T13:37:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:41:23.686-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><title type='text'>It's all for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sx6rJaKECiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/bCH8dqLSiBY/s1600-h/IMG_1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sx6rJaKECiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/bCH8dqLSiBY/s400/IMG_1006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412951980274616866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stole this quote from &lt;a href="http://doorwaystraveler.typepad.com/my_weblog/"&gt;Doorways Traveler's blog&lt;/a&gt;. It really spoke to me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(53, 47, 47); line-height: 19px; font-family:Palatino, 'Times New Roman', serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have doubts about life? Are you unsure if it is worth the trouble? Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person's face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing. Stand up and face the east. Now praise the sky and raise the light within each person under the sky. It's okay to be unsure. But praise, praise, praise. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;Miranda July&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; from&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;"The Shared Patio" in&lt;em&gt; No One Belongs Here More Than You. Stories by Miranda July&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-524216317923302957?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/524216317923302957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-stole-this-quote-from-doorways.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/524216317923302957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/524216317923302957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-stole-this-quote-from-doorways.html' title='It&apos;s all for you'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sx6rJaKECiI/AAAAAAAAAkw/bCH8dqLSiBY/s72-c/IMG_1006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3045743330300981405</id><published>2009-12-04T14:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T15:14:08.455-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>22 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sxl3DBkdpCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CH81QeVdmBk/s1600-h/22+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sxl3DBkdpCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CH81QeVdmBk/s400/22+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411487321107047458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me all pregnant....22 weeks and one day! Please excuse any streaks in the mirror. I know it needs a cleaning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little one has been moving and rolling around like crazy lately. Sometimes I wonder if he is sleeping enough in there. Of course it must be exciting to be a new human, so many body parts to explore and so many acrobatics to practice, so I can understand why the little guy likes being awake! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some thoughts: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being pregnant seems to consume most of my thoughts and energy. I have been researching what kind of childbirth I want to have. At first I thought I would just go into the hospital on the day I go into labor and let modern medicine work its magic, but after watching the movie  "The Business of Being Born" I started to rethink this idea! I know that childbirth can be a controversial subject so I'm not trying to say one way is better than the other. I have never had a baby before, but now I want to know all about different coping methods in natural childbirth.  I want to take classes and be knowledgeable about the stages of labor and what is happening inside my body. If you have had a positive natural birth I would love to hear about it! &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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sxl7MGWaFcI/AAAAAAAAAko/yxBf-5Mdltw/s1600-h/IMG_4089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sxl7MGWaFcI/AAAAAAAAAko/yxBf-5Mdltw/s400/IMG_4089.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411491875055605186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I leave you with a picture of these pretty berries that grow outside my apartment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a Happy Weekend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3045743330300981405?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3045743330300981405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/22-weeks.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3045743330300981405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3045743330300981405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/12/22-weeks.html' title='22 weeks'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sxl3DBkdpCI/AAAAAAAAAkY/CH81QeVdmBk/s72-c/22+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6911846479342362985</id><published>2009-11-19T10:19:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T11:03:50.881-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Things'/><title type='text'>Thursday Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwVw4rJeCSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0ZngKexCSRo/s1600/christmas+card+photo+for+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwVw4rJeCSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0ZngKexCSRo/s400/christmas+card+photo+for+blog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405851046685575458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello again&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a little Christmas card I made today using paper scraps and this and that. I will probably send them out to friends and family when the time draws nearer or possibly put some in my shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few other things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Wanting to eat these beautifully decorated Snowflake cookies from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22162614"&gt;Cakeboxcookies&lt;/a&gt; over at etsy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwVyErG-y3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Vv7D0z4dPio/s1600/il_430xN.61042995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwVyErG-y3I/AAAAAAAAAkA/Vv7D0z4dPio/s400/il_430xN.61042995.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405852352345197426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  If you have time you should go check out this &lt;a href="http://mayamade.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for lots of simple handmade gift ideas!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I also found these natural looking stockings by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=34483298"&gt;thebeehivery&lt;/a&gt; over at the etsy gift guides. I don't know what it is but I am really drawn to the country look lately! Must be that I am cooped up in this apartment and would rather go wander the country side and take pictures of barns. &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/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwV2PEAlVII/AAAAAAAAAkI/iVYG8y2t9Q0/s1600/il_430xN.102408938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwV2PEAlVII/AAAAAAAAAkI/iVYG8y2t9Q0/s400/il_430xN.102408938.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405856928874452098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. And in keeping with my country-ish theme you must check out this Primitive Wall Cupboard with Punched Tin Doors in &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=33881416"&gt;ozarkprim's shop&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwV6Lb33WtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/9b77HE7tHLw/s1600/il_430xN.100366793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwV6Lb33WtI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/9b77HE7tHLw/s400/il_430xN.100366793.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405861264607369938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks for stopping by and have a super day!&lt;br /&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/2261581917009485988-6911846479342362985?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6911846479342362985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/thursday-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6911846479342362985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6911846479342362985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/thursday-things.html' title='Thursday Things'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwVw4rJeCSI/AAAAAAAAAj4/0ZngKexCSRo/s72-c/christmas+card+photo+for+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4267283375537131866</id><published>2009-11-16T11:32:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T12:06:51.254-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Hello Monday</title><content type='html'>Hello Monday, I have decided to be productive today. The photo below shows me amongst the many many boxes that we have to go through in order to feel settled. This was taken the day after we moved in so we have made some progress since then (thank goodness)! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwGS0D_CsyI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Xn6UCJ8dcKU/s1600/IMG_3999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwGS0D_CsyI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Xn6UCJ8dcKU/s400/IMG_3999.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404762450941883170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I have plans of cleaning and organizing some of my "pretty things" (such as holiday decorations, lamps, and vase), making a guest list for my baby shower, and working on finishing a painting. Yes, I finally have access to my art supplies! They were boxed up for quite some time for the move and I am finally able to get some of them out and start making again. Since money is tight this year (we still have a mortgage to pay and also our apartment rent ugh) I have decided I wanted to make most of my Christmas gifts this year. I won't be posting them all since some of my family members read this blog, but I will share a watercolor with you that I have been working on for my husband's grandparents. It is based on a picture of their farm where they raised their kids. They still live on the same property but in a newer house. I am hoping this painting will evoke many memories for them :) Most of the gifts I plan to make will be smaller paintings and drawings as well as some painted ornaments. These gifts will be much more meaningful than something I could buy anyways right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pictures of my progress. I like to add lots of layers to my watercolors to build up a richness of color so I still have quite a bit more to do on this one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwGT1x9a6PI/AAAAAAAAAjY/xaBrHkKUapc/s1600/IMG_4032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwGT1x9a6PI/AAAAAAAAAjY/xaBrHkKUapc/s400/IMG_4032.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404763579974609138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwGT2KWsfiI/AAAAAAAAAjg/nVeDpDodtYU/s1600/IMG_4033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwGT2KWsfiI/AAAAAAAAAjg/nVeDpDodtYU/s400/IMG_4033.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404763586523069986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to thank you for visiting my blog. I know I was out of the loop for quite some time, so your presence and comments mean so much to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4267283375537131866?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4267283375537131866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-monday.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4267283375537131866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4267283375537131866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-monday.html' title='Hello Monday'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SwGS0D_CsyI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Xn6UCJ8dcKU/s72-c/IMG_3999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2440915611625308416</id><published>2009-11-12T12:16:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:02:30.854-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pregnancy'/><title type='text'>19 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SvxoZbeCZuI/AAAAAAAAAjA/kLoeXStGlzU/s1600-h/18+weeks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SvxoZbeCZuI/AAAAAAAAAjA/kLoeXStGlzU/s400/18+weeks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403308439017514722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;18 weeks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi sweet blog friends&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have missed you and I have been so distant but I would love to reconnect and keep a presence here once again. I am now settled into our new home in North Carolina. It is actually an apartment which is kind of nice because it has caused us to get rid of some unnecessary clutter. Things are not completely set up, and it looks as if the baby's room will be an office/baby room since we only have two bedrooms to work with. Everything is a work in progress...especially my little growing baby which I will talk more about now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now 19 weeks along. Almost half way! We had our "big ultrasound" yesterday and I found out we are having a sweet little BOY! When I saw the evidence my eyes instantly welled up! I looked over at my husband and he was grinning ear to ear. Just what he wanted :) I really thought I was having a girl, so thank goodness I found out otherwise I would have bought more girl things than boy.  Now we can register for items and narrow down some names. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other developments: I have been feeling consistent pokes and kicks the last 3-4 days which is the most amazing feeling in the world! Each time I feel the baby move I feel so blessed that I am able to feel this little human life inside of me progressing every day. What a miracle! I feel a little sad that my husband can't experience the same feelings. I know the kicks will get stronger and stronger and will probably eventually hurt but I really don't care! I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing that is a little tough is growing out of my clothes. None of my button up shirts fit me because my chest has grown. None of my jeans can button up so I just use this elastic belly band from target to hold them up! I love my growing belly but dislike some of the growth in other areas! It has caused a few tears some mornings when I try to put on an outfit that I usually fit into but I realize I have to grow so the baby can grow. I am sure all first time mom's have to go through this so I won't dwell on the subject. I am truly so happy about this baby and will grow as big as a house if needed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2440915611625308416?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2440915611625308416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-weeks.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2440915611625308416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2440915611625308416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/11/19-weeks.html' title='19 weeks'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SvxoZbeCZuI/AAAAAAAAAjA/kLoeXStGlzU/s72-c/18+weeks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-1604030755120828568</id><published>2009-10-08T09:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:24:39.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Tennessee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ss4BeytBP0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/la_UiFtvers/s1600-h/IMG_1039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ss4BeytBP0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/la_UiFtvers/s400/IMG_1039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390247432527363906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a wonderful (short of) five years we have spent together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a 21 year old your southern hospitality scooped me up with open arms. You offered me the perfect environment for growing into myself. You gave me teachers and friends who cultivated my passion for creating. For this I am indebted and forever thankful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You gave me a place to call home, a foundation to build my family, and memories that will surely be some of my fondest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You introduced me to twangy accents, beautiful old brick buildings, the smell of tobacco being harvested, and deeply rooted southern values.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your soil is dense and hard to till, but the benefits of working the rich soil has showed me the beauty of rich ripe tomatoes, cucumbers, and sunflowers that reach for the endless sky.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admire you for thriving in the summer heat, even when the cornstalks shriveled and burned last year. This year I am in awe of the power of the storms you have brought that have soaked the earth and given lushness back to the crops. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most of all I love the people you take care of, their relaxed pace of life, their proud sense of where they came from and where they are going, their love for our country in good times and bad, and their ease and friendliness to people like me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the essence of you Tennessee. I will miss you. Your charm and strength. Your never-ending summers. Your beauty that radiates from Graceland to the Appalachians in the East. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this isn't goodbye yet, but these are just some feelings I had to share for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(We are moving to NC at the end of this month!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-1604030755120828568?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1604030755120828568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-tennessee.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1604030755120828568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1604030755120828568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/dear-tennessee.html' title='Dear Tennessee'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ss4BeytBP0I/AAAAAAAAAi4/la_UiFtvers/s72-c/IMG_1039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-862425366047264627</id><published>2009-09-14T13:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T10:29:37.199-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SsInq-aRLGI/AAAAAAAAAiw/aD9G9u01Oao/s1600-h/IMG_3935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SsInq-aRLGI/AAAAAAAAAiw/aD9G9u01Oao/s400/IMG_3935.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386911723549699170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking many weeks off from this blog I am back with an announcement. I am twelve weeks pregnant! This will be our first baby. This first trimester has been filled with emotional ups and downs and a lot of nausea. At first I thought I was going to be one of the lucky pregnant ladies who never experience "morning sickness" but as soon as the sixth week came around I was struggling to eat or drink anything. It was more like an all day sickness where the sight and smell of any food was nauseating. The last couple weeks I have started to feel much better! I have a kick in my step again and I am feeling more like myself rather than a zombie who mopes around the house all day complaining about smells and feeling awful. I can't even describe the feeling of finding out you are pregnant. It is a mixture of shock, excitement, intense happiness, and worry all at the same time. It is a life changing moment. I am looking forward to being a mom. After five years of being married I feel like my husband and I have had "our time" together and it will be fun to add another member to the family!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband and I are also in the middle of packing our belongings to move to North Carolina. I apologize for being so absent from this place but with so much going on I just needed some time and space away from the internet for a while. I look forward to sharing all the new pieces of my life with you and will try to keep a regular presence here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;much love to you all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-862425366047264627?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/862425366047264627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/862425366047264627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/862425366047264627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise.html' title='Surprise!'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SsInq-aRLGI/AAAAAAAAAiw/aD9G9u01Oao/s72-c/IMG_3935.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5767279237404303550</id><published>2009-08-12T08:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T09:19:06.348-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspired'/><title type='text'>Beautiful Things</title><content type='html'>I have not been able to articulate my thoughts and feelings into words lately so instead of putting that kind of pressure on myself I have decided to share some beautiful and inspiring things with you today. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found out about these rugs by Amy Butler over at &lt;a href="http://poppytalk.blogspot.com/"&gt;poppytalk&lt;/a&gt; and imagine filling my new home with them. Check out more rugs by Amy at &lt;a href="http://www.amybutlerdesign.com/chandra/"&gt;amybutlerdesign.com/chandra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEYrAsFXI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ORFbovfPH0U/s1600-h/3812960686_5f085552a6_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEYrAsFXI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ORFbovfPH0U/s400/3812960686_5f085552a6_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369069633920570738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEXyDD8dI/AAAAAAAAAh0/YkrApjpcbqM/s1600-h/3812958676_e338366c1e_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEXyDD8dI/AAAAAAAAAh0/YkrApjpcbqM/s400/3812958676_e338366c1e_o.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369069618629702098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEW-r4YGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GM6KZ1z3RP8/s1600-h/3812955318_ce053d51c3_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEW-r4YGI/AAAAAAAAAhs/GM6KZ1z3RP8/s400/3812955318_ce053d51c3_o.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369069604842266722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEWdYPyTI/AAAAAAAAAhk/EButjFB1FcY/s1600-h/3812955310_78e370a298_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEWdYPyTI/AAAAAAAAAhk/EButjFB1FcY/s400/3812955310_78e370a298_o.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369069595901544754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the constant flow of beautiful clothing from &lt;a href="http://www.jcrew.com/"&gt;jcrew&lt;/a&gt;. Usually I don't buy clothes from here because the prices are a little high, but this season they have quite a few items that are splurge worthy and affordable.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLKn-YWi3I/AAAAAAAAAiE/YtbSXWHWQcE/s1600-h/jcrewcollage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLKn-YWi3I/AAAAAAAAAiE/YtbSXWHWQcE/s400/jcrewcollage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369076493887900530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I discovered an amazing photographer on &lt;a href="http://artistswhoblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stephanie Levy's Artists Who Blog&lt;/a&gt; site called &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5041722"&gt;Bueller&lt;/a&gt;. Her photography is dreamy, ethereal, and simply stunning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOkN89vCI/AAAAAAAAAik/chcQ_Juz7UY/s1600-h/il_430xN.82468805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOkN89vCI/AAAAAAAAAik/chcQ_Juz7UY/s400/il_430xN.82468805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369080827395030050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOjmNCzHI/AAAAAAAAAic/mVN2ms9hHEg/s1600-h/il_430xN.82472598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOjmNCzHI/AAAAAAAAAic/mVN2ms9hHEg/s400/il_430xN.82472598.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369080816725052530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOjQzQFFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/OHlYjaV2Y2Y/s1600-h/il_430xN.56535564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 386px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOjQzQFFI/AAAAAAAAAiU/OHlYjaV2Y2Y/s400/il_430xN.56535564.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369080810979726418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOiytXyjI/AAAAAAAAAiM/d0LCybGNnI8/s1600-h/il_430xN.63925505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLOiytXyjI/AAAAAAAAAiM/d0LCybGNnI8/s400/il_430xN.63925505.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369080802902002226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it is amazing how so much talent can be exposed and shared in this online world. I am inspired and lifted up daily by bloggers and artists who are able to showcase the talents of themselves and others. I hope you have a great Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-me&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/2261581917009485988-5767279237404303550?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5767279237404303550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-things.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5767279237404303550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5767279237404303550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/beautiful-things.html' title='Beautiful Things'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SoLEYrAsFXI/AAAAAAAAAh8/ORFbovfPH0U/s72-c/3812960686_5f085552a6_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8432531977978100744</id><published>2009-08-05T07:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T07:58:21.139-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>House Hunting</title><content type='html'>Now that I know we will be moving I have been on a search for the perfect house to dwell in. Of course my taste is greatly different from my husband's. He would prefer something new, with little or no work that needs to be put into it, that feels clean and never lived in. I on the other hand wish I could live in a house like this....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnmBoZMCAYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eF6IP-8Ynpw/s1600-h/lab3b0842-m2x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnmBoZMCAYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eF6IP-8Ynpw/s400/lab3b0842-m2x.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366462961944756610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnmBoD0gfCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/q1rd42jB_zg/s1600-h/lab3b0842-m0x.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnmBoD0gfCI/AAAAAAAAAhU/q1rd42jB_zg/s400/lab3b0842-m0x.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366462956208946210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something with a little more character and spirit. A house that has a history and charm, even if it was built in the early 1900's. Oh and I definitely need a front porch. After living with one I will never go back. Why is it that some people (like my husband) don't understand that love for old historical homes. It's not that he doesn't appreciate older structures, its just that he doesn't want to live in one. His fear of drafty windows, rotting walls, and possibly ghosts may be the part of the reason why. At least we agree on one thing, we would both rather live out in the country rather than in a subdivision. This gives me an inch up on him because it is more likely that homes built out in the boonies will be old and historical. Just what I like ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8432531977978100744?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8432531977978100744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/house-hunting.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8432531977978100744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8432531977978100744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/08/house-hunting.html' title='House Hunting'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnmBoZMCAYI/AAAAAAAAAhc/eF6IP-8Ynpw/s72-c/lab3b0842-m2x.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2780801873530778817</id><published>2009-07-24T07:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:02:24.378-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='changes'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnG1xt5DEgI/AAAAAAAAAhM/DpJNLS02rm8/s1600-h/IMG_3847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnG1xt5DEgI/AAAAAAAAAhM/DpJNLS02rm8/s400/IMG_3847.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364268496912060930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnG1xRnQYZI/AAAAAAAAAhE/v_ZvmEIAqmE/s1600-h/IMG_3806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnG1xRnQYZI/AAAAAAAAAhE/v_ZvmEIAqmE/s400/IMG_3806.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364268489321243026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnG1xMYrmqI/AAAAAAAAAg8/8kv5mkmjIjc/s1600-h/Orbs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnG1xMYrmqI/AAAAAAAAAg8/8kv5mkmjIjc/s400/Orbs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364268487917935266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been quiet this past week with lots of thoughts brewing in my mind. My husband and I received news that we will be moving to North Carolina for his job. At first I was reluctant and stressed. Moving from this house will be hard for me. It is our first home together. I have painted each wall a color I love. I have nurtured each corner and created a cozy space to live and create in.  I need to view this move as an adventure, a fresh start, a new beginning rather than a bad thing. I trust that this is in the plan and I can actually feel that twinge of excitement brewing in my stomach. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than news of a move, I have been making an effort to truly enjoy the summer by grilling chicken and ribs, going on bike rides, hanging out with my husband, and trying to figure out everything from the move to my artwork. This weekend my husband and I are going to work on some house projects so that we can get our home ready for picture-taking. We have so much to do in such a short amount of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have posted some new artwork in my shop and updated my shop banner. I really like the feel of my shop now as it feels more "me" and I hope to post more items throughout the weekend and into next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoy your weekend and soak in that summer heat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2780801873530778817?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2780801873530778817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/changes.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2780801873530778817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2780801873530778817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SnG1xt5DEgI/AAAAAAAAAhM/DpJNLS02rm8/s72-c/IMG_3847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3713713355887379429</id><published>2009-07-15T07:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T09:35:24.138-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SmCMHkW9nsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/IxdZFMlIc64/s1600-h/watercan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SmCMHkW9nsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/IxdZFMlIc64/s400/watercan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359437618217852610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hello friends. I would like to tell you that I am doing a revamp of my etsy shop. Over the past year I have allowed myself to try different things in the aspect of my art-making.  I have experimented with different kinds of artwork from illustrations, whimsical prints, floral designs, large works on canvas, and of course my birds.  This past month I  started to realize that some of the things in my etsy shop didn't feel right to my current style, I have evolved  and I always want my artwork to always be a reflection of me. I want the artwork in my shop to be things that come from my heart and to be things I love. Overall I would just like a more cohesive and clean looking shop.&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="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;As far as the new things you will be seeing in my shop expect splashes of color, organic shapes, old objects, and a little nonsense.  I won't be getting rid of everything in my shop. It will just feel more like me! My shop is in vacation mode right now so I will let you know as soon as it is re-opened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few pics of some new smaller works. I hope you have a great weekend and I will be back next week ;)&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SmCEdq-zgLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/CO-Hyj8AzQ8/s1600-h/smallworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SmCEdq-zgLI/AAAAAAAAAgs/CO-Hyj8AzQ8/s400/smallworks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359429201859674290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3713713355887379429?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3713713355887379429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-to-come.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3713713355887379429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3713713355887379429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-to-come.html' title='Things to come'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SmCMHkW9nsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/IxdZFMlIc64/s72-c/watercan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8608610869121205586</id><published>2009-07-14T09:38:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:14:52.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding my way'/><title type='text'>Peeling back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlygyjqDxFI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Sx2V_FvZlnU/s1600-h/IMG_3761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlygyjqDxFI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Sx2V_FvZlnU/s400/IMG_3761.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358334447089599570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Slygs9UxmzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Uy5kV-OqZeg/s1600-h/IMG_3758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Slygs9UxmzI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Uy5kV-OqZeg/s400/IMG_3758.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358334350900435762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am on the cusp of something very new. Behind the scenes in my work space I have been creating some very abstract little pieces of artwork that is much different than the stuff that is currently in my shop. I know that over time an artist's work evolves and changes so I am not that surprised. This new way of making is very uninhibited. I do not think so much about what I am doing. I just do. It all started as a way to warm up before diving into something bigger I was working on. I will soon share some of this work with you ;)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is supposed to be a hot one. My sunflowers just started to open yesterday. Little by little the green folds give away to the yellow petals that are trying to make their debut. It's funny how we are not so different from these flowers.  Sometimes a seed is planted in our brains and behind the scenes we slowly manifest what it is that is about to be created in our lives. Slowly we peel back the layers so we can show to the world what it is that god/universe wants for us to share. Not sharing will limit us. If you don't show the world your gifts you cannot inspire others to live authentically and fully.  So if you love to write, share your writing with someone. If you love to paint, make a painting for someone. If you love to cook, fill someone's belly!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all I have to say about that for today :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out&lt;/div&gt;&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/2261581917009485988-8608610869121205586?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8608610869121205586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/peeling-back.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8608610869121205586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8608610869121205586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/peeling-back.html' title='Peeling back'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlygyjqDxFI/AAAAAAAAAgc/Sx2V_FvZlnU/s72-c/IMG_3761.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8935181474160255750</id><published>2009-07-13T07:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T12:49:59.666-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>jumping on the bandwagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sltzur1Nl2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/0bIEYdaURfE/s1600-h/mrjones2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sltzur1Nl2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/0bIEYdaURfE/s400/mrjones2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358003427564427106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlszaqMr8QI/AAAAAAAAAfk/pBd1tENZxPA/s1600-h/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlszaqMr8QI/AAAAAAAAAfk/pBd1tENZxPA/s1600-h/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlszaqMr8QI/AAAAAAAAAfk/pBd1tENZxPA/s1600-h/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-style: italic; "&gt;Mr. Jones ~ now in the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://kschulz.etsy.com/"&gt;shop&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have resisted the twitter craze for quite a long time. My sister called me the other day and said "Why are you not on twitter yet! It would be great for your business!" I had to agree. Networking and making connections is how people thrive in the online world. Not only that, but from what I've heard a lot of people have ditched facebook and other online social networking services for Twitter because it is more fast and easy. So come along and &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kellyschlz"&gt;follow me&lt;/a&gt;. I will follow you. We will go from there because I have no idea what happens after that! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Monday. I know not everyone is excited about that but I am hopeful on this monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Today I hope to be productive in my artroom. I have another bird painting to finish and then I would like to work on getting some prints made to list in my shop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Today I hope the rain goes away for a while so I can finish mowing the back yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Today I hope to take a bikeride on the amish country road.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Today I hope for a surprise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Today I hope my house magically gets clean. Ok that's pushing it. I know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8935181474160255750?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8935181474160255750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/jumping-on-bandwagon.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8935181474160255750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8935181474160255750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/jumping-on-bandwagon.html' title='jumping on the bandwagon'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sltzur1Nl2I/AAAAAAAAAfs/0bIEYdaURfE/s72-c/mrjones2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5899683267111284250</id><published>2009-07-10T13:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T13:10:40.129-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Decor'/><title type='text'>bonus room</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SleDiaRQmiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/HhyA-WB2lhE/s1600-h/IMG_3726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SleDiaRQmiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/HhyA-WB2lhE/s400/IMG_3726.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356894908970998306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my completed bonus room. The walls were white to begin with and there were no other accessories except for the rug. I went to TJ Max yesterday and found two pretty silver lamps marked down to $30.00 each and I also purchased the four pillows which were 20 dollars a set. It is amazing how a little color can transform an otherwise dull space. I already had the vase and the cherry blossom branches from Pier One, but they used to be sitting in a closet collecting dust. The painting is one I purchased a few years ago and had not found a good spot for it until now. I am very happy with how it turned out. The other side of the room has a weight bench and an office desk. It is kind of a multi-functional room.  I would show you the other side but it is still a mess! Oh and the color is by Behr paint and is called Studio Taupe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5899683267111284250?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5899683267111284250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/bonus-room.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5899683267111284250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5899683267111284250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/bonus-room.html' title='bonus room'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SleDiaRQmiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/HhyA-WB2lhE/s72-c/IMG_3726.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-495887708632928367</id><published>2009-07-09T07:34:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:55:58.243-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><title type='text'>a modge podge of thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlXoQ-OfuCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_wRr64WuJg8/s1600-h/IMG_3706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlXoQ-OfuCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_wRr64WuJg8/s400/IMG_3706.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356442710106421282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;me jumping on a park trail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlXnBOQyXJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Bs2y6464IN4/s1600-h/illinois+landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlXnBOQyXJI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Bs2y6464IN4/s400/illinois+landscape.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356441340021464210" /&gt;&lt;/a&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="font-size: small;"&gt;Illinois landscape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been back from my trip for a few days now. It was nice to get out of my town and to visit other lands even if it was just Illinois. I have to say that I really enjoyed seeing the fireworks this year. I love our country and feel thankful to have been born here. Isn't it funny to think that you could have been born anywhere in the world which determines the quality of life you have, the amount of freedom you have, and much bigger things like your religion? It blows my socks off thinking about it. It makes me count my blessings and reminds me not to judge others so much since they are a product of their circumstances and environment. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am loving the summer. My sunflowers are about to bloom, my grass is still green due to steady rain, and the fireflies amaze me. They are like little wonders of electricity. Wouldn't it be funny if we could light up in the dark. No that would be scary. I am glad only fireflies and some kinds of fish are the only things that light up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that I am back I plan on catching up on some things like weeding my garden, mowing, and painting the bonus room above the garage. I never knew what a bonus room was until I moved to the south. They are popular in my neighborhood since none of the houses have basements. I hate not having a basement. It freaks me out when storms come, to the point that I wear a helmet when the tornado sirens go off. I am going to paint the bonus room a grey brown color called ashwood. It should be classy and look nice with my dark brown furniture. I can add color to the room with pillows, curtains, and lamps. That's the way I like to decorate. Alright off to take care of business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you all had a nice holiday weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-495887708632928367?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/495887708632928367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/modge-podge-of-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/495887708632928367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/495887708632928367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/modge-podge-of-thoughts.html' title='a modge podge of thoughts'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SlXoQ-OfuCI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_wRr64WuJg8/s72-c/IMG_3706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2078309128445897507</id><published>2009-07-01T19:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:11:40.655-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><title type='text'>Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkwJCEh13SI/AAAAAAAAAec/dSdlXwu8Jks/s1600-h/illinois_90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkwJCEh13SI/AAAAAAAAAec/dSdlXwu8Jks/s400/illinois_90.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353663988216749346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be heading out of town for the fourth of July. I am feeling much better and am no longer contagious so it's time to get out of the house and head out on a road trip to good ole' Illinois. I will be staying at a friends parent's home where we will enjoy lounging at the pool, doing a little shopping, some hiking, and of course relaxing. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was a little hesitant to go as sometimes I can be a home-body but then I remembered a quote I read by the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.sabrinawardharrison.com/ee/index.php/sabstudio/about/"&gt;Sabrina Ward Harrison&lt;/a&gt; in her book &lt;a href="http://www.sabrinawardharrison.com/books/braverocks.php"&gt;Brave On the Rocks&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"If you don't go, you don't see." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that gets me thinking...if I don't see then I won't know and if I don't know then I won't experience wonderful things! So that is why I said yes to going and I will always try to apply this philosophy when it comes to travel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all of your comments and sharing this week. I am really enjoying my blog lately. It's like a home away from home, a home that lives in a screen, full of friends and strangers who strangely like hearing about my day to day meanderings.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be back next Monday or Tuesday!&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/2261581917009485988-2078309128445897507?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2078309128445897507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-will-be-heading-out-of-town-for.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2078309128445897507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2078309128445897507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-will-be-heading-out-of-town-for.html' title='Travel'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkwJCEh13SI/AAAAAAAAAec/dSdlXwu8Jks/s72-c/illinois_90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6855752014934835526</id><published>2009-06-30T10:50:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:12:14.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eclass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Why Create?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpElC7lt3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/EUMBbvTiZR4/s1600-h/work+station.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpElC7lt3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/EUMBbvTiZR4/s400/work+station.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353166510315911026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;playing with my paints this morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before I am taking an e-class called &lt;a href="http://www.creativethursday.com/e-course.htm"&gt;In the Fishbowl&lt;/a&gt; by Marisa Haedike. It is a class that covers how to make it as an online artist plus so much more! I have been sitting with some of the questions that have been brought up in class and would like to share some of my thoughts with you all today. If you don't mind :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;One of the questions was: Why do you create?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I create because I have a strong desire to do so.  So many of us lose that passion as adults. When I make something I  lose track of time and I can enjoy just being in the moment. I believe that when people create they are putting pieces of their souls into the world. I like to think that the paintings I make reflect my personality and show the world how I see and define beauty. And like some of my classmates have mentioned I believe that everyone is creative in their own way and that people would be happier if they took some time out of their day to make something.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Another question that one of my classmates brought up is: What are you doing when you are at your best? and when you are at your best how do you feel?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I am at my best I am creating, running, making conscious decisions, learning new things,  not judging myself or others, and enjoying the moment for what it is. When I am at my best I am not trying to do or be something I'm not. When I'm at my best I have focus and passion for what I am doing in life. I feel free from the expectations of society. My spirit is just how it was meant be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those are my deep thoughts for the day and now here are some pictures of my garden. I am so excited for my sunflowers to bloom!&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEk41iuSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/NOVUi-uZ2iw/s1600-h/wildflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEk41iuSI/AAAAAAAAAeE/NOVUi-uZ2iw/s400/wildflowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353166507606194466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEkmdulNI/AAAAAAAAAd8/6gzXE861ijE/s1600-h/tomato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEkmdulNI/AAAAAAAAAd8/6gzXE861ijE/s400/tomato.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353166502674470098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEkYrgOLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wrULlY9CY20/s1600-h/wildflowerorange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEkYrgOLI/AAAAAAAAAd0/wrULlY9CY20/s400/wildflowerorange.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353166498974152882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEkPQUcLI/AAAAAAAAAds/9gci5neBQZw/s1600-h/sunflowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpEkPQUcLI/AAAAAAAAAds/9gci5neBQZw/s400/sunflowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353166496444215474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpFNoeiWDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UM2DuAmQFv8/s1600-h/flowerantinque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpFNoeiWDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UM2DuAmQFv8/s400/flowerantinque.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353167207589369906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-6855752014934835526?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6855752014934835526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-create.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6855752014934835526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6855752014934835526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-create.html' title='Why Create?'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkpElC7lt3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/EUMBbvTiZR4/s72-c/work+station.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5347585618732019959</id><published>2009-06-28T13:38:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T14:04:21.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>calla lilies and amelia bedelia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ske6J4P6QNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-CA1JUWFrzY/s1600-h/amelia+and+calla+lillies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ske6J4P6QNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-CA1JUWFrzY/s400/amelia+and+calla+lillies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352451361033830610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially sick. I thought I had strep throat for sure, but it turns out I have an upper respiratory infection that has settled mostly in my tonsils. Yuck. I have to take antibiotics every 6 hours. I guess sometimes our bodies tell us when we need to slow down and thats exactly what I intend to do. The only thing I have the energy to do is paint small watercolors. I am going back to the basics, just focusing on one small object at a time and appreciating it's simple complexities. I love the fluidity of watercolors and how flexible and fast they are to work with.  Here is a study of some pink calla lilies. They make me feel better just looking at them.  Since I am no longer going to be going into the flower shop, drawing and painting flowers has become the next best thing. Amelia Bedelia seems to enjoy them too :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe later today or tomorrow I will tell you about an e-course I am taking by &lt;a href="http://creativethursday.typepad.com/"&gt;Creative Thursday's Marisa Haedike &lt;/a&gt;.  I cannot tell you how wonderful I think e-courses are. They give you the opportunity to meet so many other artists and it has been a way for me to learn so many things about myself and to discover why I love to make things. My friend Ashley over at &lt;a href="http://31experiment.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-do-you-love-what-you-create.html"&gt;31 experiment&lt;/a&gt; had some great thoughts on why she loves to create and I recommend that you check out her super cool blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ske6STCCdbI/AAAAAAAAAdk/fOTiNHDvftw/s1600-h/calla+lilies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ske6STCCdbI/AAAAAAAAAdk/fOTiNHDvftw/s400/calla+lilies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352451505662358962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a lovely Sunday folks. &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/2261581917009485988-5347585618732019959?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5347585618732019959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/calla-lilies-and-amelia-bedelia.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5347585618732019959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5347585618732019959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/calla-lilies-and-amelia-bedelia.html' title='calla lilies and amelia bedelia'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Ske6J4P6QNI/AAAAAAAAAdc/-CA1JUWFrzY/s72-c/amelia+and+calla+lillies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-1525832587270121783</id><published>2009-06-27T12:39:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:47:10.184-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Succulents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkZaDZC4GiI/AAAAAAAAAck/H-Rbx6q1yGQ/s1600-h/IMG_1090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkZaDZC4GiI/AAAAAAAAAck/H-Rbx6q1yGQ/s400/IMG_1090.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064221485472290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really fascinated by little plants, especially succulents. I photographed this little guy while I was in Lowes a few days ago. People must think I am crazy walking around photographing plants in such a big store. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my watercolor paints and hadn't used them in a while. I painted this today as I am not feeling well and it is very relaxing to me. It will be for sale in my shop later today if you are interested. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkZaJpAbb9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/aHupTyzUQQ0/s1600-h/IMG_3664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkZaJpAbb9I/AAAAAAAAAcs/aHupTyzUQQ0/s400/IMG_3664.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064328849387474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkZaZIKi8BI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5j2DnBk2YFc/s1600-h/IMG_3655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkZaZIKi8BI/AAAAAAAAAc0/5j2DnBk2YFc/s400/IMG_3655.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352064594911358994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5 x 7 inch watercolor with ivory matte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now I'm off to the doctor's. I think I have strep throat, which is crazy because I haven't had strep since I was in high school! I haven't taken any kind of antibiotic in at least ten years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Have a happy Saturday!&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/2261581917009485988-1525832587270121783?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1525832587270121783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/succulents.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1525832587270121783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1525832587270121783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/succulents.html' title='Succulents'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkZaDZC4GiI/AAAAAAAAAck/H-Rbx6q1yGQ/s72-c/IMG_1090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3048969320239667981</id><published>2009-06-26T12:08:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T12:44:29.605-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding my way'/><title type='text'>following a path without knowing where it's going</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkUGIHsswXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/PC85vss52b4/s1600-h/IMG_1006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkUGIHsswXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/PC85vss52b4/s400/IMG_1006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351690468774953330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have been too guarded in my blog posts lately. It's time to be real again because for me it is therapeutic. And I never want to be something I am not in this space. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you remember a while back I had started going to a flower shop to gain experience in hopes that they would eventually hire me. I felt like I was catching on really fast and I enjoyed going there so very much! I was learning new things and I would barely notice the time going by. I have become skilled in making wedding boutonnieres, corsages, and even bouquets. In such a way that I feel like if I was to get married again I would do my own flowers. The arrangement I had set up with the owner, was that I would keep coming in and training until she felt I had enough knowledge and skill to put me on the schedule. A few weeks ago she told me that I was getting faster and better at this whole flower thing and that I wasn't far from being put on the schedule. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I had family and friends  visiting and so I was unable to go there all week. I returned yesterday only to find they had hired someone new! I was confused and felt betrayed. Here I was coming in to this place I love, devoting lots of time, in hopes that this would become a nice part time job. It turns out this new person has a degree in horticulture and has a year of experience at a floral shop. So, I can understand why she was hired, but I also feel like my chances of being hired are slim to none considering the owner has been downsizing and has told me flat out that she cannot afford to hire me when I first started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being an adult I called the owner and discussed how I was feeling. She told me she needed someone who knew all the floral terminology, who could take orders, and make/do things with no direction. She went on to tell me that she appreciates all the help I've given,  said I am a joy to have around, and that I have a great artistic eye for floral design but that it would take a couple years for me to be fully knowledgeable. I told her thank you for all the help,  that I would be going up North next week with a friend, and that I would be in touch with her when I returned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want to seem like a "know-it-all" as far as the floral industry goes, but I don't feel like it is rocket science. Do you know what I mean? As a creative person, it comes very naturally and I feel like maybe I should move on and see if a different flower shop would like to give me a chance? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkUGPkauX9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/QvGad-aWvZs/s1600-h/IMG_1002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkUGPkauX9I/AAAAAAAAAb8/QvGad-aWvZs/s400/IMG_1002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351690596743274450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now I am just at a loss at what to do. Today I woke up with a sore throat so I couldn't go in. My body is telling me to rest. My heart says: go back to your artwork and things will work out in time. So I am sitting here at my desk thinking about the beautiful walk I took down at Dunbar Cave with my mom last week and how I just want to sketch and paint beautiful leaves. I am anxious to go up to northern Wisconsin with one of my friends, to take pictures, be surrounded by lakes, woods, and  soak up the summer sun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am not too concerned about the whole flower thing. I know everything will work out just the way it is supposed to.  It's just sometimes rocks are thrown into our paths and we just need to go around them or kick them out of the way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for listening :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3048969320239667981?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3048969320239667981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/following-path-without-knowing-where.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3048969320239667981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3048969320239667981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/following-path-without-knowing-where.html' title='following a path without knowing where it&apos;s going'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkUGIHsswXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/PC85vss52b4/s72-c/IMG_1006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4277978664960685927</id><published>2009-06-23T15:04:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:54:37.251-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><title type='text'>i like visits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkGjJlh55VI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8IFQvB6XDoQ/s1600-h/awesome+leaf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkGjJlh55VI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8IFQvB6XDoQ/s400/awesome+leaf.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350737217381328210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, her best friend, and my best friend came to visit this past week. I feel so happy that they came to see what I've been up to, to appreciate the trees in my back yard, the garden, some new paintings. I love that they appreciate the beauty that Tennessee has to offer even though it was 95 with 100 percent humidity! I feel so fortunate to have people that want to visit. They make me wish I lived closer. Closer to the place I came from. Closer to what made me.. me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that my mom appreciates life so much. She is so young at heart and a blast to be around. As I get older I adore my mom more and more. I can see her as a person with a life rather than just as my mom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seeing my friend Katie was also a treat.  Katie is one of those people you can just pick up where you left off with. She is the kind of friend you can just be exactly how you feel. We talked about how fun it would be to live close to one another some day, to raise our kids by each other (no kids on my end yet), to enjoy the truly simple things in life that we already enjoy but in closer proximity. I don't know if that will ever be a reality as jobs and life have a way of laying out the path before us, but it was fun to think about. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now readjusting to my daily schedule. You know how it is after you get back from a vacation or have company over for a while? I kind of feel disconnected from myself, but not in a bad way. It's just that I feel the need to be grounded, to get my hands messy outside, to paint, to drink up the heat of the day and have it not effect me in the least, to run, to bike, and to accept what the day throws at me with open arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4277978664960685927?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4277978664960685927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-like-visits.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4277978664960685927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4277978664960685927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-like-visits.html' title='i like visits'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SkGjJlh55VI/AAAAAAAAAbs/8IFQvB6XDoQ/s72-c/awesome+leaf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-382999886465987764</id><published>2009-06-15T18:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:10:46.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Roxanne</title><content type='html'>Today was not a great day by any means&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My car has been acting up lately. The air conditioner never feels cool enough and when it sits at a light the temperature gage starts to rise. I knew it wasn't the coolant because I checked that. So I took it into firestone today thinking they could tell me what was wrong. Bad choice. It took over three hours of me waiting for it before someone could come and tell me that they still don't know what is wrong with it. Not to mention the mall was with in walking distance so I ended up spending money due to the wait and the proximity of good shopping.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a better note, I dropped my car off at the GM dealer and I think they will understand my car better. Hopefully it is nothing too expensive! I will find out what the deal is tomorrow. Roxanne (my car) is ten years old now so I'm sure the wear and tear of daily drives is catching up with her. She can't remain young and spry forever I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On an even better than better note, my mom, her friend, and my best friend are coming into town this week so I have one and a half days to get my house in order. I am so excited to have some company down here. Living far away from my favorite people only makes the time I spend with them more fun and special! I can't wait! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry I don't have a picture for you of my sick car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-382999886465987764?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/382999886465987764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/roxanne.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/382999886465987764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/382999886465987764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/roxanne.html' title='Roxanne'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2052652722809585165</id><published>2009-06-12T14:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:42:08.907-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>my favorite hangout</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjKvWwPVh8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/QLscjIgmD7Y/s1600-h/summer+hangout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjKvWwPVh8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/QLscjIgmD7Y/s400/summer+hangout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346528513083410370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favorite little place to hang out during the summer days. Nothing beats a front porch swing. It is perfect and shady during the first half of the day and then the sun comes over the house and it becomes very hot. It is the perfect place to drink my coffee in the morning and  eat a bowl of cereal on occasion. I see my neighbors walking their dogs, enjoying the coolness of the morning. I also see the birds fighting for worms in the front yard. The hummingbirds don't usually come to the feeder while I am out there, but every once in a while a brave one will buzz by and grab a quick drink.  In the evenings I like to sit on the swing with my husband and watch the sunset until the mosquitos become too unbearable. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope summer finds you well and that you get a chance to soak up some sun. As much as I hate getting wrinkles, I do love the sun on my face and on my shoulder (it makes me happy). &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/2261581917009485988-2052652722809585165?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2052652722809585165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-hangout.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2052652722809585165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2052652722809585165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-hangout.html' title='my favorite hangout'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjKvWwPVh8I/AAAAAAAAAbk/QLscjIgmD7Y/s72-c/summer+hangout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-847069086246095505</id><published>2009-06-11T08:09:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T09:04:37.868-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Things'/><title type='text'>Thursday Things: Chartreuse Muse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi everyone. I just wanted to say thanks for those of you who left such kind words about my poem. I do write lots of poems in my journals and sketches, but I am always a little shy to post them. I am actually quite a shy person until you get to know me. So this blog has been a great way for me to overcome any fears of exposing who I am and what I am thinking. This blog has become such a great way for me to feel connected to the creative world and to share tidbits of my life with friends and family. I just love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I would like to thank Southern Girl of &lt;a href="http://southerngirlflorals.blogspot.com"&gt;Southerngirlflorals &lt;/a&gt;for nominating me for the loveliest  blog award! I feel so flattered and happy to receive this from such a wonderful  blogger :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I'm back with Thursday Things. I know it has been a few weeks since I have contributed to this series of mine, but it's back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chartreuse: It's a fun color, it evokes energy, and i like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEJnEysYiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tDhsPNQ5ph4/s1600-h/il_430xN.74975688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEJnEysYiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tDhsPNQ5ph4/s400/il_430xN.74975688.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346064799571403298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This original painting titled &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=26315822"&gt;Chair of Joy  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=26315822"&gt;by LeiLiLaLoo&lt;/a&gt; is so beautiful. I love the grey paired with red, turquoise, and chartreuse. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEKtTi9A5I/AAAAAAAAAbE/000jYyi-CD4/s1600-h/il_430xN.73520664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEKtTi9A5I/AAAAAAAAAbE/000jYyi-CD4/s400/il_430xN.73520664.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346066006122759058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_transaction.php?transaction_id=16817391"&gt; Fancy a Brew? tea towel by MrPS&lt;/a&gt;  speaks for itself. Love it, want it, super cool. Alright so it is more on the lime side of the greens but I had to include it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjELijTrUII/AAAAAAAAAbM/z5phbmcNhmY/s1600-h/il_430xN.68372017.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;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjELijTrUII/AAAAAAAAAbM/z5phbmcNhmY/s400/il_430xN.68372017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346066920886718594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a fine art photo titled &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24348334"&gt;Shocking by flandersfield&lt;/a&gt;. Purple and Chartreuse are shockingly beautiful when paired together.  I love this plant too, so much that I want to draw pictures of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEM3RsdwcI/AAAAAAAAAbU/0vK96vLTKV8/s1600-h/il_430xN.71341433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEM3RsdwcI/AAAAAAAAAbU/0vK96vLTKV8/s400/il_430xN.71341433.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346068376447730114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought this&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=25230999"&gt; necklace by curlysue&lt;/a&gt; fit into the chartreuse theme nicely. It would add just the right amount of color when wearing a simple black shirt. At least that's what I would wear it with :) &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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEN0Xb0YLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-XqKOwGd_I0/s1600-h/il_fullxfull.60465315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEN0Xb0YLI/AAAAAAAAAbc/-XqKOwGd_I0/s400/il_fullxfull.60465315.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346069425960542386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last, this fine art &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=21990466"&gt;photo card by JudyStalus&lt;/a&gt; is so pretty and fitting for any occasion. I am so inspired by all of these colors! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt; sellers for creating what you love, inspiring others, and for being awesome in general. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-847069086246095505?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/847069086246095505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday-things-chartreuse-muse.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/847069086246095505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/847069086246095505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday-things-chartreuse-muse.html' title='Thursday Things: Chartreuse Muse'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SjEJnEysYiI/AAAAAAAAAa8/tDhsPNQ5ph4/s72-c/il_430xN.74975688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8517804279978626761</id><published>2009-06-07T18:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:34:16.985-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>another poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Si0FJTcrcUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5-nzdwkLcSg/s1600-h/shoes+and+flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Si0FJTcrcUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5-nzdwkLcSg/s400/shoes+and+flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344933990156169538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shoes and I went for a run today&lt;div&gt;they took me on a journey around the same blocks I always travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but to me, the journey is always different&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;different people, different weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new plants blooming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new cracks in the ground forming and expanding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sunrise and sunset, never the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;along the way I am struck by the beauty of the trees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sky is their canvas, their leaves are a painting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they encourage me to keep creating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I run by them I feel as if I am a song or a memory &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;swirling through the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like a part of nature &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;not separate from it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on my runs I know I am exactly where I need to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you running shoes, thank you trees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8517804279978626761?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8517804279978626761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-poem.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8517804279978626761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8517804279978626761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-poem.html' title='another poem'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Si0FJTcrcUI/AAAAAAAAAa0/5-nzdwkLcSg/s72-c/shoes+and+flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3746361067246153746</id><published>2009-06-06T07:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T07:58:27.608-05:00</updated><title type='text'>things i like</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sipns-V7fmI/AAAAAAAAAas/cH4rZ23LCxY/s1600-h/IMG_3604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sipns-V7fmI/AAAAAAAAAas/cH4rZ23LCxY/s400/IMG_3604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344197930175397474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love fresh flowers. I would have them in my house at all times if I could swing it. This little bouquet is made with pink roses and some of my lavender. Smells like heaven in a vase. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few more things I love:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The weather today...low 80's and no humidity. A miracle for TN weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* The new &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Whiskey-GrooGrux-King-Dave-Matthews/dp/B001ULAUFS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=music&amp;amp;qid=1244292761&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;DMB album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* My husband :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Hot fudge sundays (preferably McDonald's but DQ will also do) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thats all I can think of right now. Now I'm off to water my garden and find a good outdoor project to do so I can soak up this weather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3746361067246153746?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3746361067246153746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-i-like.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3746361067246153746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3746361067246153746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-i-like.html' title='things i like'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sipns-V7fmI/AAAAAAAAAas/cH4rZ23LCxY/s72-c/IMG_3604.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-6243913863266241248</id><published>2009-06-03T18:30:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:45:10.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home Decor'/><title type='text'>a handmade gift and living space updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SicK1DHQ_mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/GvoNShUzZYs/s1600-h/IMG_3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SicK1DHQ_mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/GvoNShUzZYs/s400/IMG_3597.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343251389383507554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky me!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may be biased, but I think I might have the best in-laws on the planet. My mother in law made me this adorable felted purse. She has always been into sewing and this year she learned how to knit and felt things. She also sewed two other adorable little purses for me. Just out of the blue for no reason. I feel so loved :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SicLfFA51OI/AAAAAAAAAak/i8gC-xSO5O8/s1600-h/IMG_3575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SicLfFA51OI/AAAAAAAAAak/i8gC-xSO5O8/s400/IMG_3575.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343252111448200418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanted to share an updated picture of my crazy art room (it is never this clean by the way). I bought this rug from target because it is so bright and fun. It makes coming into this space feel like home to me. I sometimes worry if my love for patterns can get out of control in some parts of my house, but I figure an art room should be a reflection of what I love and be inspiring. Isn't it fun? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SicK9dTYIxI/AAAAAAAAAac/Zyypn4MvDQY/s1600-h/lroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SicK9dTYIxI/AAAAAAAAAac/Zyypn4MvDQY/s400/lroom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343251533852582674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, here is a photo of my living room. I told you I like pattern. I had been eyeing the green pillow from Pier one for a couple months. It finally went on sale to 25% off. Patience pays folks. Abner was kind enough to pose by the fire place. He loves being the center of attention. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-6243913863266241248?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/6243913863266241248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/handmade-gift-and-living-space-updates.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6243913863266241248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/6243913863266241248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/handmade-gift-and-living-space-updates.html' title='a handmade gift and living space updates'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SicK1DHQ_mI/AAAAAAAAAaU/GvoNShUzZYs/s72-c/IMG_3597.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2903160591655178499</id><published>2009-06-03T07:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:34:38.208-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><title type='text'>trust is the key</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiZr4FKnfrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/woX6BGXGnk8/s1600-h/american+hardwoods.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiZr4FKnfrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/woX6BGXGnk8/s400/american+hardwoods.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343076619125227186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;New Painting called:  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Hardwoods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I feel so lucky that I have a place I can come to for great support and advice. I want to say thank you to all of you for your input yesterday. I love that I have blog friends who understand me! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some reflection I realize the reason I was feeling so confused yesterday is due to fear. Fear that I will not succeed. Fear that I will not have money. Fear that I should do what society thinks is the best way.  I went over to Creative Thursday's Podcast  (thanks for the reminder &lt;a href="http://31experiment.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ashley&lt;/a&gt;) and listened to her &lt;a href="http://creativethursday.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/03/p.html"&gt;podcast on trus&lt;/a&gt;t. Here are some points that really spoke to me:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Trusting myself means:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;believing in myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;believing in my creations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can think clearly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I already have the answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that life is working in my favor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I won't compare myself to others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that I will make decisions from a place that is secure and happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not trusting myself means:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will let others beliefs drive my decisions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I make decisions out of fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not have peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not be creative&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not be happy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I have decided to not apply for the teaching job. Instead I will keep making more artwork. I will trust myself. And if I falter....you better be the first to tell me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May peace and trust be with you...(that sounds church-y)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2903160591655178499?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2903160591655178499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/trust-is-key.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2903160591655178499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2903160591655178499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/trust-is-key.html' title='trust is the key'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiZr4FKnfrI/AAAAAAAAAaM/woX6BGXGnk8/s72-c/american+hardwoods.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2613809689735090324</id><published>2009-06-02T07:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:46:06.721-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding my way'/><title type='text'>fumbling and reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiUhJUxtd1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/VpDFoUpbxY4/s1600-h/IMG_3568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiUhJUxtd1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/VpDFoUpbxY4/s400/IMG_3568.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342712977024710482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am fumbling a bit. I am in a state of in betweenness as far as work goes. I desire to make a living as an artist yet it seems so daunting at times. I have days when I go into my art room and nothing turns out. The only thing I leave behind in the art room is a tornado of scraps paint, and sweat. But no substance. I started this whole flower shop gig and as fun and interesting as it is, I don't know if it is really going to amount to earning real money. I hate hate hate to be a worrier in the financial sense but it is reality. And as much as my right brain wants to enjoy living an artful life and ignore the dollar signs, it is not responsible to do so. My left brain is saying "HEY you! Remember me! I am your common sense and I want to help you!" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There has to be a way to balance this. I am considering teaching again this coming fall to get rid of some school loans and to possibly purchase a new vehicle since mine is showing signs of illness. It would be an 8-4 gig at an elementary school.  This is not ideal as I know I wouldn't have the artistic freedom I have right now and I would be exhausted and kind of cranky at the end of the day. This is simply what millions of Americans do though. They work at a job they don't necessarily love to pay the bills. With the state of the economy in some areas, many people would die to have the chance at a full time teaching job. Turning my nose up at this kind of opportunity probably sounds rediculous to most of you who read this! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth: I want to trust that the path I am on is where I'm supposed to be. I want to trust that the uncertain feeling is just part of being stuck in between where I was and where I'm going. I want to trust that there is a reason that I was drawn to the flower shop. I want to trust that there was a reason I quit teaching in the first place.  I want to trust in my creativity, my soul, my dreams. I need to. But maybe I can still trust and teach at the same time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all want to trust that the path God has put us on is exactly where we need to be. I believe this is true. But the lingering doubt in the back of my mind is enough to make me question it.  I have to remind myself that this is okay because it is part of the journey. There are things I need to learn and I may need to just sit in this uneasiness for a while. I may submit my application for the teaching job and just see what happens. If I am supposed to work there then I will be hired. If there are other plans for me, then I will just wait and see what that is. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I already feel better writing this down here. Thanks so much for listening to me. Oh and I was nervous to show a picture of this little collage I made (above) with watercolors and scraps one morning. But there is something I like about it and thought I would share. Please excuse the shadow that is cast upon it! I did a quick and dirty photo shoot and this is what I ended up with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2613809689735090324?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2613809689735090324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/fumbling-and-reality.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2613809689735090324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2613809689735090324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/06/fumbling-and-reality.html' title='fumbling and reality'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiUhJUxtd1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/VpDFoUpbxY4/s72-c/IMG_3568.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2554793592594949984</id><published>2009-05-30T18:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:45:32.185-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>a local adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiKhtmRreFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XQoqbpcg3m8/s1600-h/IMG_3562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiKhtmRreFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XQoqbpcg3m8/s400/IMG_3562.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342009912755714130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever realized that some of the greatest places to explore are right out your backdoor? Yesterday a friend and I ventured about 15 minutes north into Kentucky to visit a few really cute towns. Our first stop was Elkton, Kentucky, population 2,000,  where we discovered a real town square with some cute botiques and cafes. People instantly knew we weren't from around these parts with our Northern accents. We then grabbed a cheese burger at a local burger stand called the Dairy Mart. It was a good old fashioned greasy delicious meal. We both can't wait to bring our husbands there on Bike Night where all the bikers gather for a night of food and festivities. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next we ventured into Fairview where we saw the J&lt;a href="http://pics4.city-data.com/cpicc/cfiles17057.jpg"&gt;efferson Davis Monument&lt;/a&gt;. For those of you who are unfamiliar with Jefferson Davis. He was the first and only "President" of the confederate states. Right next to the monument we visited a mennonite greenhouse and produce shop.  There were baskets and baskets of gorgeous flowers spilling over. The produce was fresh and bright and tastes wonderful as well! Here is a pic of the flower basket I purchased. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiKhZhbF8BI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4I5pezTrxL0/s1600-h/IMG_3566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiKhZhbF8BI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/4I5pezTrxL0/s400/IMG_3566.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342009567855636498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had more photos to show you but I didn't remember my camera! Have a lovely Sunday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2554793592594949984?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2554793592594949984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/local-adventure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2554793592594949984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2554793592594949984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/local-adventure.html' title='a local adventure'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SiKhtmRreFI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/XQoqbpcg3m8/s72-c/IMG_3562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8374121057188310572</id><published>2009-05-28T22:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:49:35.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>flowers and no time</title><content type='html'>So sorry I've been absent from my blog lately!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been "interning" at the flower shop. As the owner says she cannot afford to pay me or put me on the schedule yet until I am able to do more things on my own. She also has full time workers so for now I am just listening, learning, and smelling (the flowers that is). I think I am getting the hang of it. I saw one of the bouquets that I designed for the front case sell today and I was so excited! I can see myself owning my own shop someday. On the flip side, my artwork production has taken a slide. I have lots of ideas brewing in my head and no time to bring them to fruition. Sunday will be a day o' art-making. Alright off to sleep!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8374121057188310572?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8374121057188310572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/flowers-and-no-time.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8374121057188310572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8374121057188310572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/flowers-and-no-time.html' title='flowers and no time'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8752338612901629707</id><published>2009-05-25T08:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T08:24:58.346-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Home improvement'/><title type='text'>i like projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShqbxwzRevI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EvAX-TJ4w4w/s1600-h/IMG_3552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShqbxwzRevI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EvAX-TJ4w4w/s400/IMG_3552.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339751587416996594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a project person. It seems like I always have five things going on at one time! Although my husband is extremely handy and talented, he is gone a lot for work, so he is not always around to get things done that I would like done. I decided I wanted to get my deck stained. It had never been stained/sealed before and was starting to look grey. I chose a tinted stain called redwood and it looks really nice. On the first day I could only get half of it done and once the rain decides to stop I will be able to get the other half. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was able to go to the flower shop on Friday and Saturday for training. I never knew how much went into running a flower shop! So much to learn and do. I learned how to make corsages and boutonnieres for a wedding which was super fun. I also learned the art of bow making.  I just loved being there and can't wait to go back this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I painted the entryway in my house (I told you I have five things going on at once). I used the same grey blue color that is in my hallway and living room. It makes my whole home feel more finished. I would really love to find a black entryway bench with storage baskets underneath to put in there. I know I saw one at Hobby Lobby a while back. I wonder if they still have it? It also needs some artwork. I will show you a picture when I am finished. Today I hope to get the house clean so that the rest of the week I can make some artwork and relax.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy this memorial day. Thank you soldiers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8752338612901629707?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8752338612901629707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-projects.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8752338612901629707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8752338612901629707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-like-projects.html' title='i like projects'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShqbxwzRevI/AAAAAAAAAZs/EvAX-TJ4w4w/s72-c/IMG_3552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3809443912593982049</id><published>2009-05-20T08:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:28:28.021-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShQTKTAfFCI/AAAAAAAAAZk/68nC0Wr_q9o/s1600-h/IMG_3325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShQTKTAfFCI/AAAAAAAAAZk/68nC0Wr_q9o/s400/IMG_3325.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337912525962810402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First Update: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the other day I was walking through my yard after mowing my lawn when all of a sudden I kicked something up from under my foot. It was the toad! The same toad from &lt;a href="http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/blossoms-treasures-and-story.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;. I instantly stooped down to see if he was okay and he appeared to be alive and breathing. After all the trouble I had trying not to mow him over, he just had to be in the way! I was mad at him for not moving.  I mean seriously! I have saved him at least two other times so the least he could do is move to a lower traffic area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second update: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently wrote to Kohl's asking them if they recycled their hangers or not when a cashier told me that they just tossed them in a dumpster. I received a nice response saying that they do recycle them. I am very happy about this because I enjoy going to kohl's and now my mind can be at ease when I buy a new shirt. I have started recycling consistently about a year ago. It is great because I  only have one bag of actual trash (things I cannot recycle) to dispose of each week. Which makes me wonder if I should just get rid of my big garbage bin outside and just bring my trash to the recycling center with everything else? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third update: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have a part time job working at a flower shop! This is really exciting for me because if you have seen my artwork  you will know I LOVE plants, flowers, and bright colors. I also love learning new things. I can imagine designing beautiful bouquets and arrangements for weddings and events. Sometimes I think I have too many interests and that I should just focus in on one thing, but life is too short not to try everything out. I just love being alive and I want to feel and do it all! Kind of like that song by Feist &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xvOOegxKIoI"&gt;I Feel It All.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace out and see ya tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3809443912593982049?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3809443912593982049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-update-so-other-day-i-was-walking.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3809443912593982049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3809443912593982049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/first-update-so-other-day-i-was-walking.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShQTKTAfFCI/AAAAAAAAAZk/68nC0Wr_q9o/s72-c/IMG_3325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4168237098054897066</id><published>2009-05-18T08:43:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:05:50.682-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding my way'/><title type='text'>I feel light on my feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShFpgvKCg5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/k3BHsxF4Quk/s1600-h/IMG_3545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShFpgvKCg5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/k3BHsxF4Quk/s400/IMG_3545.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337163044546053010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you all have a good weekend? I really enjoyed mine! I did some bike riding, ate dinner with friends, saw a bluegrass band in downtown Clarksville, and started running again. I have been a runner all through high school through college and up to now. When I started experiencing allergy problems this spring I had to stop running for a while until I could figure out what kind of medicines/inhalers worked best. Now I am happy to say that I am back at it and it feels GOOD! Running gives me a kind of freedom in my spirit that makes me feel like I can do anything. It must be the release of endorphins and sweating out the toxins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also made some new artwork just for myself. I might work on it some more but I wanted to share what I have so far. It's called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where I've Been and Where I'm Going&lt;/span&gt;. It is a mixed media piece that shows maps of the places I have lived: Minnesota, North Carolina, and TN. My feet, the tree, and the sky represent where I am going.  Here is a close up of the the quote in the middle of it which says:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them. But I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Louisa May Alcott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShFpn0iZtnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kV6FUdmmqIw/s1600-h/IMG_3546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShFpn0iZtnI/AAAAAAAAAZU/kV6FUdmmqIw/s400/IMG_3546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337163166249498226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now I'm off to run errands, feed the neighbor's dog, and pick up more canvases to paint paint paint! Hope Monday is a Funday for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4168237098054897066?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4168237098054897066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-light-on-my-feet.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4168237098054897066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4168237098054897066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-light-on-my-feet.html' title='I feel light on my feet'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/ShFpgvKCg5I/AAAAAAAAAZM/k3BHsxF4Quk/s72-c/IMG_3545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2330563620964885906</id><published>2009-05-14T20:09:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T23:29:45.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Things'/><title type='text'>Thursday Things: Hello Yellow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you stopping by my blog for the first time I have a series I do every week called Thursday Things. I call it that because I like to feature "things" that either catch my eye, inspire me, that I would like to buy, that I admire...etc.  The majority of the time I like to feature Etsy sellers because their items seem to be the most unique and inspiring to me.  Plus I'm sure they appreciate a little advertising as well. But Thursday Things is not limited to Etsy items. I like to keep it broad just in case ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been raining here for like an entire month. I think that is why I am craving bright sunny yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgzbpReoUzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/tcbFU_fbl8Q/s1600-h/il_430xN.62465178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgzbpReoUzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/tcbFU_fbl8Q/s400/il_430xN.62465178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335881160640189234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22583801&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_20&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=yellow&amp;amp;ga_search_type=category&amp;amp;category=clothing.dress&amp;amp;ga_page=3&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;dress&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5980743"&gt;stephanieteague&lt;/a&gt; is super cute and would make me feel like a super hero if I could wear it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sgzb0ShNdjI/AAAAAAAAAYs/8dzOhE8n2S4/s1600-h/il_430xN.69870681.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sgzb0ShNdjI/AAAAAAAAAYs/8dzOhE8n2S4/s400/il_430xN.69870681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335881349898008114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24793850&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_17&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=Yellow&amp;amp;ga_search_type=category&amp;amp;category=housewares.bowl&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;small yellow fade bowls&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=26722"&gt;upintheairsomewhere&lt;/a&gt; are made from paper mache. They look as if they are made of porcelain. So beautiful and delicate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgzcDxvml8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/eY6GEsb4Ra4/s1600-h/il_430xN.70390142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgzcDxvml8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/eY6GEsb4Ra4/s400/il_430xN.70390142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335881615977912258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24948949&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_5&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=yellow+flower&amp;amp;ga_search_type=category&amp;amp;category=jewelry.necklace&amp;amp;ga_page=9&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;lemon zest necklace&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=62605"&gt;luxedeluxe&lt;/a&gt; would be a great accessory to add that pop of color to an outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sgzb-rqfxEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/lHJ3x-SQBb8/s1600-h/il_430xN.67066660.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sgzb-rqfxEI/AAAAAAAAAY0/lHJ3x-SQBb8/s400/il_430xN.67066660.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335881528446534722" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&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(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; display: inline !important; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;I whole heartedly agree with this &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=23958418&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_3&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=yellow+art+print+life&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;print&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5288440"&gt;paperfunkpress.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgzpMrrRgUI/AAAAAAAAAZE/buexKIbsI3U/s1600-h/flock3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgzpMrrRgUI/AAAAAAAAAZE/buexKIbsI3U/s400/flock3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335896062619124034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last but not least...I have created a set of cards based on my Yellow Bird print. Now available &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=25056102"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2330563620964885906?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2330563620964885906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-things-hello-yello.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2330563620964885906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2330563620964885906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursday-things-hello-yello.html' title='Thursday Things: Hello Yellow'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgzbpReoUzI/AAAAAAAAAYk/tcbFU_fbl8Q/s72-c/il_430xN.62465178.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7340545693140021819</id><published>2009-05-14T08:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T08:30:13.382-05:00</updated><title type='text'>in the fishbowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgwcwS4so0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/gdJxdESOQ04/s1600-h/6a00e553c01b4b883301157086bd52970b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 358px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgwcwS4so0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/gdJxdESOQ04/s400/6a00e553c01b4b883301157086bd52970b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335671274556138306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to announce that I will be taking part in an e-course called &lt;a href="http://www.creativethursday.com/e-course.htm"&gt;In the Fish Bowl: Life as an Artist Online&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;a href="http://creativethursday.typepad.com/my_weblog/2009/05/in-the-fish-bowl-life-as-an-artist-online-an-ecourse.html"&gt;Creative Thursday's Marisa Haedike&lt;/a&gt;. I cannot say enough wonderful things about this artist. She is a source of inspiration for many artists starting out and also an inspiration to those who love and buy her creations. If you are an artist who sells your work online, I highly recommend that you sign up for her course. The price is reasonable and I think it is going to be an inspirational and informative journey. The course starts June 18 and lasts for six weeks. It will be a great way to learn how to market yourself and how to make your vision a reality. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/2261581917009485988-7340545693140021819?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7340545693140021819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-fishbowl.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7340545693140021819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7340545693140021819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-fishbowl.html' title='in the fishbowl'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgwcwS4so0I/AAAAAAAAAYc/gdJxdESOQ04/s72-c/6a00e553c01b4b883301157086bd52970b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3292807114572448299</id><published>2009-05-13T09:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:56:35.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><title type='text'>Leap after Leap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgreVTCd0VI/AAAAAAAAAYU/dIn5LyeHS28/s1600-h/IMG_3521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgreVTCd0VI/AAAAAAAAAYU/dIn5LyeHS28/s400/IMG_3521.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335321166043009362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a note to myself and to you to remind us that it's ok to not know what the heck is going on. I have these days where I feel these bouts of inspiration and I like sharing them here. I hope you don't mind and that you don't think I am crazy.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the left part of our brains are so obsessed with timelines, answers, conclusions to the problem, creating problems, solving, solving, searching, re-evaluating, and controlling,  that it clouds our souls quite a bit! This part of our brain is necessary in order to survive and to live in this world but I favor the right side myself. To nurture the right side is to acknowledge the fun, spontaneous, creative side of yourself. It makes living a whole lot o' fun. I like saying that "lot o' fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have to make an effort to use this side of the brain. Your left brain may resist at first, but just ignore it. It is merely scared that you will now be able to control it. It also takes practice, so my suggestion is that you do one spontaneous or creative thing a day in order to build confidence. Here is a list of things I like to do to nurture this side of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Get on your bike and go pick up a friend. Ride bikes through the neighborhood like you are kids again. Find a sweet jump. Jump it (only if you have a helmet on).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Collect treasures on a walk. This can be anything from rocks to bugs, to small forgotten plastic toys. Think about the life this treasure had before you found it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Have a fire in your backyard or a friend's. What could be more spontaneous than fire? Tell ghost stories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Go galavanting around town with no particular purpose. Buy a cream slush at sonic. Yum! or go to your craft store and buy a new art tool to play with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Make something. I don't care if you are not a so called "artist". Find some magazines, old photos, maps, and cut interesting shapes out. Make a postcard/collage out of it and send it to someone. If you are too embarrassed of how it looks, send it to me. I can appreciate it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Ok this is a sappy one but I really believe it: Continually notice the beauty around you (Note: ignore garbage in the street and mean people). Also remember that we are a part of this universe, not separate from it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Laugh. Laugh at yourself. Call up your funniest friend and laugh together. This is my favorite thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Take lots of pictures. Of everything, anything. Don't ask me why. It is just a fun thing to do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a splendid Wednesday and don't forget to watch the season finale of LOST!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3292807114572448299?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3292807114572448299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/leap-after-leap.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3292807114572448299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3292807114572448299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/leap-after-leap.html' title='Leap after Leap'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgreVTCd0VI/AAAAAAAAAYU/dIn5LyeHS28/s72-c/IMG_3521.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8969315991837271756</id><published>2009-05-12T07:56:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:27:43.162-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Feeling Refreshed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sgl41NL2XSI/AAAAAAAAAYM/1sVcVDQgP3E/s1600-h/sticks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sgl41NL2XSI/AAAAAAAAAYM/1sVcVDQgP3E/s400/sticks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334928089064824098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;~ cool sticks in colorado ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&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(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Top of the morn' to you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a much needed break from my computer and now I feel refreshed in my mind and heart. I am so happy to be here with you my blogging friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a snippet of my weekend: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* went to a friend's house where we ate tacos and went through her box of old school cd's and had fun singing and dancing to nsync and the backstreet boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Saved yet another frog mowing my lush green lawn. I swear it looked like the same one I saved a few weeks ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* drank lots of dunkin' donuts coffee and made Special K bars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Received a beautiful work of art from this &lt;a href="http://www.sarahearn.blogspot.com/"&gt;artist&lt;/a&gt;. I entered a giveaway she had on her site a few weeks ago and won. She has a beautiful etsy shop and blog. Check it out! Thanks Sarah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Went to Kohls and purchased a few shirts. The cashier told me they just throw their hangers away! I was so upset about this that I emailed the company. I found out that they have a green initiative and discovered that they do recycle some hangers, but I am unsure if this is happening in every store or all states. Here is the &lt;a href="http://www.kohlsgreenscene.com/index.asp"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. I will let you know what they say to me when they email back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Watched Dancing with the Stars last night and I'm thinking that Melissa is the most talented of the dancers.  What do you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you have a great Tuesday and remember that......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Every morning when we wake up, we have twenty four brand-new hours to live. What a precious gift!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Thich Nhat Hanh&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/2261581917009485988-8969315991837271756?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8969315991837271756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-refreshed.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8969315991837271756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8969315991837271756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-refreshed.html' title='Feeling Refreshed'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sgl41NL2XSI/AAAAAAAAAYM/1sVcVDQgP3E/s72-c/sticks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-392081812233206584</id><published>2009-05-10T08:16:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:59:18.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgbdXrzY3NI/AAAAAAAAAX8/dZqF0Avim_A/s1600-h/me+and+mom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgbdXrzY3NI/AAAAAAAAAX8/dZqF0Avim_A/s400/me+and+mom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334194207631924434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am thankful that god made you my mom because I couldn't imagine having anyone else as my mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think you are one of the least judgmental person(s) I have ever known which is a quality I am always working on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You have a kind heart and everyone who meets you wants to be your friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You are always there to listen when I am upset, sad, mad, happy, and excited even though we live far away from each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;When I was very little I always told my friends that I thought you were the most beautiful mom in the entire world. I still think so. I remember wishing I had blonde hair like yours. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You had me at a very young age which must have been difficult. Thank you for taking care of me and helping me grow into such a cool person! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks for all the times you put up with me in the mornings when I wanted to pick out my own outfit and do my own hair for school. I know I must have looked really crazy some days going to kindergarten. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks for teaching me to appreciate nature and the little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thanks for being understanding and supportive in every decision I have made so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sending love from TN to MN  on this Mother's Day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;xoxoxox,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;~me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2261581917009485988-392081812233206584?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/392081812233206584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-mom.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/392081812233206584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/392081812233206584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-mom.html' title='Dear Mom'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgbdXrzY3NI/AAAAAAAAAX8/dZqF0Avim_A/s72-c/me+and+mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-29625691314227893</id><published>2009-05-08T09:32:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:01:53.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Technology Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgRH2ZbmfrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZQah9g42GWs/s1600-h/IMG_3392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgRH2ZbmfrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZQah9g42GWs/s400/IMG_3392.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333466858578673330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;the top of my little sugar maple tree&lt;/span&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgRHwG18QhI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mL8dceeWN6g/s1600-h/IMG_3378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgRHwG18QhI/AAAAAAAAAXs/mL8dceeWN6g/s400/IMG_3378.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333466750509662738" /&gt;&lt;/a&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="font-size: medium;"&gt;Rhododendron plant that I bought last year that had no flowers and this year much to my surprise it is blooming these gorgeous purple blossoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Dear friends from afar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I am signing off for the weekend and taking a break from my computer. As much as I love the world wide web, I also enjoy being in the world of non-web. I have some household projects that need to be  finished and I also want to spend some time in nature. I might even go fishing tomorrow if it doesn't rain. It has been raining here in Tennessee for the last couple weeks and I am hopeful that it will be sunny at least one of the days this weekend.  On the bright side, I haven't had to water my garden or my flowers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I hope you find some time to do something you enjoy this weekend and I will be back on Monday energized and ready to blog to the best of my ability!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-29625691314227893?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/29625691314227893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/technology-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/29625691314227893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/29625691314227893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/technology-break.html' title='Technology Break'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgRH2ZbmfrI/AAAAAAAAAX0/ZQah9g42GWs/s72-c/IMG_3392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8772038102796682082</id><published>2009-05-05T22:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:02:19.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>Allergies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgELaCRW5GI/AAAAAAAAAXk/_EUZIFwsFwE/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgELaCRW5GI/AAAAAAAAAXk/_EUZIFwsFwE/s400/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332555975697556578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have never been told by a doctor in my entire life that I am allergic to anything. After struggling the last couple months with breathing I was referred to an allergy/asthma specialist to get things checked out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So today I  had an allergy scratch test done on my back, where they scratch all sorts of allergens into your skin and watch for the reactions.  Out of the 48 different things that were pricked into my skin I am allergic to 40 of them.  At the top of the list: Dust Mites, Cats and Dogs, Various Trees, Weeds, and Grasses.  So basically everything. Oh, except horses (don't ask me why they tested that one on me!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically I need to sell my cats and get a horse, pour concrete over my grass, buy a hepa-filter, dust and vacuum constantly, and never go to anyone's house considering they will probably have a dog or cat. Or....the doc says I can kick the cats out of my bedroom and just take medicines and inhalers so I can go on with my life. I choose option two since I'm sure you all know I could never ever in a billion years get rid of my cats :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Has anyone else developed allergies in adulthood? This is just too crazy for me to understand. I have a bunch of brochures that the doctor gave me which will probably help me gain a better understanding of it all. I know that the allergens in the air cause my airways to get inflamed making it hard to breathe and the sensors in my nose tell my lungs not to breathe in the invading particles. Craziness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8772038102796682082?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8772038102796682082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/allergies.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8772038102796682082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8772038102796682082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/allergies.html' title='Allergies'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SgELaCRW5GI/AAAAAAAAAXk/_EUZIFwsFwE/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7436444836620821461</id><published>2009-05-04T09:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T10:00:45.707-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Tea Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sf8CeOwLA5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/GKKTIx_2FZ4/s1600-h/teatime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sf8CeOwLA5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/GKKTIx_2FZ4/s400/teatime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331983202209432466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a new painting I've been working on called Tea Time now available in my &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24573938"&gt;shop&lt;/a&gt;. I am discovering how much I love doing mixed media paintings. There is so much freedom and fun involved. One of the most rewarding parts of it is not knowing how the final product may turn out. Now I leave you with a quote that can be applied in most areas of life, not just art. I hope you have a non-manic Monday!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head almost nothing."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Marc Chagall&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/2261581917009485988-7436444836620821461?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7436444836620821461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/tea-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7436444836620821461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7436444836620821461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/05/tea-time.html' title='Tea Time'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sf8CeOwLA5I/AAAAAAAAAXc/GKKTIx_2FZ4/s72-c/teatime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8094274974644740232</id><published>2009-05-02T22:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:43:56.337-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>a little saturday night poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sf0OBC0C5LI/AAAAAAAAAXU/aQjZs1QiWEo/s1600-h/abnerindryer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sf0OBC0C5LI/AAAAAAAAAXU/aQjZs1QiWEo/s400/abnerindryer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331432944974357682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A Poem About Laundry&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="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;the dryer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;full of whites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;tumbles soft&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;then hard as it rolls into one ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;a cat is inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;but no cat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;just sheets and towels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;by: me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&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/2261581917009485988-8094274974644740232?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sf0OBC0C5LI/AAAAAAAAAXU/aQjZs1QiWEo/s72-c/abnerindryer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-7125191602965786104</id><published>2009-04-30T14:37:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T16:43:35.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Things: Inspired by Purple</title><content type='html'>Purple:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color that results between mixing blue and red&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color that only the rich people wore in medieval times due to the rarity of blue dye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color of my bedroom growing up (actually it was lavender)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color of plums, grapes, some onions, and eggplants. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The color that has been on my mind this week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some purple things from here and there that I like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoYMJpA_6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/OW2O4Iy9xwQ/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 277px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoYMJpA_6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/OW2O4Iy9xwQ/s400/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330599705971851170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This one shoulder &lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?_dyncharset=ISO-8859-1&amp;amp;_dynSessConf=169889134170167070&amp;amp;id=853577&amp;amp;parentid=APP_SWIMWEAR&amp;amp;pushId=APP_SWIMWEAR&amp;amp;prepushId=APP_SWIMWEAR&amp;amp;popId=APPAREL&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=13&amp;amp;navAction=poppush&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=plu&amp;amp;colorName=PLUM"&gt;strap bandeau bikini top &lt;/a&gt;from Anthro. Yes summer is on my mind and oh how I wish I had a pool in my backyard!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoYqeGeXoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Yyc554Y7T08/s1600-h/il_430xN.68307915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoYqeGeXoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Yyc554Y7T08/s400/il_430xN.68307915.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330600226860195458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;2. &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24329036"&gt;This Mini Purple Dahlia Clutch&lt;/a&gt; from JohnMetBetty's shop. It is just too darn cute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoZDDDbU9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/8kfvaF2fkY8/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoZDDDbU9I/AAAAAAAAAW0/8kfvaF2fkY8/s400/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330600649096385490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. This &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Tops-Back-Basics-Juniors-Women/b/ref=sc_fe_l_1/181-2129746-9155727?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;node=1260562011"&gt;lightweight purple hoodie&lt;/a&gt; from Target. I know it isn't that special, but I was looking at all my hoodies and sweatshirts this week and noticed all of them were either grey or black! Not so cheerful or fun for spring. Plus it is only $16.00. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoZfG3PpAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LPavIy--YgA/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoZfG3PpAI/AAAAAAAAAW8/LPavIy--YgA/s400/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330601131155366914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://www1.macys.com/catalog/product/index.ognc?ID=363947&amp;amp;PseudoCat=se-xx-xx-xx.esn_results"&gt;Purple dress&lt;/a&gt; from Macy's by Ruby Rox. I always  say I want to wear more dresses in the summer and then never do. I think there's something about dresses that makes me feel like I'm trying too hard or something. You know what I mean? But when you think about it dresses actually take less work than wearing anything else. It is only one piece of clothing to put on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoZ6kVGEsI/AAAAAAAAAXE/-30l-r2qnik/s1600-h/il_430xN.54674148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoZ6kVGEsI/AAAAAAAAAXE/-30l-r2qnik/s400/il_430xN.54674148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330601602921665218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. This last find is by far my favorite. A vintage 1983 &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=20260470"&gt;My Little Pony Suitcase&lt;/a&gt; from decade's etsy shop. If I had a little girl she would own this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hope this Thursday finds you well! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-7125191602965786104?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/7125191602965786104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-things-inspired-by-purple.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7125191602965786104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/7125191602965786104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-things-inspired-by-purple.html' title='Thursday Things: Inspired by Purple'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfoYMJpA_6I/AAAAAAAAAWk/OW2O4Iy9xwQ/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5714265321557687593</id><published>2009-04-28T21:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:46:22.567-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Getting my Fixx</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sfe8DNK8x5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/MCF_CCQ0myE/s1600-h/blossoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sfe8DNK8x5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/MCF_CCQ0myE/s400/blossoms.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329935447277488018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago I was feeling brave and submitted some of my artwork to the &lt;a href="http://indiefixxgalleria.com/"&gt;Indie Fixx Galleria&lt;/a&gt;, which is an online gallery of indie goods  featuring a juried mix of indie designers &amp;amp; boutiques. Last weekend I got an email saying they have accepted my submissions (big smile). So from April 29th- June 10th I am displaying eight pieces of my artwork there. It's amazing what happens if you just put yourself out there isn't it? Indie fixx also has a &lt;a href="http://indiefixx.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; and lots of other great links. If you feel like exploring, check it out and support independent artists in the world! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanted to thank some of my dear friends for purchasing some of my artwork recently. It means the world to me that you like what I do. I think the encouragement I have received from my friends really makes an impact on me. It reaffirms that I am on the right path and that I need to keep listening to my intuition. And thank you to all who read and comment on my blog! Your presence does not go unnoticed. I get excited to come to this place everyday to see what you have shared with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Believing and charging on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://indiefixxgalleria.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5714265321557687593?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5714265321557687593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-my-fixx.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5714265321557687593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5714265321557687593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/getting-my-fixx.html' title='Getting my Fixx'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sfe8DNK8x5I/AAAAAAAAAWc/MCF_CCQ0myE/s72-c/blossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5584048009525148381</id><published>2009-04-27T12:14:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:45:05.772-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blossoms Treasures and A Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So far today.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXspoTtMkI/AAAAAAAAAVw/o1lXfvwUuV8/s1600-h/blossoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXspoTtMkI/AAAAAAAAAVw/o1lXfvwUuV8/s400/blossoms.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329425934001713730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I looked up and marveled at the purple blossoms on this tree. I think maybe the reason people make art is because we envy how nature produces it effortlessly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXtMw2UQcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Whlucwb7xnk/s1600-h/rocks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXtMw2UQcI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Whlucwb7xnk/s400/rocks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329426537589785026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my walk today I found these treasures. Two smooth rocks and a helicopter leaf. As a kid I was more obsessed with rocks than I was with barbies. I was an explorer looking for the most beautiful and unique rocks I could find in our gravel driveway. I collected them in a yellow plastic butter container. Helicopter leaves could also entertain me for hours. It was fun to collect as many as I could as a kid and then toss them up in the air and watch them fall magically all around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chronicles of Mowing:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to mow my lawn every four days. It grows that fast. I do not own a self- propelled mower so I turn mowing into my workout for the day. I usually go fast while jamming on my ipod. Well, last week everything changed. I was mowing and minding my own business when this sweet toad jumped into the path of my mower! I saw half of his body go one way and half go the other...it was a site unfit for children's eyes and my own. I felt so sad. I blamed myself for going too fast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then...while I was weed whipping around the house I accidentally killed a small snake!  This happened within five minutes of killing the frog. It was not a good day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXt-hP0cRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/SgjP5YI7zNI/s1600-h/IMG_3387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXt-hP0cRI/AAAAAAAAAWE/SgjP5YI7zNI/s400/IMG_3387.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329427392395243794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it turns out that my trusty yellow mower is actually a killing machine in disguise. Who knows how many other toads, frogs, and bugs lives it has cut short (no pun intended). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXuXK6rEpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/NAOY56dT2J0/s1600-h/IMG_3390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXuXK6rEpI/AAAAAAAAAWM/NAOY56dT2J0/s400/IMG_3390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329427815897698962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I mowed my grass very slowly. I kept my eyes about 3 feet ahead so I would not murder anymore amphibians. By the grace of God I spotted two and safely put them out of harm's way. This is one of the toads I saved :) He was very kind to pose for a photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you find some treasures today and save a life or two.&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/2261581917009485988-5584048009525148381?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5584048009525148381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/blossoms-treasures-and-story.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5584048009525148381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5584048009525148381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/blossoms-treasures-and-story.html' title='Blossoms Treasures and A Story'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfXspoTtMkI/AAAAAAAAAVw/o1lXfvwUuV8/s72-c/blossoms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2438013897837971503</id><published>2009-04-23T21:07:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:41:56.739-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Things: Etsy</title><content type='html'>This week's Thursday Things is inspired by the colors of the sea and sky! I have been drawn to these colors all week and I think it might be because of Earth day? Enjoy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEkNP-e6XI/AAAAAAAAAVI/250mXwhrSlE/s1600-h/il_430xN.67147516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEkNP-e6XI/AAAAAAAAAVI/250mXwhrSlE/s400/il_430xN.67147516.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328079644201511282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. This set of four 5 x 5 inch &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=23983064"&gt;prints&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5064563"&gt;irenesuchockie's shop &lt;/a&gt;will surely make you want to spend the day laying on a blanket in the grass watching the clouds roll by. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" span="" style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEkZZG_0MI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NuHF__vCcbg/s1600-h/il_430xN-1.65135748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEkZZG_0MI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/NuHF__vCcbg/s400/il_430xN-1.65135748.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328079852811571394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; "&gt;2. This Turquoise with moss pleats &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=23382403"&gt;zipper pouch&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5268141"&gt;ziazia&lt;/a&gt; is fun and stylish. I can see myself taking a stroll around town with it clutched in my hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEkz62SvsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/gAZfpeXSIrw/s1600-h/il_430xN.67216390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEkz62SvsI/AAAAAAAAAVY/gAZfpeXSIrw/s400/il_430xN.67216390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328080308544913090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ok. I want everything in &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5839901"&gt; heirloom08's shop&lt;/a&gt;.  This &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=24003620"&gt;shirt&lt;/a&gt; is adorable and the photograph is equally impressive don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfElUnubHbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/MbKkeyJq_SA/s1600-h/il_430xN.63669894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 371px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfElUnubHbI/AAAAAAAAAVg/MbKkeyJq_SA/s400/il_430xN.63669894.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328080870347316658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you haven't noticed I am kind of obsessed with decorative pillows and this week's etsy featured seller &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=6788960"&gt;alexandraferguson &lt;/a&gt;makes lots of em. I especially love this &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=22942819"&gt;aqua moss bud explosion pillow&lt;/a&gt;. You can read her etsy interview &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/featured_seller.php"&gt;here. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEmYzzM_RI/AAAAAAAAAVo/KYS66HqZ4og/s1600-h/il_430xN.66395817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEmYzzM_RI/AAAAAAAAAVo/KYS66HqZ4og/s400/il_430xN.66395817.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328082041819692306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't forget that Mother's day is around the corner. Send a fun card like &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=23758844"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5356045"&gt;figure22's shop&lt;/a&gt; to your mom or a mom you wish was your mom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2438013897837971503?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2438013897837971503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-things-etsy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2438013897837971503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2438013897837971503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-things-etsy.html' title='Thursday Things: Etsy'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfEkNP-e6XI/AAAAAAAAAVI/250mXwhrSlE/s72-c/il_430xN.67147516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-3036592243557238981</id><published>2009-04-23T18:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T18:49:03.020-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Big Painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfD95BH00pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zduocwC-zu0/s1600-h/big+painting+outside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfD95BH00pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zduocwC-zu0/s400/big+painting+outside.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328037515174924946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey there you blog readers you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a picture of what I made today. Actually it took yesterday and today. You can click the picture to see a bigger view.  I have been busy as a bee and a bird lately. My mind is filled with all these ideas and projects. It is like an explosion of creativity or something! Better ride the wave while it lasts, right? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~I will be back later with a Thursday Things post ~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-3036592243557238981?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/3036592243557238981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-painting.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3036592243557238981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/3036592243557238981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/big-painting.html' title='Big Painting'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SfD95BH00pI/AAAAAAAAAVA/zduocwC-zu0/s72-c/big+painting+outside.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-5211211791598421714</id><published>2009-04-21T07:57:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:03:30.847-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finding my way'/><title type='text'>let your spirit dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se3e7bGaOHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5bGNomhGqMU/s1600-h/feet+clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se3e7bGaOHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5bGNomhGqMU/s400/feet+clouds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327159046717454450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;~my feet~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Do you wake up in the morning and feel like the possibilities for the day are endless? This is how I have been feeling every day since quitting my job last year. It is liberating for my spirit. I remember this time last year I was teaching at a middle school. As hard as I tried to "love" my job I couldn't deny the voices and whispers in my heart that kept telling me:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"This isn't you"  "This isn't the right path for you." "You can't force this job on yourself." "You are suffocating"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is funny how the rational part of yourself tries to squash these voices:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"But sometimes you like this job." "You are making money now!" " It will get easier with time"......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was like a game of tug of war in my head! It is so hard because society teaches us to go to school, get a degree, get good grades, get a steady paying job, and live happily ever after.  We are told when we grow up that we can be whatever we want to be, but usually this concept is squashed in high school when you are trying to choose a college major and it feels like there are so many limitations in the world. Expectations determine the path we take. We are asked "What do you want to major in?" when we should be asked "What makes your spirit come alive?!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I have always been the kind of person to follow my heart rather than my head. I finally squashed the rational side of my mind and wrote down my decision on the white board in my office: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I WILL NOT GO BACK NEXT YEAR&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was a pivotal moment. My creative side cheered! "YES. This is the first step. Don't doubt yourself." At this point I had to trust that what I was doing was the right thing, but the flood gate of fear came pouring over me. What was I going to do next then? What will people think of me quitting a perfectly good job? How will I make money? Am I crazy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew that I wanted to live a creative life. I wanted to honor the gifts that God has given me. I wanted to make artwork, to learn, to explore, and to share this path with others. I created space in my life for this dream. It is slowly coming along and I get excited about all my small victories, whether I sell a print in my shop, finish a new painting, or get compliments on my art. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily I have a very supportive husband. He knew I wasn't happy with my job. I have been so blessed to have found a person who cares about me and my happiness more than an extra paycheck every month. In turn, I will always support what his heart tells him and encourage him to do what he loves as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please know that I don't think everyone should quit their jobs and be an artist. I know many people who love and enjoy their jobs. I have one friend who is an extraordinary teacher and I can't imagine her doing anything else. What I do believe is we should do what makes our spirit dance. As far as I know we only get to live once. We need to make brave decisions and live passionately. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-5211211791598421714?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/5211211791598421714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-your-spirit-dance.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5211211791598421714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/5211211791598421714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/let-your-spirit-dance.html' title='let your spirit dance'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se3e7bGaOHI/AAAAAAAAAU4/5bGNomhGqMU/s72-c/feet+clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-1641717340661697702</id><published>2009-04-20T18:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:59:17.329-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><title type='text'>These were fun to make</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se0IbjfQC0I/AAAAAAAAAUg/tLqe82bU8yQ/s1600-h/businesscards1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se0IbjfQC0I/AAAAAAAAAUg/tLqe82bU8yQ/s400/businesscards1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326923203724970818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was inspired by Ashley over at her blog &lt;a href="http://31experiment.blogspot.com/2009/04/diy-bisiness-cards.html"&gt;31 experiment&lt;/a&gt; to make my own business cards. It made complete sense to me as an artist to make my own, rather than paying someone else money to make cards that may not even reflect my style or personality. I love anything with a handmade touch, so I am hoping potential art lovers/buyers will appreciate this too. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se0MGobn4XI/AAAAAAAAAUo/U2sX6cjnXKk/s1600-h/IMG_3317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se0MGobn4XI/AAAAAAAAAUo/U2sX6cjnXKk/s400/IMG_3317.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326927242321191282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To make these I used leftover scraps of watercolor paper, embroidery thread, faber castell pit pens, and  watercolor paint.  It was a fun way to spend my morning, listening to Heart (sometimes I like to rock out) and making these colorful cards. I blurred out my phone number because my husband hates it when I give out too much info :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to say "Thanks Ashley!" for writing such a useful post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you haven't entered to win one of my art prints and are still interested you still have time to enter. Go &lt;a href="http://10oneworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/kschulz-giveaway.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. A winner will be announced tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-1641717340661697702?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/1641717340661697702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-were-fun-to-make.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1641717340661697702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/1641717340661697702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/these-were-fun-to-make.html' title='These were fun to make'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Se0IbjfQC0I/AAAAAAAAAUg/tLqe82bU8yQ/s72-c/businesscards1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2264759301592389108</id><published>2009-04-18T15:30:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:03:14.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daily Life'/><title type='text'>it all grows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...in my yard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo7EwWPNOI/AAAAAAAAATc/5A-r2y1kUq4/s1600-h/yellow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo7EwWPNOI/AAAAAAAAATc/5A-r2y1kUq4/s400/yellow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326134462202721506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Azalea bush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo7E85pC5I/AAAAAAAAATU/tycgYo0vZ78/s1600-h/pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo7E85pC5I/AAAAAAAAATU/tycgYo0vZ78/s400/pink.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326134465572440978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Azalea ( This one flowers three times a year!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo6kC9_9aI/AAAAAAAAATM/IYp5pXrwRa0/s1600-h/green.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo6kC9_9aI/AAAAAAAAATM/IYp5pXrwRa0/s400/green.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326133900265649570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hosta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo6DtdzNEI/AAAAAAAAATE/2nZYw5VDq8Q/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo6DtdzNEI/AAAAAAAAATE/2nZYw5VDq8Q/s400/red.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326133344737637442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Begonias (looking a little beat up after being planted)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I enjoyed a day of planting, weeding, mulching, and singing along to some Feist, Adele, and Amy Seeley on my ipod. I think I might have even gotten a little color on my face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What a plant-tastic day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/2261581917009485988-2264759301592389108?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2264759301592389108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-all-grows.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2264759301592389108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2264759301592389108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-all-grows.html' title='it all grows...'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Seo7EwWPNOI/AAAAAAAAATc/5A-r2y1kUq4/s72-c/yellow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-897842154638235559</id><published>2009-04-16T09:38:00.017-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:36:02.735-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thursday Things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><title type='text'>Thurday Things: Inspired by Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedxcLVSIwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BXdMOYiWa4s/s1600-h/Picture+15.png" 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;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedxcLVSIwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BXdMOYiWa4s/s400/Picture+15.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325349813281235714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/85287163@N00/2343715847/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; to see where this image came from)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jstalusphotographs/3339629567/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jstalusphotographs/3339629567/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedvSptKFlI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_pB0qQExDEc/s1600-h/Picture+14.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedvSptKFlI/AAAAAAAAAR0/_pB0qQExDEc/s400/Picture+14.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325347450612487762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(click &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jstalusphotographs/3339629567/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sedyr4vbXCI/AAAAAAAAASE/jORKqAQi_rc/s1600-h/2413673015_18460ec42e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sedyr4vbXCI/AAAAAAAAASE/jORKqAQi_rc/s400/2413673015_18460ec42e.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325351182680153122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(click &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/visbeek/2413673015/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The stunning images above were taken by some great photographers on Flickr. They have also inspired some of my thursday things choices below. Isn't it great how nature influences life? From fashion to art to food to pretty much everything. All items below are things  that I would love to wear as I frolic through a flower field .....or just wear anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sed1yoNuEfI/AAAAAAAAASM/JnXP_aGcl58/s1600-h/Picture+16.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 345px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/Sed1yoNuEfI/AAAAAAAAASM/JnXP_aGcl58/s400/Picture+16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325354597037773298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;~ necklace from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?_dyncharset=ISO-8859-1&amp;amp;_dynSessConf=-1085933657358683961&amp;amp;id=943019&amp;amp;parentid=JWL_3D&amp;amp;pushId=JWL_3D&amp;amp;prepushId=JWL_3D&amp;amp;popId=JEWELRY&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=53&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=tur&amp;amp;colorName=TURQUOISE"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;anthro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedDnsc6q1I/AAAAAAAAARk/TxDiSb1Tgvg/s1600-h/Picture+9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedDnsc6q1I/AAAAAAAAARk/TxDiSb1Tgvg/s400/Picture+9.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299433615305554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;~Shoes from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anthropologie.com/anthro/catalog/productdetail.jsp?_dyncharset=ISO-8859-1&amp;amp;_dynSessConf=6424248894865760739&amp;amp;id=840367&amp;amp;parentid=SB_WEDGES&amp;amp;pushId=SB_WEDGES&amp;amp;prepushId=SB_WEDGES&amp;amp;popId=SHOES_BAGS&amp;amp;sortProperties=&amp;amp;navCount=2&amp;amp;navAction=jump&amp;amp;fromCategoryPage=true&amp;amp;selectedProductSize=&amp;amp;selectedProductSize1=&amp;amp;color=kha&amp;amp;colorName=KHAKI"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;anthro~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedDcMLWClI/AAAAAAAAARc/RIeDmWlOv4c/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedDcMLWClI/AAAAAAAAARc/RIeDmWlOv4c/s400/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299235973106258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;~ hat from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gap.com/browse/product.do?cid=34765&amp;amp;vid=1&amp;amp;pid=652833&amp;amp;scid=652833022"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;The Gap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedDWt3zodI/AAAAAAAAARU/XUZruaItXew/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 398px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedDWt3zodI/AAAAAAAAARU/XUZruaItXew/s400/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325299141938749906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;~ yellow swimsuit found at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.style.com/vogue/mostwanted/040909/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Vogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/See_pZ7kLWI/AAAAAAAAASU/T7eohJL0sic/s1600-h/59441920-02.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/See_pZ7kLWI/AAAAAAAAASU/T7eohJL0sic/s400/59441920-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325435802445163874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;~ Cute top from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog%5Fname=FOREVER21&amp;amp;category%5Fname=sbtrend%5Ftea%5Fparty&amp;amp;product%5Fid=2059441920&amp;amp;Page=1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'courier new';"&gt;forever21~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;****Bonus! I didn't know you could order online from forever 21! Where have I been?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-897842154638235559?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/897842154638235559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thurday-things-inspired-by-spring.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/897842154638235559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/897842154638235559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thurday-things-inspired-by-spring.html' title='Thurday Things: Inspired by Spring'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SedxcLVSIwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BXdMOYiWa4s/s72-c/Picture+15.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-2545262886240777365</id><published>2009-04-16T08:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T09:17:06.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life happiness'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SefGxkZ6V3I/AAAAAAAAASc/TsM5RUHTtqA/s1600-h/anne+postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SefGxkZ6V3I/AAAAAAAAASc/TsM5RUHTtqA/s400/anne+postcard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325443639277148018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;* Postcard that I recieved in the mail yesterday made by my beautiful and talented auntie Anne (who really should be more like a cousin because she doesn't age)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;“We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~Mary Sarton&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;Enjoy the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-2545262886240777365?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/2545262886240777365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thankful.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2545262886240777365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/2545262886240777365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SefGxkZ6V3I/AAAAAAAAASc/TsM5RUHTtqA/s72-c/anne+postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-4502926943241545046</id><published>2009-04-15T11:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:03:58.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crafty stuff'/><title type='text'>Try Something New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SeYJk7x28RI/AAAAAAAAAQk/HY70k9jDfwY/s1600-h/IMG_3280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SeYJk7x28RI/AAAAAAAAAQk/HY70k9jDfwY/s400/IMG_3280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324954139538944274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Amelia Bedelia....not looking so merry as a take her photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SeYJXtuaAKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XJ9VzPKprOw/s1600-h/IMG_3279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SeYJXtuaAKI/AAAAAAAAAQc/XJ9VzPKprOw/s400/IMG_3279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324953912428069026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...just sometimes I need a break from painting/drawing. I think it is important to try new things, even if you don't know if you will be any good at it. How will you know if you never try? Most of us find we are really good at one thing or kind of good at a couple things. Well you might need  a hobby to fall back on when you need a break. Even if you feel a little clumsy at it like I felt when I started embroidering this funny little towel!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My grandma Ruth taught me how to embroider when I was about ten years old. She bought a small tea towel that had a vegetable design on it as a template to follow. I remember being so excited to learn this new craft. The bright colors of the thread mesmerized me and the fact that she trusted me to use a sharp needle made me feel grown up. I decided to give this fun craft a try (now 16 years later) and realized it is really fun and relaxing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think next time I will draw my design on the towel before beginning! It looks a little crooked, but maybe that adds a little charm? Anyways, eat, drink, be merry and share something you like to do as a hobby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-4502926943241545046?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/4502926943241545046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/try-something-new.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4502926943241545046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/4502926943241545046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/try-something-new.html' title='Try Something New'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/SeYJk7x28RI/AAAAAAAAAQk/HY70k9jDfwY/s72-c/IMG_3280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2261581917009485988.post-8241027744747680476</id><published>2009-04-14T12:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T19:04:10.111-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artwork'/><title type='text'>Art Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://10oneworld.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="10oneworld" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzRkNUq1Jow/SZWhu16uDZI/AAAAAAAABbY/BFrj-5cf3-M/S220/Blog-Button.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hi friends&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lovely &lt;a href="http://10oneworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/kschulz-giveaway.html"&gt;blogger&lt;/a&gt; is featuring some of my work this week and doing a giveaway of one of my prints. I feel so honored by this :)  Jen also has her own &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5707377"&gt;organic clothing etsy shop&lt;/a&gt; which you can find on her blog as well. I am so excited to give a peice of art to someone who will enjoy it. If you are interested all you need to do is head over to her site and post a comment to enter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Thanks so much Jen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2261581917009485988-8241027744747680476?l=iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/feeds/8241027744747680476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/art-giveaway.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8241027744747680476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2261581917009485988/posts/default/8241027744747680476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamjustonepersonbykelly.blogspot.com/2009/04/art-giveaway.html' title='Art Giveaway'/><author><name>Kelly Schulz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17724896312445130511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwwQCStRdbo/S4KVEneKxpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/vr5AXRq2G-g/S220/IMG_3955+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EzRkNUq1Jow/SZWhu16uDZI/AAAAAAAABbY/BFrj-5cf3-M/s72-c/Blog-Button.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
