<?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-35764735</id><updated>2012-01-15T17:31:23.220-06:00</updated><category term='product testing'/><category term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>the GRACE factor</title><subtitle type='html'>Grace for today, tomorrow, and forever.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6122421946511917931</id><published>2010-10-07T12:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:27:49.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm writing now!</title><content type='html'>I have recently been asked to write short articles for my church's Sunday bulletin.  I decided that I'd share my work here.  This is the first one, explaining Holy Communion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Communion is a time for reflection and remembrance of the redemptive work that Jesus Christ performed for each of us on Calvary’s cross ( 1 Corinthians 11:24).  It also provides an opportunity for us to examine ourselves (1st Corinthians 11:28), ensuring that our hearts and lives are in direct correlation with the example and commandments that Jesus left for us to follow (John 13:34 &amp; 35).  Today as we take part in Holy Communion, let us be reminded that bread we eat symbolizes the body of Christ (Matthew 26:26).  This same body that was wounded for our transgressions, bruised for our iniquities, chastised for our piece, and by whose stripes we are healed (Isaiah 53:5). Though beaten and bruised He still remains the very bread by which we obtain life (John 6:51).  As we drink from the cup symbolizing His blood (Luke 22:20) let us remember that without the shedding of His blood, there is no remission of sin (Hebrews 9:22 AMP).  Thus Holy Communion observes and celebrates the process by which Jesus Christ became our sacrificial lamb (Isaiah 53:7, Revelation 5:12) and our earnest expectation of his return as King (Revelation 19:16).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6122421946511917931?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6122421946511917931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6122421946511917931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6122421946511917931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6122421946511917931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-writing-now.html' title='I&apos;m writing now!'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2953656026831099888</id><published>2010-09-29T18:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T18:12:42.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>this is only a test</title><content type='html'>this is a test of blogger for android. if it had been a real emergency you would have been given further instructions. this is only a text!&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2953656026831099888?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2953656026831099888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2953656026831099888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2953656026831099888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2953656026831099888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2010/09/this-is-only-test.html' title='this is only a test'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-148076484619659309</id><published>2010-01-27T09:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T09:35:07.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T-Mobile vs. Sprint</title><content type='html'>Currently, I have a cell phone with two service providers. My reasons are simple.  T-Mobile has my personal line that I've had for abot 6 or 7 years (maybe longer).  It has a 773 area code and some pretty important features:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;300 Anytime Minutes with MyFaves (unlimited nights/ weekends starting at 9pm)&lt;br /&gt;Wi-Fi Calling (Permits calls on a wifi network without using anytime minsutes)&lt;br /&gt;Unlimited Internet (Also allows me to use my phone as a modem for my laptop)&lt;br /&gt;All the other basics (call waiting, voicemail, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 4 years ago, I got a second phone on my parents Sprint plan which allows me to communicate with my family in Arkansas using a 501 area code. With both plans, I am using a Blackberry- a Tour on Sprint and a Curve on T-Mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Sprint does offer an very nice "all-inclusive" plan, its missing some essentials that I'm trying to determine the value of.  For example, with my parents current plan, I can't use my phone as a modem. Sprint would force  me to upgrade to a much more expensive plan and require me to add an additional service that would be add $50 a month to the bill.  Also, they don't offer calling over the wifi network.  They do, however, offer unlimited calling to any cell phone.  Is it a worthy swap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Sprint's international per minute calling is significantly more expensive that T-Mobile.  On the other hand, I can't even have my T-Mobile phone turned on when I'm international or I get charged for a voicemail being left (even if I don't check it).  Sprint also allows me to text (if texting works in the other country) unlimited back to the USA for free (using my unlimited text bundle).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what should I do? I'm not concerned about the $200 early terminiation for T-Mobile and I'm desperate to get rid of this $80 a month cell bill. However, I am concerned about the features that I'll miss out on by leaving T-Mobile completely. Her are the alternatives that I'm considering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Purchasing a pay as you go wireless card.&lt;br /&gt;(2) Paying per use for internet use at airports &amp; hotels.&lt;br /&gt;(3) Purchasing a 3rd party software that allows me to use my blackberry as a modem.&lt;br /&gt;(4) Using the International SIM card that I already own when traveling intenationally&lt;br /&gt;(5) Seeing how this new Vonage for Blackberry works.&lt;br /&gt;(6) Relying soley on my magic jack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either of these options,and moving my 773 line to Sprint with my parents plan, would save me about $50 a month. That $$$ could be added to my IRA or to pay off some bill.  I'm determined to make a decision before my next billing cycle with T-Mobile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-148076484619659309?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/148076484619659309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=148076484619659309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/148076484619659309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/148076484619659309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2010/01/t-mobile-vs-sprint.html' title='T-Mobile vs. Sprint'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4344613741310530321</id><published>2010-01-21T11:54:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T12:14:02.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Managment</title><content type='html'>I often find myself in this scenario-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm at work, I can think of a million things that need to get done.  Whether it be organizing my office, fixing the broken candle holder, or faxing off the documents for my reimbursements...the list can be endless. But the moment that I get home, I don't have the energy or enthusiasm to do anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been questioning the reason for the misbalance in my life.  Am I spending too much time stressing but not doing or am I overwhelmed with this unfulling job which is draining all of the energy from me.  Don't get me wrong- I know that having a job, considering the current state of affairs, is a major blessing.  But what if its affecting your mental health and peace of mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weeks' interview really made me realize how I could be doing so much more than "pushing paper".  I could actually be in a position where I am challenged and leave the office with some sense of accomplishment.  In addition, I could actually use the skills and knowledge that I obtained in all those years of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my management skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I picked up this book on organizational solutions and I'm studying time managment skills through articles on the net.  I'm also going to put my Blackberry to even greater use by organizing my entire day for one week.  This includes planning meals, time in prayer and study, completing laundry, and extracurricular activities like Scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all a part of my goal to bring balance to my life this year and into the future.  I find that I can get so engulfed in one or two projects that I loose sight of other things that need to be addressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If at the end of the day, I can be more efficient and effective, life will be so much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4344613741310530321?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4344613741310530321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4344613741310530321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4344613741310530321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4344613741310530321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2010/01/time-managment.html' title='Time Managment'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-78451300526218577</id><published>2010-01-20T09:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T09:35:20.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Handbook</title><content type='html'>HANDBOOK 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Health: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Drink plenty of water. &lt;br /&gt;2. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar. &lt;br /&gt;3. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.&lt;br /&gt;4. Live with the 3 E's -- Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy &lt;br /&gt;5. Make time to pray. &lt;br /&gt;6. Play more games &lt;br /&gt;7. Read more books than you did in 2009 . &lt;br /&gt;8. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day &lt;br /&gt;9. Sleep for 7 hours     &lt;br /&gt;10.Take a 10-30 minutes walk daily. And while you walk, smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Personality: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about. &lt;br /&gt;12. Don't have negative thoughts of things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment. &lt;br /&gt;13. Don't over do. Know and keep your limits. &lt;br /&gt;14. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does. &lt;br /&gt;15. Don't waste your precious energy on gossip. &lt;br /&gt;16. Dream more while you are awake &lt;br /&gt;17. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need. &lt;br /&gt;18. Forget issues of the past. Don't remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness. &lt;br /&gt;19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don't hate others. &lt;br /&gt;20. Make peace with your past so it won't spoil the present. &lt;br /&gt;21. No one is in charge of your happiness except you. &lt;br /&gt;22. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn.  Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;23. Smile and laugh more. &lt;br /&gt;24. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Society:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;25. Call your family often. &lt;br /&gt;26. Each day give or do something good to others. &lt;br /&gt;27. Forgive everyone for everything. &lt;br /&gt;28. Spend time w/ people over the age of 70 &amp; under the age of  6. &lt;br /&gt;29. Try to make at least three people smile each day. &lt;br /&gt;30. What other people think of you is none of your business. &lt;br /&gt;31. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do the right thing! Integrity is not what you "believe" it is defined by how you live your life!!!&lt;br /&gt;33. Get rid of anything that isn't useful, beautiful or joyful. Your character is defined by the company you keep. What type of friends are in your core circle? Are they assets or liabilities? &lt;br /&gt;34. GOD heals everything. "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you"&lt;br /&gt;35. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;36. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up. &lt;br /&gt;37. The best is yet to come. &lt;br /&gt;38. When you awake in the morning, thank GOD for it. &lt;br /&gt;39. Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last but not the least:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;40. 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The reason for the ______ is because she and hubby, like the Jacksons', decided that they wanted to be surprised with their little bundle of joy.  Well that's just fine, if you're not a planner, like myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, this decision has been a nightmare (although I'm convinced its a boy). But how can you really shop for anything besides diapers, onsies, and bottles without knowing the sex?  Over the last few months, I've looked at several shops, both on- and off-line, with great hopes of finding items in yellow and green. No such luck! It appears that baby clothes and bedding are extremely gender specific. As if to tell expectant parents who want to be surprised, "just get over it and find out the sex already".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As this is the second couple that I've known to do this surprise thing, I've considered if this is something that I'd do.  It's a hard decision because I really don't like to be surprised and I prefer to plan almost everything. However, I consider that the technician could be mistaken, then I'd have planned for in vain.  I guess its a decision that I'll make when I get ready to have children.  Until then, I'm just enjoying watching others bring little ones into the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-881059764220037190?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/881059764220037190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=881059764220037190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/881059764220037190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/881059764220037190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2010/01/countdown-to-baby.html' title='Countdown to baby!'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-822775937854867736</id><published>2010-01-07T23:47:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T23:56:51.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What does that spell?</title><content type='html'>I've always enjoyed a good board game and Scrabble is no exception.  Although you can pretty easily find people who will play the board game on occassion, its quite a different story to find friends that will committ to a nightly game online.  For a while, I'd been considering buying the travel game to play at home as well as take with me on trips.  On Black Friday, I finally made the move.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was in Little Rock visiting the parentals, it was an excellent opportunity to introduce them to my favorite game of all.  After one round they were HOOKED, especially my dad.  A few days after I returned home, they received their newest electronic purchase in the mail...a Dell laptop.  Right after having them download Yahoo IM, I introduced them to the &lt;a href="http://www.isc.ro/"&gt;Internet Scrabble Club&lt;/a&gt;, which allows you to play all the Scrabble you want for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a fabulous experience, especially for my dad who is really just learning how to use a computer.  Now I can feed my Scrabble addiction at least 3 or 4 nights a week and spend time with the fam without being in the same location.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next lesson for dad....EMAIL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-822775937854867736?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/822775937854867736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=822775937854867736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/822775937854867736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/822775937854867736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-does-that-spell.html' title='What does that spell?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-663847750935794846</id><published>2009-09-25T10:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T10:30:52.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><title type='text'>To my future...</title><content type='html'>As if watching my scale at home inch higher and higher wasn't enough, a trip to the doctor this week made it ever so clear that I desperately need to loose some pounds.  Not that I have diabetes, high blood pressure or cholesterol....but it could sneak up on me if I don't make some drastic changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc recommended a site, &lt;a href="http://www.sparkpeople.com/"&gt;Spark People&lt;/a&gt;,  which is nearly identical to Weight Watchers with the exception that its absolutely free.  Having done Weight Watchers online earlier this year, I realized that it was a great resource when I was consistent.  Also, like Weight Watchers, Spark People has a version compatible for my Blackberry, making it easier to keep track on-the-go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've signed up and I can am already realizing the benefits of keeping track of what I'm eating and doing.  Also beneficial is the fact that I was able to determine, at sign up, that I can be at my ideal weight by July of next year if I consistently loose a small amount of weigh each week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to me being lighter and healthier! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-663847750935794846?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/663847750935794846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=663847750935794846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/663847750935794846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/663847750935794846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/09/to-my-future.html' title='To my future...'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7409921481128232255</id><published>2009-09-22T13:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:43:03.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Plumbing</title><content type='html'>I've always known the importance of supporting Black-owned businesses.  However, after reading an article in Black Enterprise magazine, I decided to refocus my efforts on supporting such businesses whenever necessary.  It just so happened that I had a pressing issue that provided an excellent opportunity to apply my new found dedication.  After taking a look at blackpages.com, I located a plumber in my area and quickly called to make an appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that I was thrown by the extremely casual manner in which the middle-aged woman answered the phone...but my real frustration was the screaming baby in the background.  After taking my name and number, I was promised a call back within an hour.  About 3 hours later, I decided to call back (people get busy and forget) at which time I got the owner, who eagerly agreed to send someone out the following morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning, I get a call informing me that my plumbers are running behind schedule (no problem, I was still sleeping anyway).  They arrived, did their business, and got payment...yet, I still had the same problem that I started with.  After giving me some crap about the entire condo building being set up incorrectly and it being impossible for them to fix my issue without fixing the pipes in the walls :/ they left.  About an hour later, I walk into the kitchen to find water dripping from under the cabinet on my hardwood floors (angry!).  I immediately call them back and am told that it will be 2 hours before they can come back.  Four hours later, one of the two persons shows up, claims to have fixed my leaking problem and refuses to leave a bucket under the sink (just in case it wasn't fixed) because he's convinced my problem is resolved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I run out the house to a gathering with WS's family.  Upon my return, I find water dripping from under the sink on my hardwood floors (angrier).  I call the plumber back and am told that the owner will be out Sunday after he leaves church and from seeing his uncle in hospice.  Sunday afternoon, the owner arrives with one of the original workers and goes into some other story about all of my pipes needing to be replaced. After an hour, they leave.  Three hours later, two workers return and spend several hours replacing the pipes under the sink....yet my problem still exists.  I'm told they will need to leave one pipe leaking with a bucket underneath and will return the following day to fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before heading off to bed, I decide to check to ensure that all is in order only to find that a second pipe is also leaking and once again water is running onto my HARDWOOD FLOORS!!!!! The following day, I schedule Roto Rooter to come out and provide a second estimate.  He suggests that the rodding wasn't done well enough but wants to charge $250 to do it. While he's still there, my "BLACK" plumbers show up, causing an awkward but necessary situation.  Roto guy makes some suggestions and leaves my "BLACK" plumbers to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated and angry, I head off to Toastmasters, leaving WS instructions to call my dad before the plumbers leave.  I arrive home to learn that they replaced a strainer basket, rodded again, and now the drain in working fine....at a tune of another $175 (they're still waiting on payment).  Why?  Well you know that pink stuff that they put around the pipes to seal them?  Despite me leaving more than enough towels, they dripped it onto MY HARDWOOD FLOORS!!! And you guessed it...it won't come out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to remind myself that this is an isolated incident and that every Black business interaction will not be like this....however, I think I'm going to my white massage therapist this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7409921481128232255?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7409921481128232255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7409921481128232255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7409921481128232255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7409921481128232255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/09/plumbing.html' title='Plumbing'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8232974946528148436</id><published>2009-09-21T11:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:45:19.439-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Feud</title><content type='html'>1. Name something you use in the shower. Water&lt;br /&gt;2. Name something a football player wears under his uniform: jock strap&lt;br /&gt;3. Name something people hate to find on their windshield: bug&lt;br /&gt;4. Name something a man might buy before a date: breath mints&lt;br /&gt;5. What is another word for blemish? zit&lt;br /&gt;6. Something you cook in the microwave: popcorn&lt;br /&gt;7. Name a piece of furniture people need help moving? sofa&lt;br /&gt;8. Name a reason a younger man might like an older woman. smoney&lt;br /&gt;9. Name something a dog does that embarrasses its owner: barks&lt;br /&gt;10. Name a kind of test you cannot study for: drug test&lt;br /&gt;11. Name something a boy scout gets a badge for: saving a life&lt;br /&gt;12. Name a phrase with the word home in it: homework&lt;br /&gt;13. Name a sport where players lose teeth: football&lt;br /&gt;14. Name something a teacher can do to ruin a student's day: pop quiz&lt;br /&gt;15. What is a way you can tell someone has been crying: red eyes&lt;br /&gt;16. Name a bird you wouldn't want to eat: pigeon&lt;br /&gt;17. Name something a person wears even if it has a hole in it: Socks&lt;br /&gt;18. Name something that gets smaller the more you use it: soap&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8232974946528148436?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8232974946528148436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8232974946528148436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8232974946528148436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8232974946528148436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-feud.html' title='Family Feud'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7731788211438135052</id><published>2009-09-13T22:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:25:12.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>40 One Word Answers</title><content type='html'>1. Where is your cell phone? - face&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other? - William&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? - medium&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? - Vegas&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? - Arkansas&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? - food :)&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? - none&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? - water&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? - entrepreneurship&lt;br /&gt;10. The room are you in? - livingroom&lt;br /&gt;11. Your hobby? - traveling&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear? - loneliness&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? - independent&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? - home&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? - yuck&lt;br /&gt;17. Wish list item? - Mercedes&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? - Chicago&lt;br /&gt;19. Last thing you did? - television&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? - t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV? - 40"&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pets? - none&lt;br /&gt;23. Friends? - select&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? - motivated&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? - relaxed&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? - yes&lt;br /&gt;27. Car? - Toyota&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you’re not wearing? - glasses&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite store? - Ebay&lt;br /&gt;30. Your summer? - short&lt;br /&gt;31. Like someone? - rarely&lt;br /&gt;32. Your favorite color? - red&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed? - today&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? - days&lt;br /&gt;35. Who will resend this? - none&lt;br /&gt;36. Place you go to over and over? - Walmart&lt;br /&gt;37. Person who emails you regularly? - Borders&lt;br /&gt;38. Favorite place to eat? - Lawrence's&lt;br /&gt;39. Why did you participate in this survey? - bored&lt;br /&gt;40. What are you doing tonight? - relaxing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7731788211438135052?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7731788211438135052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7731788211438135052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7731788211438135052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7731788211438135052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/09/40-one-word-answers.html' title='40 One Word Answers'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8732459189831693093</id><published>2009-08-28T13:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:22:09.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Kors!!!!...If you can hear me, please help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgfELB0-CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/LI3ZPNAfzSQ/s1600-h/MK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375080311807080482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgfELB0-CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/LI3ZPNAfzSQ/s320/MK.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the year, I walked in the Michael Kors store on Michigan Ave and saw this bag, the MICHAEL Michael Kors Redding Drawstring Satchel, Red.  Although I immediately fell in love with it, the fact was, it just wasn't in my budget at the time. But I believed that I'd catch it when the price dropped and snatch it right up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. The price did drop but now I can't find it anywhere...not even Ebay. I'm told that important people read blogs so I'm praying that Michael Kors is up late one night, googling his name and comes across this post. Immediately, he has compassion on a poor soul like mine and contacts me to arrange for me to get this bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I know its a stretch...but anything is possible. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8732459189831693093?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8732459189831693093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8732459189831693093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8732459189831693093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8732459189831693093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/08/michael-korsif-you-can-hear-me-please.html' title='Michael Kors!!!!...If you can hear me, please help!'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgfELB0-CI/AAAAAAAAAHg/LI3ZPNAfzSQ/s72-c/MK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7715935492719704197</id><published>2009-08-28T12:40:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T13:13:34.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoe Addiction</title><content type='html'>I have always prided myself in looking as feminine as possible. However, I never developed the knack for collecting shoes that most women develop at a very young age. I've often looked at the shoe collections of female (and sometimes male) family and friends and wondered how one person could possibly utilize so many pairs of shoes. For a large part of my adult life, I've been comfortable owning 5-7 pairs of shoes, mostly consistening of gym (or casual) shoes and a pair of black pumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it was because I spent a large part of my young adult life on my feet, running from work to class to church, and concerned myself more with comfort than style. As I've began to settle into adult life and career, I have began to develop a healthy appreciation for nice shoes...grown women shoes! I find myself actually wanting to go to shoe stores and even the mall, "just to see what they have". That has never been something that I was ever into in my younger years. Personally, I found the shopping mall loud, crowded, and nauseating. An occassional trip was okay, but the every weekend "window shopping" was sickening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgZG_HnSiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/kSY0Ax8Ete8/s1600-h/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375073763079965218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgZG_HnSiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/kSY0Ax8Ete8/s320/red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm watching the price on this little number. As cute as they are (and the fact that I have a cute red bag to match), I'm not willing to pay the full price tag on them. Fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgbE0DjVXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OCeN9PQzgzE/s1600-h/musthave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375075924773655922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgbE0DjVXI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OCeN9PQzgzE/s320/musthave.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgZlYAUr1I/AAAAAAAAAHA/rRHNjQDABHs/s1600-h/musthave.jpg"&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;I ordered this pair online, .5 too big, hoping that they ran a little small like most Anne Klein's do. I wasn't so fortunate and to my frustration no other store has the size I need. I'm holding out hope that they store I purchased them from gets my size in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for this number to arrive at my front door. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgcRN2gbnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/N5SPzH6VHtU/s1600-h/Enzon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375077237368319602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgcRN2gbnI/AAAAAAAAAHY/N5SPzH6VHtU/s320/Enzon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I ordered last week and am really appreciating the ability to order shoes online. I've never had a problem with clothes or electronics but now that I see most places offer free shipping (both ways in case of returns), its given me more ammunition to pick up a cute little number like these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The greatest thing about the shoes that I get, they typically are under $40. Yes, it means that I have to wait for clearance and pray that they still have my size but it makes me feel a lot less guilty about making the purchase knowing that I won't wear them too often. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7715935492719704197?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7715935492719704197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7715935492719704197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7715935492719704197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7715935492719704197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/08/shoe-addiction.html' title='Shoe Addiction'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SpgZG_HnSiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/kSY0Ax8Ete8/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4779557396849111503</id><published>2009-08-06T14:06:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:35:17.137-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='product testing'/><title type='text'>MyCaption makes it easier to blog</title><content type='html'>Wow, it seems like forever since the last time I made a post on my blog, mostly because I usually have all of these really wonderful ideas and topics to discuss,  but then when it comes time to sit down and try to type things out I usually lose interest or just feel too exhausted to do so. However, today I downloaded a nice little software called MyCaption from my BlackBerry and I&amp;#39;m hoping that now that since I have it I&amp;#39;ll be able to make more posts to my blog.&lt;p&gt;The benefit of having this software is that I can simply talk and MyCaption will take care of typing out the entire post, and all I need to do is simply forward the information on to my blog. &lt;p&gt;There&amp;#39;s been a lot going on lately more than I could possibly try to say in this post, but I&amp;#39;m hoping that I&amp;#39;ll be able to catch up and keep better track of future events...and yes there are some very exciting things coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update (08/10/2009 @ 1:28):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the post, MyCaption team!  You've created a really great product and the accuracy is phenomenal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4779557396849111503?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4779557396849111503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4779557396849111503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4779557396849111503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4779557396849111503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/08/mycaption-makes-it-easier-to-blog.html' title='MyCaption makes it easier to blog'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4172945693576066886</id><published>2009-04-14T12:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T12:39:53.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God has a sense of humor...</title><content type='html'>A little bit ago, I got some potentially devasting news from a close friend.  The first, and only, thing I could think to do was to ask God to not let it be the case.  I felt like God was saying "it won't be" but my confidence in knowing His voice has been a little shakey lately.  My next question is God, how do I know its You and not just me wanting it and trying to convince myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As clear as day, Luke 17:5 popped into my mind.  Having no clue what it said, I made my way to Biblegateway.com where it read "And the apostles said unto the Lord, Increase our faith".  All I could do was giggle.  The He immediately reminded me of 1 John 5 where is says "And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask any thing according to his will, he heareth us: And if we know that he hear us, whatsoever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we desired of him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so awesome how even when we are not where we should be, God is still faithful in not only reminding us of His promises, but keeping them to the end.  Unworthy and not deserving am I but yet He still loves me.  Who could ask for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4172945693576066886?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4172945693576066886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4172945693576066886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4172945693576066886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4172945693576066886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-has-sense-of-humor.html' title='God has a sense of humor...'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4358619735950382645</id><published>2009-03-31T12:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:52:10.645-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Give this kid a contract</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nbjR5HVKkWc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nbjR5HVKkWc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now anyone that knows me, knows that I despise the thought of kids shaking their goodies around like video vixens.  For starters, most of them can't count to 20 or read short story without assistance, but someone has managed to aid them in memorizing the entire dance routine and lyrics for the favorite MTV video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I came across this on the train while headed to work this morning.  This is no exception. This kid has got this video down packed...but I can't help but think how many times she must have watched that video to memorize it...and is she spending that much time learning to add, subtract, multiply, and divide...what are her reading skills like???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all of that, she is a cutie pie, so I thought she was worth a post.  Perhaps her parents are developing her artistic skills as part of her extra-curricular activies....let's pray&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4358619735950382645?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4358619735950382645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4358619735950382645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4358619735950382645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4358619735950382645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/03/give-this-kid-contract.html' title='Give this kid a contract'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1052530829894751859</id><published>2009-02-18T08:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:32:02.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery in progress</title><content type='html'>This weekend was so amazingly awesome.  Not that I went jumping out of plane or trying bull riding....its just the way the entire weekend panned out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For starters, my dad and his wife came up from Arkansas to visit my young cousin who recently underwent a kidney transplant.  Of course we did a little shopping while they were here and I finally got to try Omaha Steaks.  The jumbo shrimp...mmm mmm good.  The chicken breast are perfect portions and I'm still looking for an opportunity to try out the steaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, I hung out at the Little Black Pearl Workshop for a Singles' event hosted by a sister church.  Poetry, games, and a silent auction....I won housekeeping, which everyone says I don't need. I have to remind people that my house is so clean because I'm always slaving to keep it that way.  I'm loving the idea of allowing someone else to do the cleaning.  Saturday included a  trolly tour of the city and a stop at the Hershey's store hosted by another sister churchs' Single's ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had great hopes for this event.  A few years back, I went on a skiing trip with them and it was awesome.  However, it will have to be something really special before I join them for another outting.  The concept was great but the execution and service was poor.  Despite that, I managed to make my own fun at the Hershey's store, and walked away with waaaaay too much chocolate for one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday and Monday were spent recovering.  I didn't accomplish nearly what I wanted but I did get some much needed rest :))  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the week is out, I must:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. sign up for swimming lessons&lt;br /&gt;2. complete tax statements and organizing church office.&lt;br /&gt;3. complete my taxes&lt;br /&gt;4. send docs to lender&lt;br /&gt;5. complete final assignments for ministerial class&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1052530829894751859?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1052530829894751859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1052530829894751859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1052530829894751859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1052530829894751859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/02/recovery-in-progress.html' title='Recovery in progress'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6768525789232453039</id><published>2009-02-12T10:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T10:53:41.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with me?!</title><content type='html'>This mornings' train ride to work could have been a change in the course of events.  As I take my seat, I notice this tall, dark, and extremely handsome young man standing on the other end of the car.  As I take my seat, we are facing each other, although through 2 plasic/ glass plates.  As I start to put my head phones on, the conductor makes the "common" announcement about the trains running behind due to technical difficulties (that's a whole different post).  We catch eyes and Mr. Handsome throws me a huge smile but instead of smiling back, I freeze up just before glancing away from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, what is that all about?  As I my exit approached, I got up to stand by the door, gaining a better view of him and hoping he'd throw me another smile...because this time I was ready.  No such luck, never even gained eye contact with him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I realize that I have to work on this.  I've gotten so accustomed to being in my own world and being so preoccupied with busy work that although I wanted to meet someone I knew that I really didn't have the time.   Now that I do have a "little" more time, I've got to get away from blowing people off.  Playing hard to get is one thing but being unapproaching is unacceptable...especially for a princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6768525789232453039?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6768525789232453039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6768525789232453039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6768525789232453039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6768525789232453039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/02/whats-wrong-with-me.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with me?!'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4779075598793219707</id><published>2009-01-03T11:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T11:54:05.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>January 3, 2009</title><content type='html'>I haven't, and don't know that I will, create a resolutions list this year.  I feel like it would be more profitable to create small weekely to do lists and accomplish tasks as they arise...what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well its Saturday morning and momma slept too good last night. I was in bed by 11 (mostly due to boredom)...there is only so much Guitar Hero one person can play. This weekends accomplishments will include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Change mom's 401k allocations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Find out who my current lender is (sucks when companies buy each other out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Add pertinent events to my blackberry (after it finishes charging)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Call dad (why would he call me at 730am on a Saturday...he must have had to work)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Return items to Walmart and Ikea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Finalize arrangements for DC (the Inauguration is going to be so hot now that I have tix)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Mail AB's Christmas gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Try to renew YMCA membership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Complete final assisgment for Ministerial Class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;* Complete homework for ACOG class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That may seem like a lot in someone's book but its actually not to bad.  As part of my consecration for the month of January, there is no television after yesterday.  Which for me is really not a big deal...the only real addiction I have to TV is Law &amp;amp; Order:SVU...and did I mention that new episodes start this coming Tuesday.  OH well, I need some time with God so I can get focused and get some direction in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well time to get up from the computer and get to shaking.  Want to be back home by the time its dark outside....highly unlike :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hizgrace is sufficient&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4779075598793219707?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4779075598793219707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4779075598793219707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4779075598793219707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4779075598793219707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/01/january-3-2009.html' title='January 3, 2009'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4361551844237987032</id><published>2009-01-01T19:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:33:30.704-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No matter how you say it....</title><content type='html'>Akemashite Omedetou Gozaimasu (Japanese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felice Nuovo Anno (Italian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onnellista Uutta Vuotta (Finnish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakutakaia Heri Ya Mwaka Mpya (Swahili)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prosit Neujahr (German)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chu Shen Tan (Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hauoli Makahiki Hou (Hawaiian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right here in Chicago, we say.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4361551844237987032?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4361551844237987032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4361551844237987032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4361551844237987032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4361551844237987032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-matter-how-you-say-it.html' title='No matter how you say it....'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4599792896280777264</id><published>2008-12-18T21:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T22:29:25.285-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life goes on</title><content type='html'>History...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, remember how about 2 or 3 years ago LNH was in a really bad accident and I posted it to my blog? I do. I also remember that it was due to that posting, that I was contacted by one of his "love interests". And no, it wasn't his girlfriend at the time. It was kind of weird because she claimed to have been given my info by LNH but he gave a different story. Regardless of how she found me, she did. And after a few IM conversations it became very clear that she wasn't a long lost friend trying to find out his medical status. She could have easily contacted his girlfriend for that information instead of using me as a third party. After that ordeal, I thought I had heard the last from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning, I'm lying in bed in between snooze buttons when I get a Yahoo IM from...guess who???? Yes, the mysterious woman... The message read something like "I'm not sure if LNH has informed you but we were united in marriage on Thursday. SO, Happy Holidays from Mr &amp;amp; Mrs. LNH and family". Now, this could have been a harmless message allowing me to celebrate their union, however, when I responded with "congrats and Merry Christmas" I didn't recieve a thank you or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to ensure that I wasn't crazy (I can over analyze things at times), I asked a couple of other people their thoughts...to make it simple...a few of them wanted her contact info to tell her a thing or two. I found it kind of funny. Why? Well almost a year ago, I told LNH that I didn't think it was good for us to communicate anymore. Since that time, we've shared one or two emails just "checking in". But I'm guessing he didn't bother to tell the wifey that his first love wanted him to settle down, get married, and have some babies (although I don't know if that last part is going to happen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is, last week, I was deleting some archived IMs off my PC and came across her Yahoo handle. I immediately thought to myself, "they should be married by now". Then a few days later she sends me this text like my feelings are supposed to be hurt. I'm so happy I don't know what to do. What is interesting is that he didn't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I'm happy to have gotten one of the folks on my prayer list married off...only got 6 more to go....and I think I hear wedding bells for JK in the near future...YAYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So congrats to Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs LNH...I pray that you guys have a marriage filled with all the love, joy, and peace that only God can give. God Bless You!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Princess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4599792896280777264?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4599792896280777264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4599792896280777264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4599792896280777264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4599792896280777264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/12/history.html' title='Life goes on'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2262409130675569984</id><published>2008-12-07T22:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:56:03.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>These three words</title><content type='html'>You know how it is when you think that you're over something because you haven't had to deal with it in a while.  Then the first time it comes up, you realize that it's still an issue.  I had one of those moment today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been talking for about 3 or 4 months now and I can't say that I have any complaints, except I don't know where he would ultimately like to see things go.  Anyway, as we're completing our conversation, he goes "love ya, babe" and I'm sitting there with this blank stare on my face...for a couple of different reasons.  One, I question whether we know each other well enough for him to say that and sincerely mean it.  Secondly, after LNH, I vowed that next person that got those words out of me would be my husband. (Which reminds me that I need to ask Bishop who gave him the impression that I fall in love easily since I've only really loved 2 men in my 31 years) I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when he said it, I felt happy sad and afraid, all at the same time.  Happy because I really do care for him. Sad because I know he could mean it in a friendly way, at the most. And afraid because I always end up disappointed by the people who use those words.  He explained that he did mean it in a freindly manner but was disappointed that I was someone distraut about him saying it.  Rightfully so, he questioned how I allow my past to effect the progression of things between us.  Admittedly, I had no valid answer other than that was never my intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure if I'm ready to exchange those words only because I hold them in an extremely high regards.  I believe that when you say that to someone, you have to be prepared to do all the things that come along with it.  I have found that people are quick to tell you that they love you but then when you need them, they can't be found.  Or when you do behave or do things the way they want, their love goes out the door.  I say, if you love me, let your actions speak much louder than your words.  Its the acts of kindess that I display to those that I care about that should "speak" multitudes.  Then my words only reinforce what my actions have already shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2262409130675569984?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2262409130675569984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2262409130675569984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2262409130675569984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2262409130675569984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-three-words.html' title='These three words'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1562782722221767851</id><published>2008-11-23T22:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:46:11.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteering</title><content type='html'>With everything that has been going on with work and school, I haven't been able to volunteer as much as I would normally like to.  But yesterday I had an opportunity to take part in the Feed the Homeless ministry at ACOG.  It was an event that you can only describe by being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the church about 7am, had prayer and praise, took a short exam and left for the human services facility a few blocks away.  Arriving a little after 8am, the line was nearly 4 blocks long with people awaiting an opportunity to obtain a food voucher.  We were told that people had begun arriving at 6pm the previous night in hopes of obtaining a voucher to buy food for Thanksgiving.  Did I mention that the temp was in the 20s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we walked down the line of people shaking hands and wishing them a happy holiday, you could see the sense of happiness they had just to be able to provide food for their families.  Many thanked us while others asked for prayer.  People admitted to being addicted to cocain and many were just pleased to have a hug and a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times I can get so bombarded with my minor issues that I forget people are going without food and shelter.  On the way home from the event, I admitted to a friend that I sometimes question why people have to suffer in such a manner....drug addiction, homelessness, poverty.  I understand that the bible tells us that the poor we will have with us always but I don't understand why...and perhaps its not meant for me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few weeks, I'll be back to help pass out Christmas gifts to children.  I really look forward to it...I really look forward to helping others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1562782722221767851?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1562782722221767851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1562782722221767851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1562782722221767851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1562782722221767851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/11/volunteering.html' title='Volunteering'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-3835113114369669981</id><published>2008-11-13T21:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:13:57.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago...my town</title><content type='html'>On Nov 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2008, an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;unusally&lt;/span&gt; warm fall evening, I stood in Grant Park with hundreds of thousands of others eagerly awaiting the news.  We arrived about 7:30pm.  I had found a ticket for myself but not my two friends.  We stood in the line with those holding tickets in hopes of someone needing a guest but after an hour determined there would be no luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having moved beyond the disappointment of not getting a ticket, I felt at home amongst strangers huddled around one of the many "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;megatron&lt;/span&gt;" screens set up for those without tickets.  I wouldn't dare have left them while I went inside. We ate, perhaps the most expensive slice of pizza (Connie's selling slices for $5 and water for $3), chewing quickly in preparation for the next opportunity to scream and cheer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chears&lt;/span&gt; coming from the other side of the park, we realized that we were enjoying the same CNN news broadcast as those with tickets.  And as we learned of each state won, the cheers roared from both sides of the park.  When we learned of Ohio and Pennsylvania, it was just a matter of the newscast proclaiming the verdict....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally it came, &lt;strong&gt;President Elect Barack Obama&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The excitement could only be described as electric....a feeling that you can't put into words only emotions...for me, too exciting to even cry.  In honesty, I think I was in shock...to watch this intelligent, articulate, handsome, and worthy man be elected President of this country.  For many its just about him being Black.  But to me its so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is he a Black man but he chose and kept his Black wife and have little Black children.  That may not seem like much to some but as I travel and meet people at various levels of success, I often see successful Black men select White counterparts.  While I believe that you love whom you love, more often than not, the underlying reason for their choice is due to the perception that White women are coveted and considered a symbol of "success".  Perhaps its psychological on the behalf of some Black men but their arrogance in making such a choice is nauseating...to put it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I look forward to seeing African Americans represented positively in the media.  Despite not always agreeing with his politics, I believe that the Obama family should definitely serve as an example and role model to all, especially Blacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-3835113114369669981?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/3835113114369669981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=3835113114369669981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3835113114369669981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3835113114369669981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/11/chicagomy-town.html' title='Chicago...my town'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-136860014664491870</id><published>2008-10-21T15:26:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:24:47.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I saw this on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abitterview.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; blog and it sounded pretty fun. Only I had to make one small edit. First, I had to have my co-worker show me where the "shuffle" option is on my Ipod. Then I realized that I have the bible on my Ipod so I agree to only skip pass any bible options that should appear. Other than that, I'll list whatever pops up on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;The rules are simple:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1. Put Your Ipod/mp3 player or whatever you rock that has this function on "Shuffle".&lt;br /&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Effectiveness Defined (7 Habits of Highly Effective People)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;That's just the perfectionist in me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If You Believe (Vickie Winans/ Live in Detroit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I try to remain optimistic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;What A Fool Believes (The Doobie Brothers/ Minute By Minute)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Only if he's a fool for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;And Yet I'm Still Saved (Donald Lawrence/ WOW Gospel 2002)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Thank God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Don't Fall In Love (Tony! Toni! Tone!/ Greatest Hits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I must admit that I do feel that way at times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Restoring The Years (Donald Lawrence/ I Speak Life)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;That's one to think about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Call Him Up/ I Just Can't Stop Praising His Name (Florida Mass Choir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I try to be reliable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Older (George Michael/ Twenty-Five)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;LOL....they really are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Where You Are/ A Child's Prayer (Vickie Winans/ Bringing It All Together)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm not sure about this one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Flawless/ Go To The City (George Michael/ Twenty-Five)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Huh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;O Come, O come Emmanuel (Martha Munizzi/ When He Came)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;What can I say about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Cast All Your Cares (Darwin Hobbs/ Vertical)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Not all of my cares. He wouldn't be able to handle all of that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My Soul Loves Jesus (Tye Tribbett &amp;amp; GA/ Life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;So true!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hello It's Me (The Vigin Suicides) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Very accurate...I love me some me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I Receive Your Love (Marth Munizzi/ Change The World)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;LOL. I hope to feel that way one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Never Gonna Let You Go (Vickie Winans/ Live In Detroit, Vol 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;That would be my daddy's theme song for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Best Thing That Ever Happened To Me (Donal Lawrence/ Tri-City4.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Bravo! Bravo! Hit that one right on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Listen With Your Heart (CeCe Winans/ Everlasting Love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Awww...so appropriate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Just A Little Talk With Jesus (Donnie McClurkin/ Wow Gospel 1999, Disc 2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I could spend more time doing so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hosanna (Carl Tuttle/ WOW Worship Green, Disc 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Uhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Weight of Your Glory (Israel &amp;amp; New Breed/ Real)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I Made It Over (Florida Mass Choir Greatest Hits)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Once again...very appropriate for this segment of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Ok, this has made me realize a couple of things... (1) I need to get some stuff off of my Ipod. (2) My listening selections appear limited, but thats only because I still have over 100 CDs that I need to put on my Ipod...add that to the "to do" list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-136860014664491870?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/136860014664491870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=136860014664491870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/136860014664491870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/136860014664491870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/10/music-meme.html' title='Music Meme'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-9034426041657761231</id><published>2008-10-18T22:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:51:14.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bites the dust</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure how to feel.  In a way, I want to cry but at the same time, my head won't allow me to. Telling myself that it's no big deal and I didn't invest a lot to it anyway.  But the truth is, its not that my heart was into it but that I can't figure out why I another man isn't interested in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only a few days before we "met" I was thinking that I should open my horizons beyond the 30-something group of men.  Rationalizing that someone in his early late 30s or early 40s would be mature and open about what he wanted and what he was willing to give.  Like clock work this seemingly great 42 year old walks into my life and within 3 weeks, he's decided, without sharing his reasoning with me, that he's not interested in talking any longer.  I guess that's the only think that I can call it since he refuses to respond to my messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I destined to be alone forever?  Is there no one out there who is willing and able to love me?  Or is Rosean right? No man wants, at first choice, a big girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps its my destiny.  Not the destiny I want but maybe my hopes of meeting Mr. Right For Me just isn't a reality. Ugh.  Back to focusing on school and a ton of other tasks to keep my mind off the fact that another year is coming to an end without a single date or prospect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-9034426041657761231?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/9034426041657761231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=9034426041657761231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/9034426041657761231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/9034426041657761231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/10/another-one-bites-dust.html' title='Another one bites the dust'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6448421439874920035</id><published>2008-10-08T09:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:25:20.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scattegories</title><content type='html'>1.What is your name - It starts with a "K"&lt;br /&gt;2. A four-letter word - Kite&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy 's name - Kevin&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's name - Kendra&lt;br /&gt;5. Occupation- Kindergarten teacher&lt;br /&gt;6. Color - ???&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear - Kango&lt;br /&gt;8. Beverage - Kool-aid&lt;br /&gt;9. Food - Kiwi&lt;br /&gt;10.An animal - Kangaroo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6448421439874920035?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6448421439874920035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6448421439874920035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6448421439874920035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6448421439874920035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/10/scattegories.html' title='Scattegories'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2447119742785356594</id><published>2008-10-03T11:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:16:11.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Economic Bailout Plan</title><content type='html'>Below is a copy of an email that I received today.  As crazy as it sounds, it makes perfectly good sense. Hmmm...if I ruled the world....or maybe just the United States...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This idea sounds just crazy enough to possibly work, so naturally it won't be given serious consideration.  How great is our bureaucracy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm against the $85,000,000,000.00 bailout of AIG. Instead, I'm in favor of giving $85,000,000,000 to America in a We Deserve It Dividend. To make the math simple, let's assume there are 200,000,000 bonafide U.S. Citizens 18+. Our population is about 301,000,000 +/- counting every man, woman and child. So 200,000,000 might be a fair stab at adults 18 and up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;So divide 200 million adults 18+ into $85 billion that equals $425,000.00. My plan is to give $425,000 to every person 18+ as a We Deserve It Dividend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Of course, it would NOT be tax free. So let's assume a tax rate of 30%. Every individual 18+ has to pay $127,500.00 in taxes. That sends $25,500,000,000 right back to Uncle Sam. But it means that every adult 18+ has $297,500.00 in their pocket. A husband and wife has $595,000.00. What would you do with $297,500.00 to $595,000.00 in your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Pay off your mortgage - housing crisis solved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Repay college loans - what a great boost to new grads &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Put away money for college - it'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Save in a bank - create money to loan to entrepreneurs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Buy a new car - create jobs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Invest in the market - capital drives growth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Pay for your parent's medical insurance - health care improves&lt;br /&gt; Enable Deadbeat Dads to come clean - or else &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Remember this is for every adult U S Citizen 18+ including the folks who lost their jobs at Lehman Brothers and every other company that is cutting back. And of course, for those serving in our Armed Forces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;If we're going to re-distribute wealth let's really do it...instead of trickling out a puny $1000.00 ( 'vote buy' ) economic incentive that is being proposed by one of our candidates for President. If we're going to do an $85 billion bailout, let's bail out every adult U S Citizen 18+! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;As for AIG - liquidate it. Sell off its parts. Let American General go back to being American General. Sell off the real estate. Let the private sector bargain hunters cut it up and clean it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here's my rationale. We deserve it and AIG doesn't. Sure it's a crazy idea that can 'never work.' But can you imagine the Coast-To-Coast Block Party! How do you spell Economic Boom? I trust my fellow adult Americans to know how to use the $85 Billion We Deserve It Dividend more than I do the geniuses at AIG or in Washington DC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;And remember, This plan only really costs $59.5 Billion because $25.5 Billion is returned instantly in taxes to Uncle Sam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2447119742785356594?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2447119742785356594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2447119742785356594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2447119742785356594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2447119742785356594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/10/economic-bailout-plan.html' title='Economic Bailout Plan'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8043185145421406349</id><published>2008-10-02T10:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T11:03:53.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Neeexxxttttt</title><content type='html'>In an attempt to mentally avoid the inevitable, I've prolonged signing and returning my separation documents.  Somehow I've convinced myself that by not retuning them to HR someone changes the fact that my last day is the 31st of this month.  Although I've been applying and posting my resume to the job boards, I haven't recieved any hits just yet.  In an effort to move out of my comfort zone, I'm going to attend a networking event next week.  I'm optimistic since the firm that is hosting the event has a few positions available that I'm interested in.  I've already applied via their site but maybe I can meet someone who is directly affiliated with the hiring managers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I applied for two jobs with XXX.  I haven't heard anything as of yet.  The site informs me that I have passed initial qualification requirements but nothing beyond that.  A couple of nights ago I was checking out the LinkedIn site and found that one of my co-workers actually worked for XXX a few years go.  Yesterday, I was having a conversation with another co-worker and she informed me that she used to work for "Tommy" and she'll introduce me to him the next time he's on the floor.  A few hours later, she brings him over to my desk and we have a short discussion me applying and the process.  He then referrs me to "Bob" who worked in a regional office of XXX versus the national office.  He tells me to give him a call and use him as a reference.  Lets hope all of this "networking" is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5k walk is next weekend and with everything that is going on with my job, it doesn't look like I'll be able to make the trip to Little Rock to participate.  I know my mom will be disappointed but understanding.  I had considered driving but with all that's going on, I don't have the energy to make that drive alone.   Besides that, I'll probably end up having to drive down for Thanksgiving.  I keep trying to remind myself that I need to be more reserved with my spending until I have something else lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vice Presidential debate is tonight and I'm torn.  I want to be at church because Evangelist Hollis is preaching tonight for the singles ministry.  However, I know that this debate will be like none other.  In 2 years, I've never taken the time to figure out how to set the timer on my VCR...spoiled by that blasted DVR.  What to do, what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know what to do...call this school and find out when I can start classes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8043185145421406349?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8043185145421406349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8043185145421406349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8043185145421406349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8043185145421406349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/10/neeexxxttttt.html' title='Neeexxxttttt'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5278975467211930415</id><published>2008-09-30T12:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:49:44.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New stuff</title><content type='html'>I just set up my account so that I can post to my blog via email. I hope that it works so that I can post while on the train :)  Perhaps that will eliminate these long gaps between posts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5278975467211930415?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5278975467211930415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5278975467211930415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5278975467211930415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5278975467211930415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-stuff.html' title='New stuff'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2077033634522490186</id><published>2008-09-03T16:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T16:55:49.237-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living to 100?</title><content type='html'>Per a radio personality, 25 individuals age 100 and over, were surveyed and asked what types of things you can do to ensure long life.  These were their responses.  Let's see how I measure up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Never go to bed angry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on one end I'm angry at bedtime because I'm going alone.  But on the other end, those married folks go to bed angry because they do have someone to go to bed with...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) If you smoke or drink, don't beat yourself up about it&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No problemo here...no smoking or drinking for this chickedee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Never, ever get on an airplane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I guess I can give up old age.  Does that mean that these old people have never left the country (besides Mexico)?  I wonder how many years flying takes off your life...hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Don't drive at night&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do these people work 9-5 jobs?  By the time you get off work (at least a quarter of the year) its already dark.  I'm not sure how that would work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Try to do something nice for somebody every day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does not telling folks what you really think of them count?  If so, I've got this one in the bag. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Don't let other people get under your skin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I've got this one covered everywhere except for work.  I've got to get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Have lots of children and enjoy them&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I can't wait until the day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) Don't worry all the time about money&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wouldn't be so difficult if I didn't have so many interests.  What to eliminate??? Electronics? Traveling? I don't even want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) Take time to relax&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm learning how to sit still.  For some reason, I've developed this concept that if I'm not doing anything, I'm in the wrong.  I feel like there is so much to do, how could I possibly do nothing.  And even when I'm sitting still my mind is still going a hundred miles an hour.  Going to get better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) Don't second guess yourself&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I've got this one under control. So hopefully that adds to the years that I lost in other areas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2077033634522490186?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2077033634522490186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2077033634522490186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2077033634522490186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2077033634522490186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/09/living-to-100.html' title='Living to 100?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5178011221357995735</id><published>2008-09-03T12:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T14:20:24.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Democratic National Convention</title><content type='html'>After the excitement of the Olympics, I was pleased that the Democratic National Convention didn't disappoint. I spent the entire week glued to my television watching each speaker and commentator with great anticipation. My favorites include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle Obama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite caucasians saying that Michelle looks mean or is too agressive, I see her as being a great role model for women, especially Black women. Michelle is strong and has not lost (or given up) her identity of being Black. She is beautiful, intelligent, and articulate. She has found a balance between being a good wife, mother, and still persuing her own interests. Most women, Black or White, never accomplish such a feat. I found it so amusing that so many of the commentators, especially the caucasion women, kept saying how Michelle would be the downfall to Senator Obama's campaigne. Funny how that wasn't said about Hillary. Even funnier because I find most white women to be extremely docile and clueless. In my life, I've only come across 3 white women (literally) that I can say could survive without a man. Most of them can't even balance a checkbook without their husband/ boyfriend. I say "GO MICHELLE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ex-President Clinton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I love thee? Let me count the ways! Bill was funny, sarcastic, and honest in a way that I don't believe most people would have gotten away with. I enjoyed every moment of his speech and I believe, whether it was sincere or not, that he did his part in convincing delegates to support Senator Obama's presidential nomination. There is still this one lingering question. While Hillary was giving her speech, Bill was sitting in the audience next to some really handsome Black guy. Can anyone tell me who he was???? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Senator Clinton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone besides me notice that Hillary started her speech with "I'm a proud daughter, proud mother, proud senator, and proud American" but never mentioned being a proud wife? Furthermore, she never mentioned that Bill other to say what he did while he was in the White House. He sat in the audience on the verge of tears and had I not already known, I wouldn't have had a clue that she was married. I believe that she gave a great speech but I'm not sure what impact it will have, especially since McCain went and chose Mrs. Palin (more about her in another post).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make this footnote.  Originally, I was not impressed by Senator Obama.  In fact, I rooted for Romney in the primary.  It wasn't until about 2 weeks ago that I was pondering my choice for President.  I'm extremely conservative in most aspects...pro-life, against gay marriage, pro-working, pro-helping people but not taking care of them, pro-children &amp;amp; elderly, etc.  However, as I contemplated, I was reminded of one minor thing...government officials are not responsible for supporting our religious morals and values.  I'll explain later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5178011221357995735?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5178011221357995735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5178011221357995735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5178011221357995735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5178011221357995735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/09/democratic-national-convention.html' title='Democratic National Convention'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-985192169479685123</id><published>2008-08-28T08:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T12:32:47.538-05:00</updated><title type='text'>They never grow up</title><content type='html'>I'm start to learn that even at an old age, its capable of finding a male that hasn't developed into a man.  After allowing myself to be hooked up by a young lady from church I was somewhat leary but decided to relax and see where things went.  After talking to her cousin, I acknowledged that there were some things about him that were on my "must not have" list but because we had so many things in common, I decided to go with the flow.  After talking a few times, sending him a photo, and making plans to meet for lunch/ dinner, I was really optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on the day of our outing, he never called, returned my call or text.  Then I didn't hear from him for 2 weeks.  When I finally did hear from this fool, it was a text saying "sorry for taking so long to contact you but you hurt my feelings".  What the heck?!?!?  All of our conversations had been extensive, laid back, and full of humor.  I hurt your feelings?!?!?  When? How? And why aren't you man enough to pick up the phone and tell me what you're talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that what I'm saying may offend some.  But I'm talking about a 39 year old man with two teenage children sending a text saying "you hurt my feelings".  That has to be the most immature thing that I have ever heard of.  Then, after I apologized (for what, I still have no idea) this jerk still didn't have the common courtesy to call and say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that people think that a woman should have a man by a certain age...and believe me, I do want one.  But if this is any example of what I have to put up with, I'd rather be alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-985192169479685123?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/985192169479685123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=985192169479685123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/985192169479685123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/985192169479685123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/they-never-grow-up.html' title='They never grow up'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8776462513490697711</id><published>2008-08-25T09:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:01:21.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weary weekend</title><content type='html'>It was a pleasure to have an empty calendar for this weekend.  However, I wanted to get a lot more accomplished than I actually did.  I'm excited to proclaim that I finally made a huge drop off to the Salvation Army.  It was mainly a bunch of clothes and other miscellaneous items that I have been sitting in the middle bedroom for months.  Besides that, I took care of getting the signature card signed for the family reunions bank account.  Those two items alone made this weekend a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I had hoped to make it out to my cousins to help her clean the new house.  But I severely overslept on Saturday morning and by the time, I was prepared to get going I would have been caught in massive traffic.  Totally reminded me of why I despise the suburbs.  Since the holiday is Monday, I'm just going to see if she wants me to come out help this coming weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bad habit showed its ugly face again this weekend.  I've known for 2 weeks that I needed to complete a 500-600 word essay for this ministerial program that I'm attempting to enroll in.  Everyday after work, I attempted to focus on writing it, with no success.  Finally, it was due on Sunday.  Once again, I overslept on Sunday and woke up rushing to start/ finish it.  When it was all said and done, it was exactly 600 words and I still felt as if I didn't say enough.  I guess I'll find out what they thought of it soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Which reminds me that I need to contact Aenon and find out where my other materials are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8776462513490697711?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8776462513490697711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8776462513490697711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8776462513490697711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8776462513490697711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/weary-weekend.html' title='Weary weekend'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7001601626223081485</id><published>2008-08-17T22:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T23:05:49.504-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreat '08</title><content type='html'>This years retreat was absolutely awesome.  The Word went forth and I got to find out what a really cool person one of our guest speakers is.  Although I didn't perform my normal "responsibilities" when it comes to this annual event.  I did get to help out with getting our speaker to and fro.  Considering my recent absence, due to school and work, it felt great to actually be involved and able to help out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal was to make a deposit for myself and one other person for next year but in my haste to get the speaker to the airport, I totally forget.  Hoping that when I call TJ tomorrow, she'll still let me get in on the deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides some awesome Word, I had an opportunity to hang out and meet some new people.  Again, with my lack of involvement over the last few months, I hadn't had an opportunity to meet some of the new saints at the church.  But with no television, cell phone, or computer for 3.5 days, you definitely get a chance to learn about people and get some great rest...which I truly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm back, I just pray that I can put what I got to good use.  My one major prayer and goal over the next 6 months is to develop a balance in my life.  Often times, I can get so bombarded with one task that I let other responsibilities slip to the side.  I don't like that about myself.  So I really want to work on developing a balanced life so that when I do start a relationship with someone, I won't be disproportioned in that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my hope of a chance encounter with "Steve" (that's not his name)...it didn't go as I had hoped.  So if he is what I believe that God said he is, it'll happen another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to head off to bed...til' next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7001601626223081485?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7001601626223081485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7001601626223081485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7001601626223081485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7001601626223081485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/retreat-08.html' title='Retreat &apos;08'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6493022563477689409</id><published>2008-08-12T12:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T13:03:05.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No mommy</title><content type='html'>This has to be one of the saddest&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/asiapcf/08/12/surrogate.baby/index.html?iref=topnews"&gt; stories&lt;/a&gt;.  I can't imagine being a parent expecting to bring home a child, only to find that I can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Japanese couple unable to have children, go to India for a surrogant who will carry a child.  The child is a combination of the husbands sperm and an unidentified egg.  Just months before the child is born, the parents divorce and the mother wants nothing do with the child getting back to Japan, although the father still wants her.  The father goes to India but is forbidden from taking the child because neither his ex-wife or the surrogant mother want anything to do with the child.  Additionally, India's law prohibits men from adopting daughters.  This is a total mess for dad and his mother (the baby's paternal grandmother).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having considered adoption, I couldn't imagine going through such an ordeal.  Because many countries, including the US make it legal for surrogants to make a profit for their work, many couples flee to countries like India.  But then they run into complications such as this.  It has to be disturbing to learn that you can't bring your own seed home, especially after spending thousands of dollars and your own country's embassy won't get involved.  Apparently this is not an uncommon occurence.  According the article the US deals with many cases of this nature but have nothing in place to help these couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to believe that we spend money on things like war, when people in our country want children and can't have them.  UGH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6493022563477689409?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6493022563477689409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6493022563477689409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6493022563477689409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6493022563477689409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-mommy.html' title='No mommy'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-211515061593702165</id><published>2008-08-12T11:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T12:41:53.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend</title><content type='html'>What a weekend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was spent enjoying the opening ceremonies for the Olympics.  I was truly intrigued by the parade of countries and kept thinking to myself how people all over the world are so beautiful.  All the different shades, hair lengths and textures, and eye colors...but all beautiful in their own way.  As much as I enjoyed watching it, I could only imagine the excitement in the atmosphere for those experiencing it in person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until then that I developed mixed emotions about the possibility of Chicago getting the 2016 Olypics.  On one end, I would love to be apart of such an exciting event.  Seeing as how the city's plans include building the Olympic stadium within walking distance of my front door, this would be the best opportunity for me to take part.  On the other end, I'm concerned that Chicago isn't ready for the Olympics.  Our transit system needs expanding, highways need repair, and our public safety needs improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke Saturday morning to the news of &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/SHOWBIZ/Movies/08/11/bernie.mac.ap/index.html?section=cnn_latest"&gt;Bernie Mac's&lt;/a&gt; passing and by the end of Sunday morning service, I had recieved the notice of the passing of "Shaft".  Yes I know his name is &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080811/ap_on_en_mu/obit_isaac_hayes_14"&gt;Isaac Hayes &lt;/a&gt;but he'll always to shaft to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the highs and lows, I just spent Sunday evening finishing my cleaning and relaxing. I did manage to get all the laundry done and got my tires listed on craigslist.org. I surely hope that someone purchases them this week.  I still need to get the stuff together and dropped off for Little Rock and get packed if I'm going to my church retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I have to remember to post something about....let's call him Ray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-211515061593702165?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/211515061593702165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=211515061593702165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/211515061593702165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/211515061593702165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6384957183865428714</id><published>2008-08-08T10:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:20:49.832-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to basics</title><content type='html'>I admit that since leaving home, and even moreso over the last couple of years, I've gotten very laxed with some of my normal routines as far as my housekeeping tendency's.  After careful consideration, I realize that as I get older, I appreciate the way that way that my parents did things and I need to re-establish some of those old habits.  In an effort to get on track, here is my extensive list of things to accomplish this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Wash, iron, and put away all laundry&lt;br /&gt;(2) Clean both bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;(3) Pack &amp;amp; deliver items to go to Little Rock&lt;br /&gt;(4) Put rims for sale on craigslist&lt;br /&gt;(5) Wax hardwood floors&lt;br /&gt;(6) Finish painting master bathroom (this is a big ???)&lt;br /&gt;(7) Organize bookshelf, movie &amp;amp; cd racks&lt;br /&gt;(8) Add remainder of cd's to Itunes&lt;br /&gt;(9) Take measurements of laundry closet (preparing to add shelves)&lt;br /&gt;(10) Check tires on bicycle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6384957183865428714?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6384957183865428714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6384957183865428714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6384957183865428714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6384957183865428714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-basics.html' title='Back to basics'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1291228638205963878</id><published>2008-08-06T22:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:53:20.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hump Day</title><content type='html'>As typical a Wednesday as it could be.  I made it out for a 5:45am run this morning.  I love the way they get your blood flowing.  A 30 minute devotion to get me mentally prepared for the days challenges....and I'm off to work.  I can really appreciate that it was a relatively slow day.  Although we're getting tons of calls about how this merger will affect accounts, I'm really trying to take each day in stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempts to catch the Dark Knight have been dashed once again. I'm thinking of maybe taking a half day at work so that I can catch it before it leaves IMAX. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the &lt;a href="http://www.meetthejonesfamily.com/"&gt;family website&lt;/a&gt; up and running.  It's a great accomplishment although there is still plenty that needs to be done to make it fully functional.  We've definitely decided on Orlando so we'll need to make a trip down there in the near future to finalize the hotel arrangements and things of that nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow so I have to work the early shift to make up my time.  Ugh...next job must have more flexibility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1291228638205963878?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1291228638205963878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1291228638205963878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1291228638205963878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1291228638205963878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/hump-day.html' title='Hump Day'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4919679110077730984</id><published>2008-08-05T14:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T14:37:38.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Charlotte?</title><content type='html'>Today was my phone interview with an HR representative for the internal position that I applied for in Charlotte.  It was quick but apparently went well since she scheduled me for an interview with a Senior person that does what I'll be doing.  This relocation thing is weighing heavy on my mind.  It's much different when you're an owner instead of a renter.  But lets not get ahead of ourselves. It's still just phone interviews and I guess we'll see how interested they really are as the process continues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...I found out that two people that I admire are now involved in some very nice "marriage potential" relationships.  In fact, the one gave me the courage to try something that I've been somewhat leary of doing.  Especially since the one time that I tried it was a truly regrtful situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, in family reunion planning-ville.  The website will be going up today.  There is still plenty of construction going on but at least it will be up and running with basic information.  I do believe that we have decided on a location...by process of elimination for the most part.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for the rest of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Look for second job&lt;br /&gt;(2) Study for the 65&lt;br /&gt;(3) Clean both bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;(4) Go running&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4919679110077730984?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4919679110077730984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4919679110077730984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4919679110077730984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4919679110077730984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/hello-charlotte.html' title='Hello Charlotte?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8313398636079109709</id><published>2008-08-04T16:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:59:57.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Reunion</title><content type='html'>This years family reunion was held in Lafayette, LA.  As usual, I arrived the night before the events began taking place.  Instead of going directly to Lafayette, I spent the night in New Orleans.  Because of our late arrival (my cousin DW came with) there wasn't an opportunity to do much of anything.  Besides that, it had been a long day at work and mamma wasn't up for checking out the cross-dressers on Burbon Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising early on Friday, we began the 1.5 hour drive to Lafayette because the rental car had to be turned in by 4pm to avoid being charged for an additional day.  Of course, my cousin, in true nature, had an attitude about everything from her seat on the plane, to the hotel room, to the fact that we didn't get to do much in New Orleans before heading to Lafayette.  This, despite the fact that we had already determined that we would come back to New Orleans on Saturday with other family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After arriving to the hotel, she had yet another complaint.  We had anticipated sharing a room with my mothers (dad's wife) mother.  But my other cousin, who happens to be in a much worse financial position that either of us, needed to share a room with her because he couldn't afford a room and she requires physical help getting around.  It was no big deal to me since my mom got a discounted room and instead of spliting the cost 3 ways, it would only be 2 ways.  But, of course my cousin complained about that.  I could go on but lets just say she found several other things to complain about before we landed back in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite her constant gripping, I'm the primary planner for the 2009 family reunion.  I'm making several adjustments that include a new family website, bank accounts, and rate changes.  We haven't made a definite decision on the location but I'm happy with the choices that we have before us.  I pray that I'm able to set a new standard for future reunions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8313398636079109709?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8313398636079109709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8313398636079109709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8313398636079109709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8313398636079109709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/family-reunion.html' title='Family Reunion'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8898554806373980544</id><published>2008-08-04T15:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T16:11:21.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This has gone too far</title><content type='html'>While browsing today's financial headlines, I came across the article below. I can't believe how far airlines are going to make a buck. I, probably better than most, understand how the financial markets work and the strain faced by most sectors at this time of rising gasoline prices. However, the fact is, firms, just as individuals should be preparing for financial hardships. History has shown that prosperous times don't last indefinitely, and thus, like the wise ant, we should constantly be preparing for those times of economic downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the article. JetBlue has decided to charge $7 for a pillow and blanket on its flights over 2 hours. The article doesn't specify, but it suggests, the pillows and blankets may not be available on shorter flights. This has gone too far. Ticket prices have risen, you're charging me to take luggage, a cup of water costs 2 bucks, you've crunched your seats together, and now you want to charge me for a pillow to rest my aching neck and a blanket because you're freezing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, they'll be charging for the oxygen masks and the seats that turn into a floatation device in the event of a water evacuation.  An intelligent firm, instead of paying hefty bonuses to top executives, should have been hedging against the possible rise in gasoline costs and other unknowns.  But noooo...now they want us to pay for inability to prepare and forecast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NEW YORK (AP) -- JetBlue Airways Corp. said Monday it is now charging customers for pillows and blankets. The carrier has done away with the recycled blankets and pillows used on its flights, and has started offering an "eco-friendly" travel blanket and pillow that can be purchased for $7 on flights longer than two hours. The pair come in a kit with a $5 coupon to home furnishings retailer Bed Bath &amp;amp; Beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carrier claims the pillow and blanket feature a fabric technology, developed by CleanBrands LLC, that blocks pesky critters like dust mites, mold spores, pollen and pet dander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JetBlue already offers free "Snooze Kits" on overnight flights from the West that include an eyeshade and ear plugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the blanket and pillow kit is the latest in a string of a la carte items the company says are providing a revenue boost to help offset the soaring price of jet fuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A JetBlue spokeswoman declined to predict how much the sale of these kits will bring in, saying that the company only provides revenue details for specific items in its quarterly earnings conference calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carrier said last month it expects to collect about $40 million from customers buying seats with extra leg room this year. Its $15 fee for a second checked bag is expected to translate into about $20 million in additional revenue. A ticket change fee, which doubled to $100 in the second quarter, is part of a "basket of fee changes" expected to produce about $50 million in extra revenue in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shares rose 22 cents, or 4.2 percent, to $5.48 in midday trading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8898554806373980544?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8898554806373980544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8898554806373980544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8898554806373980544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8898554806373980544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-has-gone-too-far.html' title='This has gone too far'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-112295607768503268</id><published>2008-07-09T10:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:37:31.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Work is fun</title><content type='html'>After an extended weekend, due to the holiday, I was excited to return to work and notice that my "troubled" co-worker called in not one, but two days.  Unfortunately, he returned today and the atmosphere change is noticable.  I've finally gotten to the point where its like "only 4 more months".  You'd think more people would take on that mindset and let all this kindergarten foolishness ride.  Unfortunately, that's not the case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job hunt has been...well, it's going.  I haven't had an interview for anything that I can really say I'd want to do long-term.  Yesterday, I received a call from a great company but the position is similiar to what I currently do and the pay isn't any real improvement.  Furthermore, I really want to see if I can find something within the firm or wait until I get my walking papers transfer to another firm.  I'm thinking about how I can get out of paying my tuition reimbursement.  If I'm not severed, I'm on the hook for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the job hunt continues and we'll have to see what it leads to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-112295607768503268?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/112295607768503268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=112295607768503268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/112295607768503268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/112295607768503268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/07/work-is-fun.html' title='Work is fun'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2628542087837110831</id><published>2008-06-26T12:35:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:29:07.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice makes perfect</title><content type='html'>And I am definitely in need of more of it (practice).  This morning, as the final part of the interview process, I was required to make a 15 minute presentation to the deciding persons for a new MBA program at a local university.  The format and information was properly prepared but that didn't stop my insecurity about public speaking from peeking its ugly head.  I believe that I did well but I've decided that, among other things, I'm going to join Toastmasters or some other group that will allow me to practice and have my speaking skills critiqued by others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm having the cable cut off on Monday, I've been trying to find things to occupy my time.  Prayerfully, I'll get this teaching position, I have my resume in at a couple of hotels, and I've enrolled in a sewing class (very excited).  Additionally, I'm excited about hosting my first speed-dating event and advertising/ marketing my Mary Kay venture.  Yep, the next few months will be jam packed with things to get me back on track financially, spiritually, physically and emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....maybe I should look into some cooking classes..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2628542087837110831?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2628542087837110831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2628542087837110831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2628542087837110831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2628542087837110831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/06/practice-makes-perfect.html' title='Practice makes perfect'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5647645525446851229</id><published>2008-06-24T10:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:38:40.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Next level</title><content type='html'>I'm now considered one of the highest educated people in the world...statistically speaking. 1 in 4 individuals hold a undergraduate degree and even fewer hold a graduate degree.  But as I walked across the stage on Sunday with more than 200 other individuals, it was hard to imagine those statistics could be accurate.  Regardless, it was reiterated over and over again that we are now part of the "elite".  Personally, I'm just happy to have that portion of my life completed.  The new question, as so eliquently put by the commencement speaker, "what's next?".  I've decided to postpone my doctorate work in order to focus on other interests and to secure permanent employment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 24th is merely sixteen weeks away...but that doesn't guarantee me 16 weeks of work, its just the last possible day for my position.  I've been doing good about apply and have had a couple of interviews but nothing has panned out.  My hunt for a second part-time job has been no more successful than a new full-time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get cracking on my business venture.  This is a great opportunity to do what I enjoy and I need to stop allowing my fear to grip me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5647645525446851229?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5647645525446851229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5647645525446851229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5647645525446851229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5647645525446851229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/06/next-level.html' title='Next level'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8429870475161978162</id><published>2008-06-10T16:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T16:54:29.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Disappointment</title><content type='html'>I've never been a big fan of "chick flicks".  I'm all about more blood, more guts, more gore, and more stuff blowing up.  If there's the slightest chance that a movie will deliver seat-clinching, eye-covering, screaming excitement...I'm there.  Often times the preview will drive up my enthusiasm, only for the movie to leave me highly disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Strangers was not exception to the rule.  After delaying the outing in an attempt to use my passes, I was able to get Mag and Jon to join me for the midnight show on Saturday night.  Arriving at the theater just in time to catch the last preview, we were disappointed to learn that they were sold out.  Our second attempt on Sunday night was a success, only to be be totally ticked the entire 1 hour 10 minutes of the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Spoilers)&lt;br /&gt;It was the typical, white people making all the wrong moves and ending up dead at the end.  The entire movie was based around a couple being stalked in their parents vacation home which was located in the woods.  Someone bangs on the door and instead of calling the police, boyfriends leaves to go get cigarattes.  While girlfriend is home alone, the banging commences, and instead of calling the police, she calls the boyfriend.  He comes home, they get stalked, killers stab them at the end and leave.  You never see their faces or find out the reasoning behind the crime...STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I will not be recommending it to anyone.  I'm still optimistic about the summers other options-Wanted, The Incredible Hulk, and The Happening.  Hopefully something will give me the excitement buzz that I so desperately seek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8429870475161978162?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8429870475161978162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8429870475161978162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8429870475161978162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8429870475161978162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/06/movie-disappointment.html' title='Movie Disappointment'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1723995301398580434</id><published>2008-06-04T16:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:41:27.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No suburbs for me</title><content type='html'>I'm glad to say that my job search has rendered some decent results.  I've received multiple call backs from positions that I'd actually be interested in pursuing.  Today, I was off to my first face-to-face. The interview was in the in the burbs which I dread but since it was a great opportunity, I figured what the heck.  About 10 minutes into my drive on the Dan Ryan expressway, I see a sign that says O'hare 1 hr 54 minutes.  My interview is in an hour ten minutes and I can't believe that O'hare is only the half way point to my destination.  After multiple calls to the recruiter, we determined that I should try for another day.  After some thought on my part, I decided to remove my name from the pool of candidates.  I couldn't imagine dealing with that everday for a job. It's just not worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1723995301398580434?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1723995301398580434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1723995301398580434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1723995301398580434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1723995301398580434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/06/no-suburbs-for-me.html' title='No suburbs for me'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-9135798963437319393</id><published>2008-06-01T11:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:42:24.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Half way point</title><content type='html'>OMG...I can't believe that its June already.  It feels like January was just last weeks.  Regardless of my shock, time moves on and I have more to do than I want to think about.  I decided to postpone starting the Doctorate program...for several reasons, mainly my desire to take some classes for enjoyment.  I've found a Dreamweaver, Illustrator, and Photoshop course and am still investigating sewing classes.  I've also decided to take the ministerial course via Aenon.  I've applied for a scholarship that should cover the cost of the course.  Prayerfully, I'll get it and that will be one less thing that I have to try to pay for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-9135798963437319393?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/9135798963437319393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=9135798963437319393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/9135798963437319393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/9135798963437319393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/06/half-way-point.html' title='Half way point'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5433287582088984161</id><published>2008-05-22T14:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:43:18.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Please expound on that</title><content type='html'>Pursing a career in education, at some level, has been a desire of mine for some time.  Now that I've completed my MBA, I've been looking at adjunct positions.  I really desired to go with one of the city colleges but found myself running into a lot of conflicting application instructions combined with not-so-helpful employees.  I applied for a few positions at other local colleges and universities and had my first official interview on Tuesday.  It went really well and I'm even more excited because they have just incorporated their MBA program so I'd get some input into how the course would be structured.  I'm hoping to hear something by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my search for potential courses to enroll in (trying to improve my skills) I came across a very helpful gentleman at one of the city colleges.  We have a little something in common that made for great conversation upon introduction.  Anyway, I'm not sure if I'm going to take the course that I was looking at (job giving me some flux with it) but I'm hoping that he may still be able to give me some direction in furthering my teaching search.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5433287582088984161?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5433287582088984161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5433287582088984161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5433287582088984161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5433287582088984161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/05/please-expound-on-that.html' title='Please expound on that'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7577950664445232140</id><published>2008-05-14T12:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T12:31:55.379-05:00</updated><title type='text'>C25k Week 1</title><content type='html'>I'm so proud of myself.  I started the 9-week, 5k run preparation program on Saturday.  It requires you to do the 20 minute walk/run combination 3 days a week.  I took care of my 3 days on Saturday, Monday, and yesterday.  I may end up going today depending on how the body feels.  Right now I'm sitting at my desk and the body is saying "NOOOOOO!!!".  Regardless, I feel like I've done a great job.  Typically, I'd find some type of excuse not to go to the gym.  But even last night, an hour before the gym closed, I mustered up the energy to go.  Admittedly, the 60 min run/ 90 min walk combination has become a tad bit easier but I'm concerned that just may be due to the fact that I started the program once before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not having to take care of school work has become somewhat boring.  I'm going to start studying for the Series 65 this weekend.  I'm also submitting my scholarship application tomorrow so I hope to begin studying for the Ministerial exam by the middle of next month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job hunt continues.  Next week, I'm having my first interview for a teaching position.  Although, there would be a little travel involved, I'm very excited about it and hoping that the college is as great as it sounds.  I'm also going to put in for some teaching positions at some closer colleges.  I've missed most of the application deadlines for the summer and fall but if I get everything in now, I'll have a head start for teaching in Sprin 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All hail craigslist.&lt;/em&gt;  I've known for some time that I wanted to see the Sox play the Cubs this year and of course failed to get tickets in time.  But thanks to my second favorite site (next to ebay), I was able to locate some decent tickets and I'm hoping to get them from the guy this weekend.  I'm still trying to determine how to verify that they are good before going through all the trouble.  The summer is off to a great start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7577950664445232140?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7577950664445232140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7577950664445232140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7577950664445232140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7577950664445232140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/05/c25k-week-1.html' title='C25k Week 1'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-630005180793278377</id><published>2008-05-12T09:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T11:16:25.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not safe to ride the train</title><content type='html'>Here in Chicago, we have, what I like to call, the "CTA Idol".  Those are the folks that get on the trains to provide musical entertainment, then ask for &lt;em&gt;donations&lt;/em&gt;.  Then we have our beggars.  I, in now way, find homelessness humorous.  However, I'd say that approximately 70% of the people begging from cart  to cart are not really homeless.  And the funny part is, I'm convinced that they work in cells....going cart to cart and using the same sad line.  In one 18 min train ride, I can have at least 4 people ask for money....not food, not shelter, but cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said all of that to say that the Chicago transit system offers plenty of questionable events but I've never seen anything like what happened in ATL.  I've ridden the Marta and it was really nice (nicer than Chicago, actually) so I feel safe believing that these types of events aren't typical.  However, it was comforting to learn that main character of this drama has been identified and can be helped to deal with her disease. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy watching...and enjoy her musical talents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-NZtGz_7WI0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-NZtGz_7WI0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-630005180793278377?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/630005180793278377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=630005180793278377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/630005180793278377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/630005180793278377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-not-safe-to-ride-train.html' title='It&apos;s not safe to ride the train'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7483846394751897489</id><published>2008-05-11T11:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T12:14:23.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Great ideas</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been considering the things that I've been saying I want to do but finding excuses not to get them accomplished.  I've been praying that God would help me to rearrange my priorities and to get serious about the things that I want to do.  Most of these things can be found on my list of &lt;a href="http://my101in1001challenge.blogspot.com/"&gt;101 things to do in 1001&lt;/a&gt; list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Task One:&lt;/strong&gt;  This morning I rose early to get working on the &lt;a href="http://c25k.com/"&gt;C25k&lt;/a&gt; program.  I finished the workout and felt great.  After church, I'm going to come home and find a 5k run that I can do at the end of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Task Two:&lt;/strong&gt;  I was checking out the &lt;a href="http://www.southwest.com/ding/"&gt;Ding&lt;/a&gt; fares offered through Southwest and started thinking to myself, "why don't I just get up and go where I want".  So, I've decided that I'm going to get myself a second job by the end of the month.  I've got a couple of things to get paid off and I'm going to start planning a weekend trip once a month.  I still have about 20 states to see and there's no point in wasting time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Task Three:&lt;/strong&gt;  Enroll in a Dreamweaver, Illustrator, Photoshop course.  I realize that I am working the nerve of my boy, Ro.  Besides that I really want to do some things to make my sites more appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Task Four:&lt;/strong&gt;  Host 3 events.  This is going to be a major accomplishment but its a money maker so I need to hop to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its off to church.  Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7483846394751897489?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7483846394751897489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7483846394751897489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7483846394751897489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7483846394751897489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/05/great-ideas.html' title='Great ideas'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6740903334353869694</id><published>2008-05-01T14:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T15:06:08.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday preview</title><content type='html'>For my 31st, I decided to take a cruise to Mexico. Overall, it was a great experience with very few disappointments. I'm not sure that I went far enough into Mexico (Ensenada is just over the border from California) to truly get a feel for the Mexican culture. I've decided that I will attempt to make another trip later this year or sometime next year and will be sure to visit the Mayan pyramids and Mexico City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time around, I did a 3 night cruise in which the majority of my time was spent in the spa. Even in Ensenada, I only spent a couple hours off the boat checking out the the eating, shopping, and one tourist sight- a blowhole that shoots water a hundred feet in the air. It was pretty neat to see but after about the fifth time seeing and being showered by it, it was time for something new. The food on the Royal Caribbean was decent as far as what you can expect for a constant buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My traveling partner didn't seem to be pleased with the food or the options provided. Despite that, the only other disappointing segment of the trip were the roudy bachelors at the table next to us each night at dinner. There were more than 20 of them celebrating a bachelor party and they remained intoxicated for the duration of the cruise. That in itself was not the problem. The major problem is that they were disruptive and obnoxious the entire time. Though sometimes humorous, a large part of their behavious was embarrasing and totally inappropriate for a room with children and others that were looking for a nice quiet dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already started planning for next year. I've decided that I'm going to do a five night cruise through Asia. Since the cruise has been chosen, all I'm left to do is to get my airfair and a hotel room for the two nights that I'm going to spend in Tokyo before the cruise leaves. With so many exciting places to see, why would anyone just want to be in Chicago all the time?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I haven't been everywhere, but its on my list" -Susan Sontag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6740903334353869694?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6740903334353869694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6740903334353869694' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6740903334353869694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6740903334353869694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/05/birthday-preview.html' title='Birthday preview'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5571408417718950968</id><published>2008-05-01T12:30:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:43.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brand Loyalty</title><content type='html'>Yes, its very true that we as a nation do practice brand loyalty. Although we try to deny it, the truth is, most of use have our favorite products to use, even if they are more costly than a similar product. Oftentimes I use the excuse that another product won't work as well, will taste different, or won't last as long. While thinking about what I like/ don't like, I decided to evaluate my favorite brands. Next time I go shopping, I'll try a competitors brand just to see if there's any major difference. Here are some of my favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoCxsI08yI/AAAAAAAAACY/CA-Czy2Ujp8/s1600-h/Crest.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195468172810318626" style="CURSOR: hand" height="64" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoCxsI08yI/AAAAAAAAACY/CA-Czy2Ujp8/s200/Crest.bmp" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoC98I08zI/AAAAAAAAACg/4IS83nnpPPU/s1600-h/coach.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195468383263716146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoC98I08zI/AAAAAAAAACg/4IS83nnpPPU/s200/coach.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoDGsI080I/AAAAAAAAACo/cmoM--mT0ws/s1600-h/Hanes.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195468533587571522" style="WIDTH: 131px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px" height="77" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoDGsI080I/AAAAAAAAACo/cmoM--mT0ws/s200/Hanes.gif" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoDcMI081I/AAAAAAAAACw/Sx7ZBD-IbLc/s1600-h/YFinance.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195468902954758994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoDcMI081I/AAAAAAAAACw/Sx7ZBD-IbLc/s200/YFinance.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoDqsI082I/AAAAAAAAAC4/W7VVYhBYrY0/s1600-h/BofA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195469152062862178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoDqsI082I/AAAAAAAAAC4/W7VVYhBYrY0/s200/BofA.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHlsI085I/AAAAAAAAADQ/AFl4sUj6pDM/s1600-h/Degree.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195473464210027410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHlsI085I/AAAAAAAAADQ/AFl4sUj6pDM/s200/Degree.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHssI086I/AAAAAAAAADY/BG-edVePCCk/s1600-h/KeraCare..bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195473584469111714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHssI086I/AAAAAAAAADY/BG-edVePCCk/s200/KeraCare..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHa8I083I/AAAAAAAAADA/yz7KAgJGHos/s1600-h/Cloroz.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195473279526433650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHa8I083I/AAAAAAAAADA/yz7KAgJGHos/s200/Cloroz.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHxcI087I/AAAAAAAAADg/nFegNEyNr3w/s1600-h/Formula+409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195473666073490354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHxcI087I/AAAAAAAAADg/nFegNEyNr3w/s200/Formula+409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHgsI084I/AAAAAAAAADI/YQ0hHYBjE3A/s1600-h/Dawn.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195473378310681474" style="CURSOR: hand" height="88" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoHgsI084I/AAAAAAAAADI/YQ0hHYBjE3A/s200/Dawn.gif" width="174" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoId8I088I/AAAAAAAAADo/Y-WBNude9-Y/s1600-h/ALL.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195474430577669058" style="CURSOR: hand" height="123" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoId8I088I/AAAAAAAAADo/Y-WBNude9-Y/s200/ALL.bmp" width="126" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoIqsI08-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8d_UbazUveI/s1600-h/lane+bryant.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195474649621001186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoIqsI08-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/8d_UbazUveI/s200/lane+bryant.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoIkcI089I/AAAAAAAAADw/GEIZTk2O-AY/s1600-h/blackberry.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195474542246818770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoIkcI089I/AAAAAAAAADw/GEIZTk2O-AY/s200/blackberry.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoJV8I08_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/utT6yTgznqQ/s1600-h/zenith.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195475392650343410" style="WIDTH: 206px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 21px" height="33" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoJV8I08_I/AAAAAAAAAEA/utT6yTgznqQ/s200/zenith.gif" width="228" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5571408417718950968?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5571408417718950968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5571408417718950968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5571408417718950968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5571408417718950968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/05/brand-loyalty.html' title='Brand Loyalty'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/SBoCxsI08yI/AAAAAAAAACY/CA-Czy2Ujp8/s72-c/Crest.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6789838783488817280</id><published>2008-04-15T11:04:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T11:56:01.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marriage ready?</title><content type='html'>While checking my email, I came across this article, &lt;a href="http://lifestyle.msn.com/relationships/couplesandmarriage/articlecosmo.aspx?cp-documentid=6650405&amp;amp;GT1=32001"&gt;Single-Girl Things To Do Before You Marry.&lt;/a&gt; It was kind of amusing to see how many of them that I've already accomplished. Let's review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date a guy who's totally wrong for you just because he has amazing abs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name was Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Collect at least six country stamps on your passport, including one from a place that until recently you didn't even know existed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got 2 and getting a 3rd this weekend. Only 3 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Embrace feminine decor.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I painted my bedroom pink. Time for a new color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take advantage of the whole bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an every night occurance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spend an embarrassing amount of money on a designer bag you love or heels that make you feel incredibly sexy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked up a bag that was waaaay more than I typically would spend. But it was hot so I had to have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Learn how to change a tire and work a drill.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my power drill but I still need to master that tirig changing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slip one of those furry covers on the toilet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like those at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get a grip on your dough.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always working on improving the financial picture but I'm better off than most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have your dad take you out to dinner as often as possible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner...hmmn...well how about a shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hone a signature lingerie style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get in the gym first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Want a cat? Heed this advice: Buy it now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried a dog and it didn't work out to well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If all you feel like eating for dinner is ice cream and diet soda, buy a cone and pop a Coke. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosted flakes and Pillsburry Peanut Butter cookies, anyone?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Use tons of hot water in the a.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a must!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Take your celeb crush to the max.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll get myself a Morris Chestnut poster for the hallway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plan your fantasy wedding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll have some fun with this one over the summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Start a pleasure ritual that a change in your relationship status can't disturb. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'll pre-plan and pre-pay for myself a massage every other month. Keep saying that but maybe I'll actually do it this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Set up your home in a way that fits your needs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6789838783488817280?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6789838783488817280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6789838783488817280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6789838783488817280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6789838783488817280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/04/marriage-ready.html' title='Marriage ready?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4496642922106628375</id><published>2008-04-14T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T14:10:55.537-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why blog?</title><content type='html'>I first learned of blogging about 5 years ago from my boy, Ro.  At first impression, all I could think were the endless possibilities.  I've gone from talking about my feelings, family, and church to posting my favorite videos from Youtube to discussing way too much info about myself on those questionaires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I've been sorely disappointed with myself because I haven't written nearly as much as I'd like too.  Sometimes, its due to a lack of stimulating topics while other times it just boils down to me being too tired to take the time to write.  Not only have I neglected to keep up with the postings on this blog but I've also failed to be diligent about completing my list of 101 things to complete in 1001 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I review my list of things to accomplish, I can really see how much I've changed in since I wrote it and how much my desires have changed.  I'm somewhat indecisive about whether to scratch that list and start another or to mark off tasks and note them as a "change in desire".  Whichever I choose, I definitely want my enthusiasm back about both my blogs.  Perhaps, as this cycle of schooling concludes, I'll gain some additional time and go back to utilizing my blogs as a place to express myself and relieve the stresses of life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4496642922106628375?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4496642922106628375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4496642922106628375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4496642922106628375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4496642922106628375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-blog.html' title='Why blog?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2028348033975011540</id><published>2008-04-04T11:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T14:46:44.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conclusion</title><content type='html'>On the 24th of this month I will have successfully satisfied all of the requirements to obtain my MBA.  With that completion, I have a flurry of mixed emotions.  In a way, I still feel that I can accomplish more (which is why I have enrolled in a Doctorate program) but I'm borderline ready to take a break from it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head, I'm trying to rationalize why I shouldn't go ahead and immediately start the DBA program.  I have the time and I definitely don't have anything else to spend my time doing.  But the lazy part of me wants to have a wide open schedule and maybe pick up a teaching position at a community college. I'm also really interested in taking ministerial classes but those don't start until September.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what about my business?  I could really use this summer to put on some great events and attend some of the festivals throughout the city.  It's time to decide and I'm going to do so by Sunday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to the point in life where I want to make the most of every moment.  I'm used to hearing people say "live every day like its your last" and thinking to myself "yes, that's what I want to do".  But somehow I manage to get caught up in the madness of everyday life and forget the committment that I'd made to myself.  No more.  It's time to make the most of what God has given me...salvation, family &amp; friends, ministry, career, education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first...make the TO DO list!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2028348033975011540?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2028348033975011540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2028348033975011540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2028348033975011540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2028348033975011540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/04/conclusion.html' title='Conclusion'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7478265696961924442</id><published>2008-03-13T11:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T13:42:49.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dr. Wilkerson"?</title><content type='html'>I'm currently enrolled in the last course necessary to obtain my MBA. I must admit that although I don't outwardly show my enthusiasm, inwardly I'm beyond ecstatic. However, about a month ago, I woke up one morning with a bit of concern. With this last course ending on April 27th, whatever would I do with myself? I'm not accustomed too having a lot of free time and I'm not prepared to become a work-a-holic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do? What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While lying in bed that morning, I determined that now would be an opportune time for me to go ahead and commit to getting my Doctorate.  After much research, I've decided on a school (was not difficult to do as there are only a few that offer D.B.A programs in Chicago), a program, and visted to ensure that it meets my needs.  I can't believe it...DR. WILKERSON?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still sounds funny to hear.  I guess this is what is meant by "going all the way" in terms of education.  Last night, I finished the application process and now I just have to submit the application fee along with a transcript.  I can start classes on May 5th, just one week after I complete my MBA.  However, I'm debating on whether I'll wait one term (7.5 weeks) and use that time to study for my Series 4 &amp; 53 licenses.  I'd like to get those under my belt seeing as how our jobs may be eliminated far before October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of work...I've been studying for the Series 66.  This is by far the easiest license that I've ever had to get and for some reason, I just can't seem to get it together.  I'm retaking on April 5th and I must pass this time.  If I don't, I'll have to wait 6 months to retake. That's a no-no.  I can't believe that I've passed every other exam on the first time around with no problems, but this one is giving me the flux.  It's these different pieces of legislation that's confusing me.  This weekend I'm going to sit down and type out my own notes to study from.  That worked well for the Series 24.  Let's pause for a moment of prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I found out that my birthday cruise to Mexico is sold out.  So glad that we didn't wait to reserve.  I already have my flight to LA and I'm going to go ahead and get the return flight this weekend.  Also think that I'll break down and get my Emeril stainless steel pots this weekend. Ready to start cooking like the folks on FoodNetwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7478265696961924442?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7478265696961924442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7478265696961924442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7478265696961924442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7478265696961924442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/03/dr-wilkerson.html' title='&quot;Dr. Wilkerson&quot;?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7626788280198132834</id><published>2008-02-19T21:44:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:06:46.784-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm baaaackkk</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so it's been more than a minute since I've posted....more like an hour. But I have good reason. So much has taken place that I have no idea where to begin. How about I share what's going on with the businesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.heavensinvestment.com/"&gt;Heavens' Investment&lt;/a&gt; is officially in full swing. I'm running two lines of business under the brand-event planning and money management. I've had 3 official appointments for the money management arm, and am hoping to see more referrals come in. I must admit that it feels great to see my dream coming to reality. Giving advice on how to budget and organize finances really helps me to keep my own life in perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's &lt;a href="http://www.thegreatdateescape.com/"&gt;The Great Date Escape&lt;/a&gt;, which is focused on providing events for Christian singles in the Chicago area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did The Great Date Escape come about? Well back at the beginning of the year, I was looking at doing the speed-dating thing(yet, again) but still refusing to attend an event at a bar. While laying on the couch, I started thinking to myself, "I can host my own speed dating event"...and that's where it all began. Getting started has been the most difficult part but its been a blessing to have wonderful people like my boy, Rosean, to help me out. Over the last couple of months, I've learned the processes of starting a business from scratch, creating a website, marketing techniques, and a host of other valuable tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that it's been an easy road and initially, I was really concerned about how the Christian community would receive a "dating service" (did I mention that I want to steer clear of this being a dating service?). But I'm just trusting God that if He gave me the idea and intuition to do it, he'll send the people. It was a also a total blessing to find the only book written to help people start a speed-dating business. Originally, that's all I was going to do is host speed dating, but as I continued to work, the idea evolved and now its various events for singles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is especially important now that my job situation is so unsure. There are still no definites as to when our positions are being eliminated. All we know is that October 29th is when our broker-dealer will collapse into the new firm. I do know that people have started receiving their walking papers. Is it bad that I'm not really concerned? Oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking my final class in March. That's right...I'll have my MBA at the end of April. I could have been completed sooner but I really think that I should take this Entrepreneur course. Perhaps it can offer me some ideas and insights that I haven't already gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired so I'm going to make my way to bed.  Catch up more on tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7626788280198132834?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7626788280198132834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7626788280198132834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7626788280198132834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7626788280198132834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-baaaackkk.html' title='I&apos;m baaaackkk'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7706448926218764776</id><published>2008-01-07T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:28:23.852-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Month of Consecration</title><content type='html'>It's take me a few day (more than it should have) to determine what I will do for the month of January, in an effort to consecrate myself for the rest of the year.  Last night, I finally concluded that I will do the following...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Study the book of Jeremiah&lt;br /&gt;(2) Read a Psalm and Proverb each day&lt;br /&gt;(3) At least 1 hour of prayer/ devotion daily&lt;br /&gt;(4) Weekly fast (Friday 12AM to 5PM)&lt;br /&gt;(3) Eliminate television for the remainder of the month&lt;br /&gt;(4) No dining out for the remainder of the month (includes lunch and/or snacks)&lt;br /&gt;(5) No candy/ junk food (includes chips/ cakes/ cookies, etc)&lt;br /&gt;(6) No unnecessary spending (clothes, food other than groceries, nick nacks, etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that I have before the Lord this month include:&lt;br /&gt;(1) Direction in ministry&lt;br /&gt;(2) Direction in business&lt;br /&gt;(3) Companionship&lt;br /&gt;(4) Financial advancement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to getting 2008 off to a great start!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7706448926218764776?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7706448926218764776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7706448926218764776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7706448926218764776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7706448926218764776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/01/month-of-consecration.html' title='Month of Consecration'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1383906075560086815</id><published>2008-01-02T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T09:38:19.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2007: Year In Review</title><content type='html'>I guess that I could look at last year in several different ways. As I write this, I really can't think of anything major to complain about. That in itself, is a blessing. As usual, God remained faithful during the year...and this is one of those times when I can say that He did so, especially at times, when I definitely did not reciprocate. I don't boast in my misdeeds but find comfort in knowing that with each new rising of the sun, I'm given another opportunity to get it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year had some monumental moments. No, I didn't get married and I still haven't even met "him" but I trust that I will in due time. I did, however, cultivate a great, new friendship with a classmate, Mag. I also had the priviledge of being voted in as the Asst Treasurer for the IDC young people. The year also included a trip to Israel and Turkey. Needless to say, I gained a greater appreciation for international cuisine. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a sad note, I lost my uncle (Arthur Lee) a few weeks before Thanksgiving but soon after I gained a brand new little cousin (thanks John &amp;amp; Jennifer). My cousin, Sharana, got engaged and her brother, DeJuan, got married. I took my first cruise and enjoyed it immensely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I learned more about myself and what I desire to give and get out of my personal relationships.  I also acknowledged a lot of the good and bad things about myself and I think that I'm coming to the realization that I have to allow people to accept me for me...the good and the bad...instead of trying to change to be what people think I should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned the importance of family and how to appreciate each day you have with the one's you care about.  And to never neglect an opportunity to show someone that you care.  I learned that you don't have to "make" a ton of money to live well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to 2008....BRING IT ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1383906075560086815?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1383906075560086815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1383906075560086815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1383906075560086815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1383906075560086815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2008/01/2007-year-in-review.html' title='2007: Year In Review'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8844944468576293420</id><published>2007-12-31T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:44.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, JDA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/R3k48rvWrlI/AAAAAAAAABw/aMg8PSpt59I/s1600-h/happy+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150210264059522642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/R3k48rvWrlI/AAAAAAAAABw/aMg8PSpt59I/s200/happy+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In parts of China, I'd say "Sun Yat Fai Lok" &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Croatia, I'd say "Sretan Rodendan"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In France, I'd say "Joyeux Anniversaire"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Germany, I'd say "Alles Gute zum Geburtstag"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Japan, I'd say "Otanjou-bi Omedetou Gozaimasu"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But right here in Chicago, IL, USA, I say "Happy Birthday"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you many more years of health, happiness, and all the blessings that only God can give!&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/35764735-8844944468576293420?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8844944468576293420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8844944468576293420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8844944468576293420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8844944468576293420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-birthday-jda.html' title='Happy Birthday, JDA!'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/R3k48rvWrlI/AAAAAAAAABw/aMg8PSpt59I/s72-c/happy+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7274649033566960863</id><published>2007-12-28T09:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T10:41:52.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Preparations</title><content type='html'>Happy Belated Birthday to Jesus.  I was intending to make a post on Christmas day but flying back home took a lot of out of me and I ended up sleeping the majority of the evening away.  No use crying over spilled milk.  So here's a catch up on the week's events.  I flew out to Dallas last Saturday and my parents drove down to meet me.  We surprised my brother and spent Saturday and Sunday with him and his "girlfriend".  My dad's wife bought a ton of food so we ate good and played a few hands of Uno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we made the 4 hour drive back to Little Rock.  I got to see all of the family, although I didn't get to have Christmas dinner with them because my flight departed at 11:00am on Tuesday.  I know...it was bogus but it was the last flight that Southwest had leaving Little Rock bound for Chicago.  I tried to see about going to work a couple hours late on Wednesday so that I could catch a flight leaving out that morning but manager couldn't approve because "the boys" would have gotten upset.  It was a great time regardless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm preparing for the New Year although mentally I'm still not ready for 2007...lol!  Regardless, I'm getting some things accomplished that I refuse to let roll over into 2008.  I purchased a scanner and a shredder on Wednesday and I've been having a ball.  I'm scanning EVERYTHING and shredding it. I want all personal docs saved to my new 8GB thumb drive before January 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I'm going to finish washing and folding all of the laundry and give both bathrooms a good cleaning.  If I get ambitious, I may even finish painting my bathroom...hmmm, now that's a thought.  I'm also going to journey into the middle bedroom and pack up a bunch of stuff and take it to the Salvation Army.  Yep, need that write off.  Besides that, I'm just going to do some serious organizing in the house.  Should I have a "yard" sale in the spring?  Hmmm, now there's something to consider...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I need to finalize my goals for 2008.  I believe that I have all of my travels planned out for the year and I've submitted my vacation days to my manager.  Selah.  My manager told us last week that the colapse date for the broker dealer is October 24 2008.  So by then, I'll definitely be in a new job because LFS is going bye-bye.  Anyway, my manager approved my days so now I just need to start securing some cheap flights.  My other goals are just some basics relating to my physical, spiritual, mental, and financial well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to 2008...coming rather I'm ready or not!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7274649033566960863?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7274649033566960863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7274649033566960863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7274649033566960863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7274649033566960863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-years-preparations.html' title='New Years Preparations'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-859557573020894237</id><published>2007-12-11T09:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:43:37.861-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Criminals Live Here...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;On Friday evening, I arrived to the train stations to learn that my car had been broken yet again. This time, they didn't break the windows...THANK GOD...but they left the interior of my car a mess. Honestly speaking, it was time for a good cleaning but the fact that they rumbled through everything and throwing stuff all over the seats and floors didn't help the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On first look, it appeared that they stole my CD holder that was attached to my visor along with my "clicker" for the gate and an empty Family Feud game box. It had been in my car because I was planning to return it but kept forgetting to put the CD-Rom back into it. It wasn't until last night when I got a text message on my phone saying "IRREGULAR CHECK CARD ACTIVITY" that I realized what else I had hidden away in my visor...my emergency debit card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quickly logged onto the banks website while dialing the number provided in the text message. The first thing I noticed was that my account was negative more than $2300. A quick click and I found that someone had a field day at BestBuy.com. While on hold for the bank, I used my other cell phone to call BestBuy.com where Monique, a freindly rep, was more than eager to assist me in getting this resolved. She cancelled the order and at the same time my bank rep cancelled out my debit card and declined a $1500 charge to JustTires.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our conversation, the BestBuy rep provided me with the address that the items -a flat panel television, a desktop computer, and a printer- were being shipped to. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;900 West 59th Street, Chicago IL 60621&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wrapping up with them, I called to make a police report, which I hadn't initially done because I didn't think it was worth it for a few CDs and a garage clicker.  I'm still trying to decide how to use this information.  For starters, I believe that the same culprits are responsible for the previous break-ins.  Jason suggested that I send them a Christmas card with scriptures.  My co-worker agreed with posting their address online.  I'm tempted to drive by and even knock on the door....which is highly unlikely but a nice thought.  I'm not completely sure but I'll come up with something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-859557573020894237?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/859557573020894237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=859557573020894237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/859557573020894237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/859557573020894237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/12/criminals-live-here.html' title='The Criminals Live Here...'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7049851735284855671</id><published>2007-12-02T21:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:05:25.164-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecake</title><content type='html'>After much talk, I finally did buckled down and made my brownie bottom cheesecake.  It wasn't perfect but it tastes great.  I'm proud of myself, especially since its my first time doing it with no help...other than some over the telephone coaching from Maryann.  When it came out the oven, I just stood there like "wow".  I'm definitely going to buy my Emeril pot set in two weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminder to me--Get a notebook to organize recipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got myself a new comforter set for the winter.  It was much needed seeing as how I had to send my electric blanket back to Sunbeam for repairs.  I'm disappointed about it not working because I just bought it last winter.  Thank God it has a 5 year warranty.  In addition to my comforter, I picked up some dry towels and comfy slippers. Kohl's had a really nice 2 day sale going and some things you just can't pass up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quarterly condo meeting was tonight.  It wasn't nearly as bad as I had expected so for that I am thankful.  My assessments for next year only went up about $12, which is a definite blessing. I was expecting a huge hike but I'm happy with at 10% increase...I can work with that.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, its busines as usual around these parts. Tomorrow morning, its back to the gym. Its been a month since I've been and my energy level is telling the story.  I've used enough excuses for not going so here goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7049851735284855671?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7049851735284855671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7049851735284855671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7049851735284855671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7049851735284855671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/12/cheesecake.html' title='Cheesecake'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4507178779642179309</id><published>2007-11-28T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:55:45.823-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A break</title><content type='html'>I'm 90% recovered from my trip.  Yeah, its been nearly 3 weeks but I haven't gotten back to the gym yet and I think I've picked up a couple pounds.  Each day, I keep saying "in the morning" but the next morning, I'm tired and dying for those last few minutes of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel confident that I have identified the reasons for this among other things and in 2 days I'll be free and clear to get back on track.  I determined that I can only "play the role" for so long.  I'm sure that "JA" won't do what needs to be done and that is all the sign that I need to move on.  Admittedly, it has been nice to have someone to talk and hang out with over the last month but the reality of the situation is more than apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was enjoyable and I'm going to post my "Why I'm Thankful" post as soon as I get a chance. I got my Black Friday shopping done and was back home and in bed by 6:30 am.  That was after going to see This Christmas on Thursday night and heading to Value City immediately afterwards.  Although we were there when they opened at midnight, we didn't get out until nearly 2am. Afterwards, we grabbed a bite at Denny's and made it to Kohl's just in time for their 4am opening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all, I snagged my area rug for the living room at 65% off, a food steamer, flannel sheets, towels, and a great picture frame.  On Saturday, I took a trip to Ikea (pleasantly empty) with Mag and picked up some frames for the lithographs I got while in Israel and some floating shelves for my CDs.  I attempted to get assistance from my dad to get them hung but of course he made it very complicated and I quickly gave up.  They are sitting on the floor in hopes that he'll make a trip up here and do it himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I think I'll make a trip to Home Depot to switch out the hooks that I purchased for the framed and pick up a nice leveler.  If I get ambitious, I may even buy the paint for the top portion of my hallway walls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4507178779642179309?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4507178779642179309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4507178779642179309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4507178779642179309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4507178779642179309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/11/break.html' title='A break'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-9046031450145519619</id><published>2007-11-19T13:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:25:57.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What time is it?&lt;/strong&gt; 1:09pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your full name?&lt;/strong&gt; I prefer to remain anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are you most afraid of?&lt;/strong&gt; Not having someone to share my life with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the most recent movie that you have seen in a theatre?&lt;/strong&gt; Why Did I Get Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Place of birth?&lt;/strong&gt; Chicago, Illinois &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite food? &lt;/strong&gt; Shrimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What's your natural hair color? &lt;/strong&gt; Dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever been to Alaska?&lt;/strong&gt; Not yet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever been skinny dipping?&lt;/strong&gt; Never have, never will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love something so much it made you cry?&lt;/strong&gt; Yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been in a car accident?&lt;/strong&gt; Yep...so sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Croutons or bacon bits?&lt;/strong&gt; Bacon bits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite day of the week?&lt;/strong&gt; Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite restaurant?&lt;/strong&gt; Dixie's Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite Flower?&lt;/strong&gt; Calla Lily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite sport to watch?&lt;/strong&gt; Basketball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite drink?&lt;/strong&gt; Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite ice cream?&lt;/strong&gt; Haagen Daz Butter Peacan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warner Brothers/Disney?&lt;/strong&gt; Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ever been on a ship?&lt;/strong&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What color is your bedroom carpet?&lt;/strong&gt; Hardwood floors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many times did you fail your driver's test?&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail?&lt;/strong&gt; Audra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you do when you are bored?&lt;/strong&gt; Watch television&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bedtime?&lt;/strong&gt; 11:30pm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest?&lt;/strong&gt; No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who will least likely respond?&lt;/strong&gt; N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Who is the person that you are most curious to see their responses?&lt;/strong&gt; Sharana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Favorite TV shows?&lt;/strong&gt; Law &amp; Order:SVU, House, The Closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last person you went to dinner with?&lt;/strong&gt; Magalie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Park or Zoo? &lt;/strong&gt;Park (I really prefer the beach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What are your favorite colors?&lt;/strong&gt; Red, White, Black, Silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many tattoos do you have?&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many pets do you have?&lt;/strong&gt; None...tried it, didn't work out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which came first, the chicken or the egg?&lt;/strong&gt; The chicken, duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you want to do before you die?&lt;/strong&gt; Get married and have children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you ever been to Hawaii?&lt;/strong&gt; Not yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Have you been to countries outside the U.S.?&lt;/strong&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How many people are you sending this e-mail?&lt;/strong&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Time this survey ended?&lt;/strong&gt; 1:24pm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-9046031450145519619?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/9046031450145519619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=9046031450145519619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/9046031450145519619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/9046031450145519619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-time-is-it-109pm-whats-your-full.html' title='Questionaire'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7080704514524148634</id><published>2007-11-16T12:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T10:37:42.324-06:00</updated><title type='text'>-ing</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Recoup-ing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel, although a great adventure, took a huge toll on me.  I must admit that it was, by far, the greatest trip that I've taken to date.  The sites, the food, the people, are all something that I will remember for years to come.  However, I'm still a tad bit worn out from the 14 hour flight back home.  I couldn't get comfortable and for some reason the flight home seemed much longer than the flight there. Every night after work, I've been going home and crashing on the couch...too tired to do much of anything.  Fortunately, its been busy at work so I used some of that time to upload the photos from the trip which can be found &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kgwilkerson"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanksgiv-ing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still debating but I don't think that I'll be making the trip to Arkansas for Thanksgiving.  I know that my parents will be disappointed but I was just there last month and I really need to get caught up on some things around the house and for school.  Besides that, I wasn't able to find a flight for under $425. That's just a bit much for my budget right now.  I have the flight that I purchased to go to Texas for my brothers birthday last month but Airtran doesn't fly to Little Rock from Chicago.  My brother asked that I come visit him but he can't cook so there is no real benefit of going to Texas.  So, I think I'll make myself a "to-do" list and take care of some things that need to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Winteriz-ing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the next few days I need to put plastic up to the windows, put the electric blankets back on the beds, replace the fall blankets with the winter comforters, and get some rugs for my bedroom and bathroom.  I picked myself up a hat/scarf/glove set and a coat during lunch so that's one task off my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Decorat-ing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do stay home for the holiday, I'm going to finish painting my bedroom and bathroom.  I already have the colors and just need to pick up a gallon of paint from Home Depot.  I also need to see if I have any coupons for Micheal's or some other craft store.  I picked up some great lithographs while in Israel and I need to get some frames and hang them.  I also need to keep my eyes open for 4 dining room chairs.  I've seen some that are nice but a little pricey so maybe I'll find something during this holiday shopping season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TTFN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7080704514524148634?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7080704514524148634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7080704514524148634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7080704514524148634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7080704514524148634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/11/ing.html' title='-ing'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7821356847596862776</id><published>2007-11-10T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T20:30:55.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4:20am in Tel Aviv</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting here on the floor of the airport.  I've just completed a portion of the security check and am now waiting in line to check into my flight.  I barely slept an hour before it was time to board our bus in Jerusalem to head here to the airport.  Our flight leaves at 6:15am and if I'm not mistaken there are people in our group that have yet to the complete the first part of the security clearance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lines here are massive! More people than I would have ever expected to see here at this time of morning.  I didn't manage to request a window seat for the first leg of our flight which takes us into Istanbul.  But I definitely have a window seat for the 11 hour flight home to Chicago.  That's the most important thing. I can deal with the 2 hour flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you get past the long lines at the first security checkpoint, you have to hurry up and wait at the ticket counter.  We just got notice from Iyelit, our tour guides assistant, that the conveyer belt has gone down and that's the reason the lines aren't moving.  It's obvious that people are tired and frustrated and ready to go home.  You can see the aggrevation on their faces and hear it in their many sighs of disgust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?!?! I've decided to write.  I didn't make time to write during the last few days of the trip so now is as good a time as any.  I got all the souverneirs that I needed and I believe that everyone will be pleasantly pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I just checked and the Dow closed down more than 200 points on Friday!  What is going on?  Did I miss something, besides the cold weather, while I was away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7821356847596862776?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7821356847596862776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7821356847596862776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7821356847596862776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7821356847596862776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/11/420am-in-tel-aviv.html' title='4:20am in Tel Aviv'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1559151462391644815</id><published>2007-11-06T21:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:05:53.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel Day 3 &amp; the intro to 4</title><content type='html'>It's 5:53am here in Jerusalem.  The sun has began to rise.  I'm disappointed because I didn't have a chance to post on yesterday. We have confirmed that our tour guide, the archeologist, is a mad man...or maybe just a serious task master.  Regardless, on yesterday, we started our day at 7am with a trip to Galilei. Durning the day, we traveled along the border of the Heshemite Kingdom of Jordan, visited the mountain were Jesus gave the beatitudes (Matthew 5), and took a ride along the same river that Peter walked on water.  We ended the day with a walk through the tunnels along the Western Wall...thank God that I'm not claustrophobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize that Kosher food isn't half bad.  In fact, because I love a good cut of beef, its right up my alley.  The only disappointing thing is that it eliminates my absolutely favorite foods like shrimp, lobster, and crab legs :(  I guess I'll be able to make it 4 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure whats planned for today. This isn't because our guide didn't inform us, its just that my mind is being bombarded with so much info that I can't remember what I know and what I don't know.  It appears that daily downloads of my photos won't be an option until I return home.  The internet here is extremely slow and it took nearly 30 mimutes to upload 8 pics.  I'm taking over 100 pics a day...you do the math.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1559151462391644815?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1559151462391644815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1559151462391644815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1559151462391644815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1559151462391644815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/11/israel-day-3-intro-to-4.html' title='Israel Day 3 &amp; the intro to 4'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-3015117870113789815</id><published>2007-11-05T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:46:34.227-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel Day 2</title><content type='html'>The wake up call came in at 6am. In the shower, dressed, and down for breakfast by 7:15am.  By 7:39 am we were loaded on the bus and headed Ceseara.  The drive took about an hour and half.  We visited Mount Caramel, the Jordan River (6 members of our group were baptized there today) and a bunch of other places that I can't mention right now because my internet minutes are running low...just like my brain is at 11:45pm.  We just got in from the Wailing Wall and its time for bed because we are starting our day at 5:30 am.  I'm hoping to get pics uplated and more details written on tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-3015117870113789815?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/3015117870113789815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=3015117870113789815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3015117870113789815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3015117870113789815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/11/israel-day-2.html' title='Israel Day 2'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4057526843188831959</id><published>2007-11-04T11:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T11:57:41.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Greetings from Jerusalem...</title><content type='html'>At 3AM this morning (Sunday), we officially arrived in Tel Aviv.  That is, Sunday morning in Jerusalem, Saturday night back home in Chicago.  Before arriving in Israel, we spent about 10 hours in Instanbul, Turkey where took in some sights and enjoyed dining at one of the restaraunts attached to an hotel.  After arriving at the Tel Aviv airport, we boarded our tour bus for the 35 minute ride into Jerusalem.  Upon checking in to our hotel, I took a nice hot shower and was in bed just in time to see the sun begin to rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of our early morning arrival time, we didn't start touring Jerusalem until 1PM. That didn't stop us from seeing the Garden of Gethsemane, the Mount of Olives, the locations recognized as places where the crucifiction took place, the burial and tomb of Jesus, and the Upper Room which is Jesus poured out His spirit on the day of Pentecost.  In between all of that, I was able to pick up some really nice souverneirs and I've got my eye on a couple of portraits that I'm hoping to go back and get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The group is really nice.  I believe that I'm the youngest one with our group and I'm not all that young :). I'm going to try to download more before I go to bed tonight but I can't make any promises. Our day begins at 6am on tomorrow.  I think that my body has adjusted to the 8 hour time difference but since I only slept 5 hours last night, I can't be sure.  Internet access is costing a whopping $12USD a day or 50 Israeli Sheckels.  Not a big deal since I have to get on a couple of times for class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4057526843188831959?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4057526843188831959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4057526843188831959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4057526843188831959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4057526843188831959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/11/greetings-from-jerusalem.html' title='Greetings from Jerusalem...'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7790123313696231423</id><published>2007-10-29T10:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:26:20.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Where in the US in Hizgrace?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.world66.com/myworld66/visitedStates/statemap?visited=ALARCADCFLGAILINIAKSKYLAMDMIMNMSMONENVNYNCOHSCTNTXWI"&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/myworld66"&gt;create your own personalized map of the USA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; or check out our&lt;a href="http://www.world66.com/northamerica/unitedstates/california"&gt;California travel guide&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7790123313696231423?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7790123313696231423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7790123313696231423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7790123313696231423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7790123313696231423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/where-in-us-in-katisha.html' title='Where in the US in Hizgrace?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7742575780406030098</id><published>2007-10-27T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:44.333-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DeJuan and Ellen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RyP0KGZq5BI/AAAAAAAAABg/i0327aFF2_c/s1600-h/DSC04538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126209255231906834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RyP0KGZq5BI/AAAAAAAAABg/i0327aFF2_c/s200/DSC04538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I forgot to post a picture from my cousins wedding that was back over Labor Day weekend. So here is a picture of the happy couple. I can't believe that he is at least 6 years younger than I, and married already. Oh, I must mention that his best man was extremely handsome and entertaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7742575780406030098?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7742575780406030098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7742575780406030098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7742575780406030098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7742575780406030098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/dejuan-and-ellen.html' title='DeJuan and Ellen'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RyP0KGZq5BI/AAAAAAAAABg/i0327aFF2_c/s72-c/DSC04538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2952927508528343873</id><published>2007-10-27T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:44.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From graduation gown to wedding gown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RyPx0GZq5AI/AAAAAAAAABY/OJAsYKabXH8/s1600-h/DSC04643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126206678251529218" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RyPx0GZq5AI/AAAAAAAAABY/OJAsYKabXH8/s200/DSC04643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night, my cousin graduated with her bachelors degree in Business Administration, focus in Accounting. I'm so very proud of her. She is starting here MBA on next week. With all of that, she is still planning a wedding. Whoa... Well congrats cousin, its all falling in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2952927508528343873?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2952927508528343873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2952927508528343873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2952927508528343873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2952927508528343873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-graduation-gown-to-wedding-gown.html' title='From graduation gown to wedding gown'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RyPx0GZq5AI/AAAAAAAAABY/OJAsYKabXH8/s72-c/DSC04643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1864618807281658575</id><published>2007-10-25T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T12:19:05.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Winners announced</title><content type='html'>I'd like to thank all of those who took time to participate...willingly and unwillingly....lol. Below are the correct answers and I'll be delivering the prizes ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the scores (out of 20)...&lt;br /&gt;Jason 4&lt;br /&gt;Carmen 10&lt;br /&gt;Audra 6&lt;br /&gt;Rosean 4&lt;br /&gt;Candace 5 1/2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Varies, depending on individual&lt;br /&gt;No one got it right. Starts with a G and means happy...you figure it out!&lt;br /&gt;5.... CJ, OJ, Muffie, Nikki, and Terry.&lt;br /&gt;Horror&lt;br /&gt;Basketball&lt;br /&gt;Traveling...that should have been obvious&lt;br /&gt;Fred Hammond&lt;br /&gt;5'2"&lt;br /&gt;Queen Latifah or Gabrielle Union would have gotten you credit&lt;br /&gt;Percy L. Julian High School...south side!&lt;br /&gt;Scrambled w/ cheese...Jason, I'm impressed that you knew or maybe it was a lucky guess.&lt;br /&gt;Teeth&lt;br /&gt;White chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Reserved&lt;br /&gt;I'm an April baby and I love the spring&lt;br /&gt;Conservative&lt;br /&gt;Clarinet&lt;br /&gt;4 (two girls and 2 boys)&lt;br /&gt;Princess....by the way, I HATE the name Keisha&lt;br /&gt;Laptop or PDA would have gotten you credit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1864618807281658575?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1864618807281658575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1864618807281658575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1864618807281658575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1864618807281658575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/winners-announced.html' title='Winners announced'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7810044065706226135</id><published>2007-10-21T10:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T16:06:31.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Things</title><content type='html'>Each year, just around Christmas time, Oprah does a special show where she gives out some of her "favorite things". I've decided to do a list of my favorite things, however, unlike Oprah, I will not be passing them out to my reading audience. Also, unlike Oprah's list, you can actually afford to go bu these things yourself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fossil's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Deshazo - Black - $55.00 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s7ondemand7.scene7.com/is/image/FossilPartners/JR8129_main?$fossil_detail$"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://s7ondemand7.scene7.com/is/image/FossilPartners/JR8129_main?$fossil_detail$" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tiffany 1837™ ring -$325&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.buychinawholesale.co.uk/images/tiffany%20ring_JZ053.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.buychinawholesale.co.uk/images/tiffany%20ring_JZ053.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Micro Music System with Built-in Universal Dock for iPod - $129.99&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rsk.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pRS1C-3844682w345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://rsk.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pRS1C-3844682w345.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Leather Parsons Chair - Brown -$102.00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/311XFY6BVBL._SS260_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/311XFY6BVBL._SS260_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coach Large Soho Style# 10192 -$298 (MSRP)/ varies on Ebay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51XD4B225RL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51XD4B225RL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7810044065706226135?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7810044065706226135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7810044065706226135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7810044065706226135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7810044065706226135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-favorite-things.html' title='My Favorite Things'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2916659056339686184</id><published>2007-10-19T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T10:43:10.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daycare Center</title><content type='html'>I feel like I work at a daycare center with a bunch of 3 year olds. Some of my co-workers are just down right ignorant. Today, for the second time in about 5 months, my stupid co-worker decided that he wanted to say "fa shizzle my nizzle". The first problem is that he isn't even Black. Secondly, we are at work, not some social setting (which is why I don't hang out with them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month or so, I had my annual review and I discussed with my manager that some racially derogatory comments had been made and it was a large part of why I don't feel comfortable interacting with "the boys" on my team. Granted, only one of them is making the comments, none of the others feel the need to correct him but instead find humor in his ignorance. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to another exciting topic...today someone called in a bomb threat to our building at 79 W. Monroe, causing the building to be evacuated. I found out about it when I to the cafe for breakfast. I and some other co-workers came to the conclusion that some employee realized that their days with the company were limited and decided to do something about it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, the corporate website posted an article about the continuing process to select the "best talent". This could have been motivation for someone to call in a bomb threat. Following is a small portion of what the employee would have read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"At the same time, each line of business determines what its organizational structure will look like based on the target environment set by the businesses. Leaders who have been selected to lead the combined organization work with their team to identify the structure, positions and skills required. Talent assessment data, together with other sources of information where required like performance reviews, interviews and manager feedback are then used to select the leaders and/or staff that best fit the new line of business’ requirements."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they are worried about whether they will make the cut. As the days go on, I get less and less concerned about the outcome. I'm more interested in the places that I want to travel to. Although Tokyo is my first choice of birthday locations for 2008, after a conversation with AB, I may choose a less expensive option for the birthday and save Tokyo for later in '08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2916659056339686184?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2916659056339686184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2916659056339686184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2916659056339686184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2916659056339686184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/daycare-center.html' title='Daycare Center'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4073904262471367317</id><published>2007-10-18T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:36:59.362-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Movies and Popcorn</title><content type='html'>I recieved a version of this questionairre from AB and I thought it would be a good way to have some fun on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The challenge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a list of questions. The person who is able to provide the most correct answers will win 2 AMC Gold Experience movie tickets along with a quart of Garrette's Popcorn (shipped/ delivered free of charge). To submit your answers, just click on the comments link below and provide your answers. The deadline to submit your answers is Wednesday, October 24th at 11:59 pm CDT and the prize will be shipped on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you are wondering about the answers....Before posting, I'm emailing the answers to an individual that is unable to participate due to her extensive knowledge of me (my mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What is your name and where did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Take a stab at my middle name.&lt;br /&gt;How many siblings do I have?&lt;br /&gt;Do I prefer comedy, horror, or romance movies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Do I prefer football, basketball, or baseball?&lt;br /&gt;What is my favorite hobby/ past time?&lt;br /&gt;Who is my favorite musical artist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;What is my height in feet, inches? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Who is my favorite actress?&lt;br /&gt;What high school did I graduate from?&lt;br /&gt;How do I like my eggs?&lt;br /&gt;What is the first thing that I notice about a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Do I prefer white, milk, or dark chocolate (for eating, not men...lol)?&lt;br /&gt;Am I shy, reserved or outgoing?&lt;br /&gt;Do I prefer the summer, spring, fall, or winter?&lt;br /&gt;Am I liberal, conservative or middle of the road?&lt;br /&gt;What musical instrument can I play?&lt;br /&gt;How many children do I want?&lt;br /&gt;If I chose a nickname for myself, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;If I were stranded on a desert island, what is one thing that I would bring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4073904262471367317?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4073904262471367317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4073904262471367317' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4073904262471367317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4073904262471367317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/movies-and-popcorn.html' title='Movies and Popcorn'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6266454447027258264</id><published>2007-10-17T08:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:00:16.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting</title><content type='html'>Last night, I babysat the twins (Jada &amp;amp; Jayla) while their parent's (Jason &amp;amp; Jennifer) went out to celebrate their anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to use that time to do some homework and take one of my quizzes (Securities Analysis).  I was pleasantly pleased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) The girls slept the entire time&lt;br /&gt;(2) My quiz was only 15 questions and I'm 99.9% positive that I aced it.&lt;br /&gt;(3) I finished in time to catch Law &amp;amp; Order:SVU, which was a great episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm going to knock out my Securities Analysis paper, which focuses on Walgreens, and the last of the homework for that class.  I'm still going for an A.  Thursday and Friday will be spent completing my Tax Accounting problem and then I'll finish up the homework for that class on next week.  I'll use that as the preparation for the final.  And, yes, I'm still going for an A in this class, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...Nate called me last night.  Now, I could have sworn that my last message to him went something like, "don't worry about contacting me anymore".  No biggie though.  The call came in at 1:34am this morning, at which time, I was good and sleeping.  I'm not going to bother calling back.  I don't have anything to say to him and I'm sure whatever he has to say to me is totally irrelevant. Boys, I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today starts our Apostolic Word Conference.  There is a great lineup of speakers and more than likely, that's the only thing that I'll get to hear.  My goal is to make it every evening (except Friday, due to class) just in time for the Word.  Unfortunately, I need to finish my projects and homework for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to do some work.  I pray that today is a good and productive day!  Thank you, Lord, in advance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6266454447027258264?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6266454447027258264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6266454447027258264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6266454447027258264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6266454447027258264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/babysitting.html' title='Babysitting'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7600432949143419189</id><published>2007-10-16T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:58:10.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown to Israel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/390491597_0f75892a34.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/149/390491597_0f75892a34.jpg?v=0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's less than one month prior to my departure.  I've gotten many of my questions about money, internet, clothing, and other necessities answered.  This week I'm going to get my converter plugs and verify that I have a window seat on all flights.  I also need to ensure that I request a hotel room with a shower.  Oh, I also need to order a SIM card for my cell...T-Mobile is just too expensive to use while I'm away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the weather daily, entered the unlock code for my cell phone, and have a good idea of the clothes that I will be taking with me.  I'm disappointed because it appears that the hotel we are staying at does not offer free Internet service.  I need to check to see if there are other places in the vicinity that do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to put in for a half day on the Friday before and the Monday afterI return.  I figure that there is no point in taking full days on either since our flight doesn't leave until late that Friday and we return on Sunday afternoon.  I've traveled enough so that I'm not really worried about my body adjusting to the time difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else do I need to do?  What am I forgetting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/35764735-7600432949143419189?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7600432949143419189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7600432949143419189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7600432949143419189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7600432949143419189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/countdown-to-israel.html' title='Countdown to Israel'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5149185489343045234</id><published>2007-10-15T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T19:33:46.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I am!</title><content type='html'>I've got to get this CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vd_C5KX_lk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6vd_C5KX_lk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5149185489343045234?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5149185489343045234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5149185489343045234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5149185489343045234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5149185489343045234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes-i-am.html' title='Yes, I am!'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8117871042210583164</id><published>2007-10-13T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T14:44:01.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep up</title><content type='html'>I'm making this post from the library.  I came here immediately after my Tax Accounting course this morning.  I'm supposed to be doing some work but I can't seem to focus.  I have a dozen things running through my mind so I'm hoping that I can hash some of them out in the blog posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Israel...&lt;br /&gt;Is less than a month away.  We leave on the 2nd and I haven't as much as determined what I need to go to the store to purchase before I leave.  I picked up a couple of books and the tour hostess sent a list of things but I need to take time to see what I have versus what I still need to get.  I still need to send in my last payment...ugh...how about I do that today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School...&lt;br /&gt;has got me backed into a corner. A large part of it is my fault.  I've missed a couple of classes and therefore am trying to play catch up.  I can't get focused at home but I'm too tired to go to the library after work.  Thank God that both of my classes next term are online.  I've finally come to the conclusion that I'm going to spend an extra term in school.  I'm going to retake a class that I got a C in and wait until January to take my thesis course by itself.  I also learned today that a quiz I took three weeks ago had a part two and my crazy self didn't know until today when the professor was telling us about quiz 2.  Thankfully, he is allowing me to take it without loosing any points.  This week, I have 3 quizes (that includes the part of the one I didn't finish), 2 projects, postings, and homework. Lord, give me strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work...&lt;br /&gt;is leaving me clueless as usual.  Its an up and down motion and you never know what the day will bring.  My co-workers have not improved but I'm to the point that I'm just trying to stay focused and keep my eyes open for positions of interest.  I spent some time updating my &lt;a href="http://www.linkedin.com/"&gt;Linked In&lt;/a&gt; page and I'm somewhat pleased.  I think I will get a copy of my resume back online and start some networking that way.  I think that God is really moving me in the direction of Compliance, especially since I have my Series 24.  I'm still waiting for my manager to get back to me about taking the Series 4 exam.  If it's God's will, then He will allow the doore to be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys...&lt;br /&gt;are amusing me more and more each day.  I met this guy through match.com (yes, I tried it because I don't see any difference in meeting a stranger on line versus meeting one walking down the street....either way, you could end up with a nut).  So we have been talking and he is really cool. Only two problems. One...he has two daughters.  They reside in another country but the fact remains that he has children and I'm not all for dating a man with children.  But dating is not even an issue now. Why?  That's problem number two.  Yesterday, when we were talking, I decided to ensure that I had all the information correct so I verified that his divorce was final and complete. Uhhhhhh, no.  He is not legally divorced.  So, another one bites the dust. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People...&lt;br /&gt;are really funny.  Last night, we were taking a break in between class. My girl, Mag, and I are taking this class together.  So at break we always make a trip to the 7-11 for water, chips, etc.  The last couple of weeks, this little jerk has been all up in her face.  Now, initially I was happy for her because I know that she really wants someone in her life.  But, I wasn't getting a good vibe from him.  Last week, he took her cell and ran the battery down during the second half of class...playing on the net, instead of paying attention.  Then he called her yesterday morning at 7am and told her to bring him the answers to the homework.  Then the final straw is, we're walking to the 7-11 and he is hanging all on her (his arm clutched around hers) and refusing to let her loose, then all up in her face (not cool for someone that you have only talked to twice, each time begging for something).  Oh, I took a selah.  Back to last night. There was this homeless guy and when we came out of the 7-11, stupid boy, looks over to him and says "yeah, we love you too, whatever!".  The look on my face was of disgust but I've learned to keep my mouth shut when its not concerning me.  But 'stupid boy' looks at me and asks me "what?"...UH OH, he opened the door and gracefully entered.  By the time it was over I had to tell him that if you don't want to know what someone is thinking, then don't ask.  He was salty, but oh well.  Anyway, what upset me was that he made some derrogatory statements about me and implied that no man would want me.  Instead of my girl putting him in his place, she laughed.  Now this is just me...but, I'm not going to let anyone disrespect my friend or my man.  And since I didn't disrespect him, his comments were totally inappropriate.  But what can I expect from an insecure man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church...&lt;br /&gt;leaves me speachless. ACOG has decided to leave the P. A of W due to doctrinal differences.  I'm not pleased and I won't even start rambling about it because it will only make me upset.  I'm praying that if my pastor leaves the P. A of W, that God will allow me to go elsewhere.  Is that wrong?  Well, pray for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8117871042210583164?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8117871042210583164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8117871042210583164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8117871042210583164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8117871042210583164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/keep-up.html' title='Keep up'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5397624074810176435</id><published>2007-10-09T23:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:44.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RwxRhFBoXDI/AAAAAAAAABM/gIXrJzhhIH8/s1600-h/DSC04526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119556505139960882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RwxRhFBoXDI/AAAAAAAAABM/gIXrJzhhIH8/s320/DSC04526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My cousin, Sharana, called to inform me that her boyfriend proposed to her on Sunday evening. Apparently, he surprised her big time. She is so excited.  August 30, 2008 is the big date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up for lunch on yesterday so that I could see the ring....nice!  I can see that I'll be spending some time helping her plan things.  I'm not complaining.  Come January, I'll have the time to really put into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that it does make me consider the fact that I don't have as much as a prospect.  But such is life.  My time will come but until then I'll celebrate for others.  CONGRATS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5397624074810176435?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5397624074810176435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5397624074810176435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5397624074810176435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5397624074810176435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/wedding-bells.html' title='Wedding Bells'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RwxRhFBoXDI/AAAAAAAAABM/gIXrJzhhIH8/s72-c/DSC04526.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-627441629545070553</id><published>2007-10-03T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T21:35:13.884-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's little interruptions</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago my church decided to do a "biggest looser" contest.  You only weigh in twice, once at the beginning and once at the end of the 10 week period.  I was so geeked especially since I had already started going to the gym at 5:30am (thanks to my dad's daily wake up calls).  My goal is at least 3 pounds a week, which from researching and talking to various trainers, seemed to be a good goal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off to a great start of cardio at least 3 days a week and weights twice a week.  The pounds were not shedding like I wanted, causing a bit of discouragement, but to my dismay, the inches were coming off nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday before last, the call came in...my uncle (on my dad's side) passed away.  It was a bit unexpected on my end because I had been receiving nothing but good reports.  I had to remind myself that our timing is not always God's timing.  I'm not sure that all the members of my family realize that but as the saying goes "we'll understand it better by and by". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of spending this past weekend in Texas celebrating my brothers birthday, I ended up in Arkansas attending his funeral.  I despise funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE to self and others:&lt;/strong&gt; I'm being cremated! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Do:&lt;/strong&gt; Create legal documents stating that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I spent the majority of the time outside or sitting in the back row.  I never went around to the veiw the body.  I've always known that there were a ton of men in my family but this gather reminded me of how few women there are.  And to see them there, mostly in tears, made it difficult to hold mine back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't eat as well as I needed to and didn't make it to the gym but 3 times last week and none so far this week.  How am I supposed to become the biggest loser if I don't work it out.  It doesn't help that I'm way behind on school work and I've been working an earlier shift which makes it difficult, if not impossible, to go to the gym in the AM.  I'm committed to making my way back there on Friday morning, Saturday after clas and Sunday after church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have an interview with ACM.  A friend of mine from Chase, Jason, works there and put my resume in for a compliance position.  I'm not getting excited because I don't know what God's will is.  Right now, I'm just praying that if He does not want me to have it, that they don't even offer it to me.  From what I can tell, its a great company to work for but only God knows if I'll truly be happy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ended Legal Day three at the lovely BofA. There haven't been any major changes other than systems being down a lot.  That's because BofA is trying to figure out our inner workings which is typical in takeover situations.  We expect to experience Customer Day 1 by the end of 1st quarter 2008.  I've been watching their careers page just to see if anything catches my eye.  So far nothing, which is partly why I'm taking this interview with ACM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've passed my Series 24, I decided that I'd go for at least one more, the Series 4.  I put my request in last week and I'm waiting to see if I'll be allowed to take it.  With everything changing hands, there's no telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got to go iron and prepare myself for tomorrow.  After work I'm going to see EDH bring the word. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-627441629545070553?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/627441629545070553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=627441629545070553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/627441629545070553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/627441629545070553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/10/lifes-little-interruptions.html' title='Life&apos;s little interruptions'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6964756720336359507</id><published>2007-09-23T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:44.910-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gift to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RvccQlBoXCI/AAAAAAAAABE/hrIu9iUCl0Y/s1600-h/DSC04573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113586973044923426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RvccQlBoXCI/AAAAAAAAABE/hrIu9iUCl0Y/s320/DSC04573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the purse that I purchased myself on Friday.  It was supposed to be my graduation gift but since it was an older version, it had been discontinued and they only a had a few left in stock.  Besides that, my 25% off coupon was only good through today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't have the matching wallet/clutch so I had to order it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure when I'll get to use it for the first time.  Reason:  While I'm school I carry a backpack.  I refuse to carry a purse and a bookbag.  Perhaps over the weekend or for a special event.  Just another reason that I can't wait until I graduate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6964756720336359507?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6964756720336359507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6964756720336359507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6964756720336359507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6964756720336359507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/09/gift-to-me.html' title='Gift to me'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RvccQlBoXCI/AAAAAAAAABE/hrIu9iUCl0Y/s72-c/DSC04573.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-3600415986352621985</id><published>2007-09-22T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:45.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RvVKKFBoXBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PHbX4iuyRc0/s1600-h/the-touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113074488957230098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RvVKKFBoXBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PHbX4iuyRc0/s320/the-touch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I first saw the painting at this years P.A of W convention in Nashville.  It wasn't in the budget at the time but its definitely going to be on my wall by Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that art is subjective and means different things to different people.  I can definitely agree.  My immediate and continuing thought of this piece is the awesomness that it speaks of our relationship with God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know what this picture is meant to reflect, take a moment to read Matthew 9:20-22, Mark 5:25-34, and Luke 8:43-47.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reflect on the woman with an issue of blood, I consider each of us as a person with "an issue".  Something that all of our money, education, friends and family, or own self will is unable to cure.  We deal with it for weeks, months, and maybe even years before we come to the realization that its only by the healing power of God (Jesus) that we can be healed and delivered.  Once we get to the point of desperation, we are willing to go through whatever it takes to get to him.  I'm sure that the woman with the blood condition was being trampled, yelled at, knocked around, and every other imaginable thing, by those in the crowd.  They too, were there to get "something" from Jesus but wasn't concerned about their issue.  She realized that He was the only one who was able to make her whole and it didn't matter what anyone around her had to say or thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many would have you to believe that Jesus didn't notice that others in the croud were touching him, and were likely healed in the process.  But how awesome it was of Him to take notice of her.  That's just how wonderful Jesus is...even with others around, and you feeling as though the weight of the world is on you, He is able to take notice and make you feel like the most important person in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can attest to the fact that God has a way to make you feel absolutely wonderful, especially in times when ou need it the most.  That's the greatness of an all-seeing, all-knowing, and always waiting God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-3600415986352621985?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/3600415986352621985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=3600415986352621985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3600415986352621985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3600415986352621985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/09/speaking.html' title='Speaking'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RvVKKFBoXBI/AAAAAAAAAA8/PHbX4iuyRc0/s72-c/the-touch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2041344539236875760</id><published>2007-09-22T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T11:03:03.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing</title><content type='html'>As if school doesn't have me busy enough, I decided that I'd get another license for my job.  When the BofA acquisition was announced, it became pretty obvious that my time in my current position was limited.  Don't get me wrong, I never intended to make this position a permanent career move but I had anticipated sitting tight until I completed my MBA in December.  The possibility of not having until December, put a little fire under my tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my year end review last year, with my managers support, I decided that I would get my Series 24, which allows me to function as a principal, or as I'm hoping, in Compliance.  Because of the heavy coursework for school, I put off opening my window 120 window until July.  Once I recieved my materials, I still didn't start studying right away...just a little hear and there.  Then I learned that BofA was meeting with our department heads and that Legal Day one would be October 1st.  It became clear that this was not the First Chicago/ Bank One or Bank One/ Chase mergers that I'd gone through in previous years.  BofA is moving swiftly and they know exactly what they are doing.  In fact, news about our positions is expected by the end of October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I degress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two weeks ago, I decided to buckle down and prepare to take the test that spans 3.5 hours with 150 questions (plus five additional questions that the proctoring location throws in).  I studied day (at work) and night, with the exceptions of the time I was at church or in class.  I finally made the decision on last Sunday night that I would take the exam this Friday morning at 9am. I spent Wednesday and Thursday cramming at the library.  I had heard the horror stories of how it took people 2 and 3 attempts to pass it.  My time constraints don't allow for that.  A 30 day waiting period between each attempt and a 6 month wait after the 3rd failure....no sir'ee bob...I plan to have my life back after December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter test room, say a prayer, and begin.  The first 30 or so questions left me pretty confident. Somewhere around question 35, in this freezing room, staring at a computer, I think to myself "what the heck, I have no idea what they are talking about".  Let the guessing begin! Upon reaching question 115, my confidence had return and the final few were a breeze.  Although I had a few marked for review, I decided that I'd trust God and my first instinct.  I immediatly hit the COMPLETE link, gathered my things, as I waited for my score to generate. 72%...YESSSSS.  It may sound like just passing but in this field just passing is a big deal.  These exams aren't meant for you "score high"...in fact, no one really cares what you score because you don't really &lt;em&gt;learn &lt;/em&gt;until you start operating in the function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As suspected, once I got to work, there were some people that were extremely excited about my success while other displayed  their negative, sarcastic attitudes as they always do.  Thank God I didn't allow them to steal my moment.  Besides that I have in possesion my graduation gift (pic will be posted a little later) and it's looking extra lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next?  Series 4, 55...who knows...perhaps I should just focus on graduation and then starting the CFA program next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2041344539236875760?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2041344539236875760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2041344539236875760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2041344539236875760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2041344539236875760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/09/passing.html' title='Passing'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5054030914768813937</id><published>2007-09-12T15:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:57:45.274-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RuhPROPDHDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_1IpGfGlRqc/s1600-h/schoolprayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109420934549412914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RuhPROPDHDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_1IpGfGlRqc/s320/schoolprayer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I immediately found the truth and humor in this. Can imagine the kind of confusion that a kid would go through if they were forced to acknowledge every "god" out there?  Then what order would you put them in when listing them?  I think its important that we teach children prayer and the truth about the God that we serve.  I also believe that schools allow children to exercise their right to practice their faith as long as it does not infringe on others.  However, I don't think I want the CPS or any other public school system delivering religion to its pupils.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RuhOL-PDHCI/AAAAAAAAAAs/8XSwuYfwcLc/s1600-h/schoolprayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5054030914768813937?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5054030914768813937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5054030914768813937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5054030914768813937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5054030914768813937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-immediately-found-truth-and-humor-in.html' title='God?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nqbdk7EYeV4/RuhPROPDHDI/AAAAAAAAAA0/_1IpGfGlRqc/s72-c/schoolprayer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-530650620596079651</id><published>2007-08-29T12:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T12:14:38.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No words to express...</title><content type='html'>...the feeling that I got when I saw this video. It's such an awesome reminder of the unconditional love that God has for us. Hope you all enjoy this as much as I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cyheJ480LYA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-530650620596079651?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/530650620596079651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=530650620596079651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/530650620596079651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/530650620596079651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-words-to-express.html' title='No words to express...'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-2553573708902125343</id><published>2007-08-28T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T13:45:48.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Huh?</title><content type='html'>Look at how awesome he is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he is the one, just let him touch me.  I know he doesn't have a reason to, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just a touch, but a hug!  Huh?!?!?!  That can't be right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Lord, maybe I'm a little confused&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-2553573708902125343?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/2553573708902125343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=2553573708902125343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2553573708902125343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/2553573708902125343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/08/huh.html' title='Huh?'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-1713424258650686449</id><published>2007-08-25T14:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:39:36.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Put the blame where it belongs</title><content type='html'>I'm sitting in my new favorite place...a Chicago Public Library near my home.  Over the last month or so, I've found that I get a lot more accomplished here than at home.  I've been able to complete more homework and actually remember the stuff that I study, without the interruption of the television, telephones, noisy neighbors, or the ghetto folks outside (I can hear them because my windows are open to allow for better air circulation and to keep the electricity bill down).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished the classwork for one class and I couldn't help but think of the conversation that I had with an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IM&lt;/span&gt; buddy last night.  The conversation was based around the fact that a student at his school called a white teacher a "nigger" and, although there were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt; of adults with authority around to hear the comment, nothing was done.  This disturbed me and I commented that our future generation is messed up, and its due, in large part, because fathers are absent from the home.  R, a male and the other individual in the conversation, immediately went on the defensive and noted that this is because black women dog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ex-boyfriends/ husbands&lt;/span&gt; to their children.  Now, I in no way agree with this tactic that many women do engage in, but here is my stance as I gave it to R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents divorced while I was very young.  My father, admittedly had an affair on my mother.  Yes, my mom was hurt and during my life she did make negative comments about my father in my presence.  Now, she was just as wrong for her comments as he was for tearing our family apart with his infidelities.  But the fact is, my father did everything in his power to ensure that he had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; with me, including going back and forth to court and jail, and having numerous falling outs with my mom.  And his involvement in my life has had a very positive impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, that is what a real man does when he has a child who's life he wants to be in.  He jumps the hurdles, works two or three jobs, comes to court, pays extra child support, and does whatever it takes.  Because its not about the him and the child's mother.  IT'S ALL ABOUT THE CHILD.  Black men want to allow a whole generation to fall apart and blame it on "the momma is trippin' and she won't let me see my child or she's always nagging me".  So what! Isn't your child, you're blood, you geniology, worth it?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't blame the fall of the black man on the black women.  (And it's time out for blaming the white man too) There is only one area where I will agree that women have fallen short...it is coddling (I think that's the word I'm looking for) their sons, and turning them into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;momma's&lt;/span&gt; boys who are looking for a woman that they can lay up on.  This is the reason that it is so important for fathers to be involved and providing a balance in the lives of their children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that God put in every woman the desire to be submissive.  Every woman, no matter how strong she portrays herself to be, will submit to some man.  It just takes the right man to come alone and do what God has commanded him to do...."love your wife like Christ loves the church".  You see, men are quick to yell "submit" but they don't want to love like Christ loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love of Christ is so awesome that, even when we are in our sins, acting a fool, not loving or acknowledging Him, He still loves us, takes care of us, and provides for our needs and wants.  Christ loves us until we get to point that we want submit.  As some die, without ever submitting.  So if you're woman isn't submitting, you should check your love meter.  Because God places the responsibility on the head, the man.  Love her until she acts right, love her until she comes saying "baby, what does it take to make you happy".  Because ultimately, that's what we, as women, want.  Most of us believe that if we mak you happy, you will in turn make us happy.  And for those of you that don't know, love is verb.  Verbs have to be displayed via actions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so unfortunate that Black men have gotten to the point where not only do they allow other races and nationalities to disrespect Black women, but they themselves do it openly.  But when they get with us, they expect us to eagerly submit to them when they have done nothing to deserve our submission.  You know what a real man would do?  When he sees a young woman acting "unlady like", he should go to her in humbleness yet authority and explain to her that her behavior is not becoming of a respectful young lady.  She may get an attitude but i guarantee that it will stick with her....more than if a woman says it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you men that think its all about your money....So what you bought me dinner...I can buy my own steak and lobster.  You got a house, car and job????...so do I!  R seems to believe that its all about what you have and I feel so sorry for you men that take on the attitude that "I've made a dollar so now I can command any woman I want".  The fact is, if a woman is only with you for what you have, the moment you hit on hard times, she's going to make a run for it.  A real woman, will say, "you got a house, I got the furniture" or "you got a savings account, okay, I got bonds". Woman was created to be a "help meet" and what woman, who's man is loving her and treating her like God treats us wouldn't want to help, submit to, and do everything she knows (and maybe take a class or two to learn some more) to make her man happy.  And she'll do it when he's got money to take her out or when he's laid off and doing everything in his power to find something to take care of his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's the way we are made.  That's why you see women allowing men to lay up and do/ become nothing.  They have a part of the vision but not the whole thing.  If you are a man a woman allows you to do/be nothing, she will eventually emasculate you.  And if a woman won't give you play when you are doing all you can but are going through a bad period, but  the moment you get a dollar, she's all in your face, that should tell you something about her character and the reason she's with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Black man, go on and get your "dime &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt;" who can't count past ten and will leave for the next brother who makes .50 more than you.  You two deserve each other.  You both are shallow and only in the relationship for what you can get (probably sex, which will get old), and inconsiderate of your partners needs.  Greed will overshadow love and true happiness will never be obtained.  You self-esteem is low (maybe even non-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;existent&lt;/span&gt;) and you define yourself by what you have instead of who you are.  Stay your path, and in 20 years we'll be discussing your fallen relationships and the lingering unhappiness and lack of joy in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or choose another path...be the best you that you can be for you. Demand love and respect for yourself because of who you are, not what you have.  Enjoy the company of people who genuinely care and support you.  As for the riders on your plane through the journey of life....allow only the ones who are traveling with you because you both are striving for greatness, dismiss the extra baggage that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;snuck&lt;/span&gt; on board to hitchhike a ride...as soon as the fuel gets a little low or you hit a bit a turbulence, they're taking seeking the first life jacket so that they can jump off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Black woman that holding out for a real Black man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-1713424258650686449?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/1713424258650686449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=1713424258650686449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1713424258650686449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/1713424258650686449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/08/put-blame-where-it-belongs.html' title='Put the blame where it belongs'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4362049707521991907</id><published>2007-08-08T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T13:31:40.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>from PALM to BLACKBERRY</title><content type='html'>I got my first palm pilot nearly 6 years ago. Over the years, I've upgraded several times, most recently to the Treo 700p from Sprint. Here lies my first problem. I hate Sprint. I had them a few years ago and I hated the phone and customer service. However, when my Treo 650, which I used on T-Mobile, started to go bad, I didn't have many choices. T-Mobile no longer offers or supports Treo devices. Although you can get an unlocked version and put your SIM card in, the reps are clueless if you run into any problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much deliberating, I took my 4 years with T-Mobile and flushed them down the drain in an effort to stay with Palm. After 4 months of Sprint service, I couln't take it any more. Besides that, the Treo, although it did everything I needed, was just too big and bulky. I needed something that was slim and offered all the capabilities of the Treo. Additionally, I learned that Sprint does not offer international service so I'd have to rent a phone, should I travel over seas. That's a "no go" since I'm planning for Israel in November and Asia for my big 3-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was immediately attracted to my co-workers Blackberry Pearl.  It was slim and offered all the features of my Palm, with one exception.  The palm offers its own desktop software that intergrates into your handheld.  The Blackberry can be linked up to multiple programs but its up to you to find one that works for you.  After doing a little research, I went online to find some deals  on the Blackberry and found a site that was giving it away with a $50 rebate.  I didn't want to order online so I printed the offer out and took it down to a T-Mobile store.  Upon approval, they gave me the offer that I found although they were not offering it in the store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm an official Blackberry owner.  The funny thing is, one of my friends from school switched to the same phone last week.  I wasn't even aware until we were sitting in class and I saw hers sitting on the table. I still have to find which program I will use for the desktop.  I'll see how things go. *fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4362049707521991907?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4362049707521991907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4362049707521991907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4362049707521991907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4362049707521991907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/08/from-palm-to-blackberry.html' title='from PALM to BLACKBERRY'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-8010355249678443002</id><published>2007-08-06T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:43:07.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prophesy</title><content type='html'>You preaching, being a blessing to the body of Christ, promotion in ministry and on job.  God can trust you and stay leveled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-8010355249678443002?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/8010355249678443002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=8010355249678443002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8010355249678443002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/8010355249678443002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/08/prophesy.html' title='Prophesy'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-5013023109463952657</id><published>2007-08-05T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:51:06.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know the excuse...</title><content type='html'>Of course it's the same...I've just been busy. So here is a brief recap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here &amp;amp; There&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was all said and done, I found my way to the PAW convention...thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.southwest.com/"&gt;Southwest Airlines&lt;/a&gt;. I purchased a ticket back in February or March sometime. It had me scheduled to leave for Nashville on Wednesday and coming back on Sunday. When I learned that I could go to Israel in November, I cancelled my dates for the convention and decided to save them for November. Since I had already paid to register for the convention, I decided that I would drive to Nashville on Thursday night after work (only 7 hours). Thursday came, and I was already to go but didn't feel like driving. On a suggestion from Stephanie, I went t the airport and asked SWA to honor my ticket although I was a day late. They agreed for no additional charge, and I flew standby into Nashville. God blessed and I was able to get a rental car at a decent price and I was able to stay at the convention center hotel for the discounted rate although I didn't make the reservation until that morning. I also drove to Memphis on Saturday to surprise my parents at our annual family reunion. I had told them that I wouldn't be able to make it but since it was only 3 hour drive, I decided "what the heck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Slave Ship&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The merger has everyone on edge. I am surprising unfazed by everything that is going on. In fact, I'm not even job hunting like I know that a lot of people are. I had a great year end reveiw back in December and my mid-year review, which was held last week, went equally as well. So right now, I'm just focusing on completing my MBA by the end of the year and I've started studying for my Series 24. **thought---what other licenses can I get before October?**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Socializing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still single, with no particular opinion on the subject. Yes, I'm ready to have a special someone but all in God's timing. I was thinking that with all that I have going on right now, if I were dating someone, where would I have time to fit him in. And Lord knows that I can't get rid of a man like I did the dog. Oh, in the event that I didn't mention it before, Ms. China, has found a new home and I'm told that she is very happy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to relieve myself of a lot of additional baggage....as in, friends that really aren't friends, and moreso along for the ride. I've got a lot more peace and a lot less drama. Praise God. I'm also learning to appreciate the people in my life who are truly genuine and have my best interest at heart. You know who you are and thank you for your patience with a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend, I'm hosting a get together at my house for a young lady from my church. We have known each other for years but really hung out. Well a couple of weeks ago we spent some time at a mutual friends housewarming and had a great time. So she and her husband are moving out of state for his job so I agreed to have a get together at my house for her before she leaves. Pray for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conclusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is good!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-5013023109463952657?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/5013023109463952657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=5013023109463952657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5013023109463952657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/5013023109463952657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-know-excuse.html' title='You know the excuse...'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-3795193510288912674</id><published>2007-07-06T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T13:49:33.855-05:00</updated><title type='text'>About me: Strategic Thinker</title><content type='html'>This is oh so accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General Description&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Strategic Thinker, you excel by blending your strong drive to reach goals with a desire for precision, accuracy, and quality. As a result, you are well equipped to be in charge, especially in situations or projects where producing quality output is a priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typical Areas of Strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Strategic Thinkers, like you, are goal-oriented, precise, analytical, assertive, confident, prepared; you tend to insist on high standards. You have a good eye for detail and usually push to get things done right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Typical Areas of Struggle&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may sometimes come across as rigid, cold, picky, pushy, dogmatic, or stubborn. In your desire to achieve results, you may become overly critical, judgmental, or insistent on doing things your way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Preferred Activities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Because you are highly task-oriented, you usually desire to control two key elements of any project: goals and quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Communication Style&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strategic Thinkers, like you, are usually gifted communicators who strongly believe that what they are saying is absolutely correct and represents the right direction to take.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-3795193510288912674?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/3795193510288912674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=3795193510288912674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3795193510288912674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/3795193510288912674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/07/about-me-strategic-thinker.html' title='About me: Strategic Thinker'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-6287944054056952818</id><published>2007-06-28T12:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:49:09.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blah Blah</title><content type='html'>The term is over and I walked away with two C's....totally unacceptable.  I'm totally disappointed in myself.  I'm just praying that my tuition reimbursement will pay out.  Well I've registered for my classes for next term and I'm one step closer to my December graduation date. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to taking two classes next term, I'm also going to be studying for another license with my job.  I'm trying to get at least 3 by the end of the year.  I want to position myself for whatever the future may hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back in the gym...seriously.  I've tried getting up in the morning to go but I'm just so tired.  It probably has something to do with not going to bed until after midnight every night. In the evening, if I don't have class, all I can think about is going home to relax or try to do some homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to look for something to boost my energy level.  I have at least been successful in eating more fresh fruits and veggies, thanks to the farmers market across from my job.   Think I'm just going to make a schedule and find someone that will committ to working out with me.  Hmmm...who will be dedicated???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-6287944054056952818?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/6287944054056952818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=6287944054056952818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6287944054056952818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/6287944054056952818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/06/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah Blah Blah'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-4167381237904364462</id><published>2007-06-12T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T20:38:33.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God giveth</title><content type='html'>I thought that this could possibly be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He possessed some of the qualities that I look for and I was hoping to find out more when he returned home.  Ok, since my last post "Mr. South Carolina" has become "Mr. Afghanistan".  He is stationed there until sometime next spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month prior to his departure, we shared some great conversations and I really started to think that things were going well.  Now that he is there, I realize how wrong I was.  I can admit that it's not that he is a bad person or that he doesn't love God.  He just doesn't possess some of the qualities that I need.  Instead of telling me how much he enjoys me and wants to have me around, he keeps telling me that he needs me...not because of who I am but because of what I do for him.  He's told me that he doesn't find me attractive and that he's not willing to compromise on some basic areas of disagreement that we face (makeup, jewelry, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I have to have consistency.  It's not just a want for me.  It's a foundational need that I require in order to be satisfied in a relationship.  One that he can't offer me.  For his reasons, he won't call me and he refuses to get internet in his room.  On one end, I totally understand his wanting to save money.  But on the other end, how can you put a dollar figure on someone's emotions.  So, I give up.  I gracefully bow out.  Gently nudged away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I told God that I needed to know, without doubt or confusion...I needed to know whether he was the one.  I was taken in scripture to St. John, chapter 4.  I've been there before and as soon as I started reading, I knew the answer was "no".  Finally I reached the part about the woman at the well...Jesus asks her, "woman, where is your husband".  She replies, "I don't have one".  He replies, "you are right and the one you have now isn't yours".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer, which I think I've know for some time, still comes with some hurt.  I feel like he is in a position where he needs me (ugh! there I go talking about his needs versus mine).  I can't imagine the things that he is dealing with over there.  I feel like I should just be there until he returns home.  But that's a whole year of my life and we aren't in a relationship...we are friends...and he doesn't want a relationship.  He just enjoys the benefits of having someone that he can count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if God told him already and he just doesn't want to face it.  Being a million miles from home can do that.  I can't worry about it.  I cannot give him what isn't his to have.  I will not give my heart to anyone except the man that I will spend my life with.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He'll move on and find someone for himself...and I will be a distant memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-4167381237904364462?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/4167381237904364462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=4167381237904364462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4167381237904364462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/4167381237904364462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/06/god-giveth.html' title='God giveth'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-297469727070611589</id><published>2007-05-10T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T13:50:04.301-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Work...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tax season officially ended but we're yet to feel the true benefits of this monumental event. We still have a pretty heavy call stream and I've barely been able to make outbound calls (no good, seeing as how that's where the real money is). Regardless, I'm just taking it one day at a time. No one knows what's going on with the Bank of America deal but I'm convinced that its just delayed. Regardless of who purchases us, my department will be eliminated. I'm not really worried, just trying to focus on my next move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday, I got a call out of nowhere from CPS about a job that I interviewed for nearly a year ago. They ultimately decided to give the position to a previous employee but it wasn't a big deal because I had already started my current job. Anyway, I'm interviewing with the same people again on tomorrow. I'm not sure of what the position is but its in the same department. I'm just going to go and see what its about and take it one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;School...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another semester has ended. I got a B and a B- in my classes. This term I'm enrolled in Statistics and Managerial Finance. All I can do is pray because the classes are very similiar and I was never any good in Statistics. It wasn't until last night, while sitting in Managerial Finance, that I realized how badly I need to master the topic if I have any intention on remaining in the Finance field...which has been my only goal for as long as I can remember. I'm determined to walk away with 2 A's this term. I want to graduate with honors and I've got to get A's the rest of the way through in order to do so. &lt;em&gt;focus, focus, focus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travels...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd think that with all the traveling that I've been doing over the last 4 mohths, I'd be enjoying just being at home. And please, don't get me wrong, I do love sleeping in my own bed. But now that I've gotten a tast of the cruise life, i'm ready to do it again. I've found a 15 day Asian cruise and I'm trying to figure out how to get there year. The cruise includes stops in Singapore, Japan, Hong Kong and about 4 other destinations. Tokyo has always been my goal but I'm open to pretty much any destinations. Next week, I'm going to call to find out the price and check out some airfare. Asia, here I come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Family...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a strange conversation with my cousin Denice which reminded me why I don't care to deal with her. Still haven't talked to Tamara since she faked me out on the cruise. Brother (CJ) working on a nerve, especially when he's asking me to do something for him. Mom didn't as much as call for my birthday. Ugh...why do even let it bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;People...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think "R" will ever talk to me again. I guess that's how it goes when you try to be honest about how you feel people are treating you. Miss the convo but not the utter disregard for my feelings. Mr. South Carolina is officially Mr. Afghanistan. I'm finally over his departure and will just consider it the loss of a great conversationist and friendship. Hung out with Delilah and a freind of hers from high school to watch the fight last week. It was pretty cool. I think I made a new friend...still yet to be confirmed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-297469727070611589?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/297469727070611589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=297469727070611589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/297469727070611589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/297469727070611589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/05/crazy-busy.html' title='Crazy busy'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35764735.post-7236084437507721386</id><published>2007-04-30T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T11:28:20.698-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Highs &amp; Lows</title><content type='html'>This week has been full up of highs and lows.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the highs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) My 30th Birthday was great.  I spent a day in Orlando before heading to the ship where I spent 4 fabulous days cruising the Bahamas.  Nassau and Half Moon Cay were both beautiful.  You can check out the pics at http://photos.yahoo.com/hizgrace97&lt;br /&gt;under the 30th Birthday tab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Completed finals for Business Law and Managerial Accounting.  Hoping to walk away with two B's. Wanted A's but I just know now that I need to be on my A game going forward.  Tonight I start Stat's and Managerial Finance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) Spent Saturday in St. Louis where Elder Perdue was speaking.  Their service was great although the drive was a bit more tiring that I had anticipated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lows (only one real low):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) My friend Richard left for Afghanistan on Friday. I thought I was ok with it until he called, while boarding the plan, to let me know he was leaving.  I finally got my first email from him on Sunday which definitely made me feel better.  I guess you don't know what role a person plays in your life until they are not their to perform it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35764735-7236084437507721386?l=gracefactor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/feeds/7236084437507721386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35764735&amp;postID=7236084437507721386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7236084437507721386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35764735/posts/default/7236084437507721386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gracefactor.blogspot.com/2007/04/highs-lows.html' title='Highs &amp; Lows'/><author><name>HizGrace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12645454175576791646</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1217/1478653618_b5ed8b8960.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
