<?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-7145784252790930210</id><updated>2012-01-15T06:24:53.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from India</title><subtitle type='html'>Keep up with me as I navigate this life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-8121603356561053930</id><published>2011-12-18T17:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T17:57:48.914-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been how long??</title><content type='html'>I can't believe it's been over a year since I posted.  Oops.  I still keep up with everyone but forgot to update you guys on me!  So, since October of 2010 we have bought a house and we both moved to new positions in our jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkEQXY0YQEI/Tu54CFCqwsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HNG88jiAI1E/s1600/IMG_0394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkEQXY0YQEI/Tu54CFCqwsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HNG88jiAI1E/s200/IMG_0394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687615356523954882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new house!  We absolutely love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corey transferred from RN on the neurology floor to the ER.  He has just a few more days of orientation then he'll start working nights again.  I was working 16 hour shifts in the ER for CT but I have now moved back to 2nd shift.  Eight hours of sleep a night is wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other news I have is that Corey is taking me to see the Harlem Globetrotters in January!  I've wanted to see them since I was a kid.  I'm so excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm cooking a roasted chicken for the first time for supper tonight.  It's in the oven now and smells wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u5oXpoYUuJk/Tu55H7Xla0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/sq0fJR4pYeM/s1600/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u5oXpoYUuJk/Tu55H7Xla0I/AAAAAAAAAMk/sq0fJR4pYeM/s200/IMG_0425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687616556518173506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is obviously the before.  I'll try to remember to take a picture when it comes out.  MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-8121603356561053930?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/8121603356561053930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=8121603356561053930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8121603356561053930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8121603356561053930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-been-how-long.html' title='It&apos;s been how long??'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YkEQXY0YQEI/Tu54CFCqwsI/AAAAAAAAAMY/HNG88jiAI1E/s72-c/IMG_0394.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-4573484230705711305</id><published>2010-10-25T21:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T21:38:33.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Car</title><content type='html'>As you may have guessed from the title...we bought a new (to us) car!  2008 Toyota Camry.  I already have a 2001 Camry so I know Corey will love his.  That really is the most exciting news I have to offer you.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/TMY-5wH0moI/AAAAAAAAALE/NWX3tmTk_Lk/s1600/2010-10-25+16.07.13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/TMY-5wH0moI/AAAAAAAAALE/NWX3tmTk_Lk/s200/2010-10-25+16.07.13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532178354162408066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-4573484230705711305?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/4573484230705711305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=4573484230705711305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4573484230705711305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4573484230705711305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-car.html' title='New Car'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/TMY-5wH0moI/AAAAAAAAALE/NWX3tmTk_Lk/s72-c/2010-10-25+16.07.13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-653520898096120396</id><published>2010-07-04T08:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T08:26:49.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD dream</title><content type='html'>I just had to weirdest dream ever!  It all started with a venomous eel  bite while on vacation.  This nasty eel bit me like a vampire would.  I  had deep fang wounds when it was finished.  I survived the attack to  come down with a very disturbing complication a month later.  My left  arm was hurting and I woke up one day to the inside of my elbow being  very swollen and scale like.  The skin had changed colors.  It was now  yellow and green.  Every once in a while a forked tongue would stick out  from in between the scales.  I FREAKED out and got to the ER as fast as  I could.  They couldn't tell me anything without a CT Scan.  Naturally.   So I requested Kristie and Christy to do my scan.  The ER docs wanted  them to wait because two level three trauma patients were coming to the  ER.  But Christy decided to ignore them.  Kristie started my IV in my  right arm.  For some reason in my dream it hurt like crazy.  Then the  doctor let me look at the scan.  I had a baby poisonous eel living in my  left arm.  Then I woke up.  My left arm was stiff and cold.  CREEPY!   It's 8am on a Sunday and I got up so I wouldn't forget any details of  the dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-653520898096120396?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/653520898096120396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=653520898096120396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/653520898096120396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/653520898096120396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2010/07/weird-dream.html' title='WEIRD dream'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-5950192694820735391</id><published>2010-04-25T01:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T01:47:40.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>I've been inspired by all the people I know that ran the Country Music 1/2 and full Marathon today.  I've been wanting to start running again for a while.  Corey and I are moving in exactly two weeks and I plan on taking full advantage of all the "free" time I'll have since I won't be commuting.  Priority one is exercise!  Gotta whip this body into better shape!  I sure am glad you guys love me because that last sentence sure is nerdy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-5950192694820735391?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/5950192694820735391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=5950192694820735391' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/5950192694820735391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/5950192694820735391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2010/04/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-5232309239434667217</id><published>2010-04-17T15:55:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T16:23:06.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spastic Spring</title><content type='html'>So this month has been pretty busy!  I went on a girls weekend getaway trip with some friends last weekend.  We went to a cabin in Pigeon Forge.  So pretty but the drive was terrible.  I hurt my shoulder at work in early April (partially torn biceps tendon) and it's been so painful.  So sitting in a car for six hours was hard to do.  But it was worth it to see some friends I never get to see and to make a few new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/S8ojQdi6d3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Nq8tAdrfQb0/s1600/downsized_0410001506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/S8ojQdi6d3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Nq8tAdrfQb0/s200/downsized_0410001506.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461216263856093042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the endocrinologist this past Wednesday for a check-up.  My hemaglobin A1C was 5.4!!!  SOOOOOOO awesome.  I can't even tell you how proud of that number I am.  Most diabetes doctors want that number under 7 and you're doing good.  5.4 is rock star status.  Ok, maybe that's going too far.  Ha!  Anyway, my TSH was up again meaning my thyroid is not producing enough hormone.  So I have to increase my dosage of that med.  No big deal.  At least I'll not feel so tired soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the big news is...Corey got the job and we are moving back to Jackson three weeks from TODAY!  I cannot wait to have a 10 minute commute.  But most of all I can't wait to be close to friends again.  Deep breath.  This year has been tough being away from so many people I love so much.  But it's almost over and Corey and I can get established as a couple in Jackson and at Fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is us at Benihana in Memphis in January.  We went there for our Christmas/New Year Celebration with my aunt and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/S8ojbk3KRdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/q0dVmf_bd2k/s1600/20100109195419_31+copy+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/S8ojbk3KRdI/AAAAAAAAAKo/q0dVmf_bd2k/s200/20100109195419_31+copy+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461216454798624210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-5232309239434667217?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/5232309239434667217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=5232309239434667217' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/5232309239434667217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/5232309239434667217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2010/04/spactic-spring.html' title='Spastic Spring'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/S8ojQdi6d3I/AAAAAAAAAKg/Nq8tAdrfQb0/s72-c/downsized_0410001506.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-6911969485455476701</id><published>2010-02-01T09:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T09:45:25.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled Update</title><content type='html'>December FLEW by.  January was the slowest month I've had in a long time.  I guess it felt that way just because it came after December. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corey started his last semester of nursing school!  He has an interview in a few weeks at Jackson General.  We're praying he gets the job.  That would mean a move back to Jackson for us.  Go ahead and say it Jen.  Yay!  :o) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in Paris has been hard for me.  No established church home, no friends close by, no social life.  Don't get me wrong.  Life with Corey is always fun and entertaining.  :o)  God knew I needed someone to keep me laughing.  He sure did provide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to no more commuting.  Almost three hours a day is rough.  I am very thankful I have a job though.  I'm just looking forward to that change.  1 hour 15 minutes down to about 10 or 15 minutes.  Nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My health continues to improve.  I feel like I'm getting the hang of taking care of my diabetic self.  The afternoon dropsies are starting to come around less and less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing I'm really really looking forward to...I guess it's two things really.  The Howells and FSM!  Woot!  I can't wait to back in the lives of the Howells more and with my girls.  Who will be in 11th grade this year.  What?!  Wow.  I've known these girls since 7th grade.  I've had the joy of watching them grow into beautiful women and watching their hearts grow in their faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-6911969485455476701?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/6911969485455476701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=6911969485455476701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6911969485455476701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6911969485455476701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2010/02/untitled-update.html' title='Untitled Update'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-831859447186640434</id><published>2009-12-18T11:04:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:14:21.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December Doings</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago Corey and I met up with some friends and went to Nashville for the day.  We went to see Charlie Brown Ice!  It was a lot of fun!  We have a month packed full of things to do every weekend.  I love this time of year.  I get to see people I don't get to see very often.  It really feeds my social soul.  I also got to go to Andrew Peterson's Christmas concert last weekend.  I've seen it several times and it is still such an amazing worship experience for me.  I always leave very humbled that the Son of God would come to earth to save us.  To save me.  I've been to a wedding also.  It was beautiful.  Really beautiful.  Regressive dinner with the FSM girls.  They are always so much fun to be around.  A few days ago I went down to Memphis for my diabetes check-up.  I got a good report!  So glad.  I hope everyone has a blessed Christmas and New Years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/Syu2TfrFo_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AqQKAZRguNU/s1600-h/PC060008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/Syu2TfrFo_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AqQKAZRguNU/s200/PC060008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416623422879146994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-831859447186640434?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/831859447186640434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=831859447186640434' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/831859447186640434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/831859447186640434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/12/december-doings.html' title='December Doings'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/Syu2TfrFo_I/AAAAAAAAAKY/AqQKAZRguNU/s72-c/PC060008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-7195636007949417743</id><published>2009-10-24T16:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T17:01:35.869-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time...</title><content type='html'>I'm sort of stuck in a rut.  See, I tend to put things off if I can't really commit a good chunk of time to them.  Or I put things off if I'm afraid it won't live up to expectations.  My friend, Beth, loves the movie Shawshank Redemption.  She always talked about how good of a movie it was and how much I would love it.  I kept putting it off.  No really good reason, I just did.  Then for her birthday one year I promised her I would watch it.  I did and I loved it.  I'm so weird.  Or I don't update my blog because I can't think of anything exciting or interesting to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so It's been almost three months since I've updated.  I'm still working and commuting.  All the time.  Corey and I visited a few churches around Paris and found one we like.  I'm super excited about that!  Corey is almost finished with his next to last semester of school!  Yay!  I can't wait and I know he can't wait!  I had a little procedure done yesterday on my big toes.  Not fun.  Seriously, the worst pain of my life.  But it was for the best and really needed to be done.  I'm so glad it's done.  Now on to the healing part.  Stay classy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SuN5EiCOqBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8Xl9UJJfKtg/s1600-h/1023091349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SuN5EiCOqBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8Xl9UJJfKtg/s200/1023091349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396289897282578450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The beautiful blue compression bandage after the procedure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-7195636007949417743?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/7195636007949417743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=7195636007949417743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7195636007949417743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7195636007949417743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-time.html' title='Long time...'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SuN5EiCOqBI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8Xl9UJJfKtg/s72-c/1023091349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-4767732641687689805</id><published>2009-07-31T11:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T12:02:16.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The big C</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to find the words to describe how I feel all week.  But really it boils down to this: cancer sucks.  It doesn't care how old you are, how rich you are, male or female, single or married, Christian or unbeliever.  I've been amazed this week and saddened this week.  26 year old male with testicular cancer that has spread throughout his entire body.  He has no clue.  30ish year old male starting chemo soon for colon cancer.  My aunt receiving the news that she has malignant melanoma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then God reminded me that He knows what He's doing and He uses medicine and doctors to heal every day.  The reminder came in the form of two patients.  Both with aortic valve replacements.  That may not sound impressive to you.  While I was standing there listening to the clicking of the valve I was overcome with the sense of God's presence.  God gave the doctor the knowledge to invent this valve replacement and the ability to place this in a human's heart.  I was amazed and encouraged.  He knows what He is doing.  He has plans.  Big plans.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-4767732641687689805?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/4767732641687689805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=4767732641687689805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4767732641687689805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4767732641687689805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/07/big-c.html' title='The big C'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-6943261907294457078</id><published>2009-07-23T12:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:28:59.955-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Posting</title><content type='html'>I find myself experiencing things in my every day life and then thinking,"Oh, I should blog about this."  Then I get home and forget what I wanted to say.  I will tell you I had a 19 year old patient last week with a lot of fluid around her heart.  She was obviously sick and needed help.  So we drained the fluid off and she immediately felt tons better.  We moved her back to her ER stretcher and she whipped out her cell phone and started texting.  Seriously?  It made me laugh and shake my head at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-6943261907294457078?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/6943261907294457078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=6943261907294457078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6943261907294457078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6943261907294457078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/07/posting.html' title='Posting'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-1325113274727237609</id><published>2009-06-20T13:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T13:44:13.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Health</title><content type='html'>So I know not many people read this so I feel safe venting here.  I'm feeling a little overwhelmed with my health issues.  I have bad days and good days.  Some days I feel like it's not a problem and no big deal.  Other days I throw myself a pity party and ask, "Why me?"  I know there are much larger health issues that people deal with.  I know that.  Sometimes I just want someone to feel sorry for me.  Ugh.  I don't like admitting that.  But that's the truth.  So I'm working on a positive outlook and working everyday to fight the pity party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my father-in-law had his hip replaced this past week and it went well.  So I will get to see my husband tonight for the first time since Tuesday.  It's funny.  We were long-distance our entire dating "career."  But now we're married and it feels so weird to not have him here.  I did get to spend some much needed time with my friend Amy though.  Mrs. Cone and Mrs. Konemann together again.  :o) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be working on bills and cleaning the apartment for Corey's arrival.  Instead I'm writing to you and picking out a new pair of running shoes for work.  Oh yeah, I have a birthday coming up in two weeks.  Any ideas of what I can ask for?  Corey and my parents always want to know what I want...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-1325113274727237609?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/1325113274727237609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=1325113274727237609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1325113274727237609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1325113274727237609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/06/health.html' title='Health'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-474683235465377206</id><published>2009-05-31T11:42:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T11:49:19.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few wedding candids!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiK0ZOJgh2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3xi85AxPlpQ/s1600-h/4309_97974570688_507755688_2362012_7087123_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiK0ZOJgh2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3xi85AxPlpQ/s200/4309_97974570688_507755688_2362012_7087123_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342030453402535778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rehersal dinner with all the college roommates together again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiK0TaC_A1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tvnGfgOpNho/s1600-h/4309_97975005688_507755688_2362028_7088418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiK0TaC_A1I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/tvnGfgOpNho/s200/4309_97975005688_507755688_2362028_7088418_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342030353517183826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanda!  And lip gloss.  Gotta have the lip gloss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiK0DBYX6VI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZQsZes1qNng/s1600-h/4584_549351573584_70300782_32313176_6874765_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiK0DBYX6VI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ZQsZes1qNng/s200/4584_549351573584_70300782_32313176_6874765_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342030072018102610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We call this one "Runaway Bride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiKz7pqChYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/X57tDClkO-k/s1600-h/4309_97975100688_507755688_2362031_778657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiKz7pqChYI/AAAAAAAAAJg/X57tDClkO-k/s200/4309_97975100688_507755688_2362031_778657_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342029945390663042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only few bites of food we got.  They were good bites too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiKz1RvrVyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/D356N-k3y8c/s1600-h/4309_97974990688_507755688_2362026_789875_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiKz1RvrVyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/D356N-k3y8c/s200/4309_97974990688_507755688_2362026_789875_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342029835892643618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch before the wedding required a bib!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiKzilSVpZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pPioNiSuq5s/s1600-h/n757022593_2602072_3504774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiKzilSVpZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/pPioNiSuq5s/s200/n757022593_2602072_3504774.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342029514720781714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cousin Ally, me and Lizzie, my sister and Maid of Honor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-474683235465377206?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/474683235465377206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=474683235465377206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/474683235465377206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/474683235465377206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/05/few-wedding-candids.html' title='A few wedding candids!'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SiK0ZOJgh2I/AAAAAAAAAKA/3xi85AxPlpQ/s72-c/4309_97974570688_507755688_2362012_7087123_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-6752007634307383813</id><published>2009-05-26T01:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:15:39.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/ShuIwHXoXlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_DxWL87u0b4/s1600-h/n34103899_32309842_3257641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/ShuIwHXoXlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_DxWL87u0b4/s200/n34103899_32309842_3257641.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340012143371116114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm married!  I'll post more pictures soon.  Wedding and honeymoon pictures.  You can check out www.cedarway.org for all the official wedding pictures!  Look on the right hand side of the page for the Corey and India link.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-6752007634307383813?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/6752007634307383813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=6752007634307383813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6752007634307383813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6752007634307383813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding.html' title='Wedding!'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/ShuIwHXoXlI/AAAAAAAAAJI/_DxWL87u0b4/s72-c/n34103899_32309842_3257641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-8398055600932376009</id><published>2009-05-12T23:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:59:48.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Prep</title><content type='html'>So I'm really enjoying this week.  I love how excited everyone is for us and it makes me even more excited than I already am!  I'm excited to see far away friends and then to start my marriage with Corey.  We have lots of adventures planned and I know there will be adventures we don't plan for.  I know there will be ups and downs and days that are super tough.  I've seen marriages fail but more importantly than that I've seen many marriages succeed.  Corey and I are blessed to have so many examples of healthy marriages around us.  Very blessed.  I'm excited to see what adventures God has in store for us and our marriage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-8398055600932376009?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/8398055600932376009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=8398055600932376009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8398055600932376009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8398055600932376009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding-prep.html' title='Wedding Prep'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-6400093448750843728</id><published>2009-04-21T12:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T12:38:34.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Showers</title><content type='html'>After all the awesome wedding gifts Corey and I have been getting I can't wait to move and set up our "house!"  We had a shower this past Saturday and then one on Sunday.  Bed Bath and Beyond in Paducah is throwing Corey a shower this weekend.  Yay!  I can't believe it's almost here.  I was talking to some friends at church on Sunday.  They were saying how Corey and I should try to join their Community Group.  They just lost a couple and we could step into their spot.  That would be awesome!  I'm really just rambling but wanted to give an update since it's been almost a month.  I've really slacked off on my picture taking here lately.  The next update you get will probably be wedding pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-6400093448750843728?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/6400093448750843728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=6400093448750843728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6400093448750843728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6400093448750843728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/04/showers.html' title='Showers'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-1112336331976735233</id><published>2009-03-25T22:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:39:51.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family</title><content type='html'>I feel so overwhelmed with love right now.  I LOVE my family so much.  We had a going away pigfest for my cousin Mike tonight.  He's leaving on the 31st to go to Iraq for a YEAR.  I'm so proud of him but I will miss him and worry about him inevitably.  If you think about it, please pray for him and his unit.  My family is AWESOME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-1112336331976735233?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/1112336331976735233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=1112336331976735233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1112336331976735233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1112336331976735233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/03/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-8412244135627977122</id><published>2009-03-25T17:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T17:17:24.291-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/ScqtcOtZbjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_P0g1vom78o/s1600-h/P5010005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/ScqtcOtZbjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_P0g1vom78o/s320/P5010005.JPG" border="0" alt="" style="clear:both;float:left; margin:0px 10px 10px 0;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 52 Days!  Augh!  So much to do but I'm so excited to be married!  Woot!  Woot!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-8412244135627977122?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/8412244135627977122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=8412244135627977122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8412244135627977122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8412244135627977122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/03/soon.html' title='Soon'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/ScqtcOtZbjI/AAAAAAAAAJA/_P0g1vom78o/s72-c/P5010005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-8153756040706961197</id><published>2009-03-13T01:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:27:54.673-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/Sbn8ZL5fGzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6rMHpTJ3Mes/s1600-h/P3010028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/Sbn8ZL5fGzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6rMHpTJ3Mes/s200/P3010028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312554745081043762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to post this picture I took last week of the snow.  I just love how peaceful snow is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-8153756040706961197?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/8153756040706961197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=8153756040706961197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8153756040706961197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8153756040706961197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow.html' title='Snow'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/Sbn8ZL5fGzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/6rMHpTJ3Mes/s72-c/P3010028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-1449836922025841142</id><published>2009-03-10T10:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T10:51:18.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams again</title><content type='html'>Oh man, the dreams I've been having lately are CRAZY.  Very realistic.  I always dream more and remember them when I'm getting plenty of sleep every night.  So this is a good sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend the weekend with Corey and his family and I really enjoyed getting away from Jackson for a weekend.  The drive is a bummer though.  We got a suit and all the other suit stuffs for Corey and we got to eat sushi at our favorite sushi place in Paducah.  Corey will be coming to visit me for part of his spring break.  We need to get our pre-marital counseling done while he's here.  And look for a house in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend I'll be on the road with the Fellowship youth group!  We are taking a trip to Atlanta to Six Flags, Andy Stanley's church and WinterJam concert in Nashville.  I'm super pumped about spending time with some of my girls.  Especially since I won't get to see them every week once I get married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been with these girls since 7th grade.  I have really enjoyed watching them learn and mature in Christ.  They are amazing.  I'm really going to miss being closly involved in their lives.  But Corey and I will probably be moving back to Jackson once he graduates in May 2010.  So watch out girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-1449836922025841142?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/1449836922025841142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=1449836922025841142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1449836922025841142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1449836922025841142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreams-again.html' title='Dreams again'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-657941434319560289</id><published>2009-02-28T10:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T10:32:55.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a tough week</title><content type='html'>Three times this week I stood in the room while the doctor delivered the news.  Lymphoma, melanoma and a brain tumor.  Three days in a row I watched the emotions run across the faces of three very young individuals and their family members.  Three days in a row I had to step in after the doctor left the room and explain what we needed to do next.  I almost felt responsible for their grief but I know the images I took could save their lives.  We might have caught it in time.  We might have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-657941434319560289?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/657941434319560289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=657941434319560289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/657941434319560289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/657941434319560289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-tough-week.html' title='It&apos;s been a tough week'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-4725027132031527348</id><published>2009-02-24T04:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:56:11.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>Last night I slept about 10 or 11 hours.  Tonight I went to bed early because I needed to get up early to take Dad to have eye surgery.  I even took something so I could go to sleep.  Here I am at four am wide awake.  I think I slept about five hours tonight.  Elusive sleep is so frustrating.  One of these days I hope to be on the same schedule as the rest of the world.  Work during the day, sleep at normal hours.  For now, I'm here wide awake at four am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm going to leave that paragraph above.  One thing I have noticed lately is my negativity.  I don't know where it's coming from but I don't like it.  I don't want to be Negative Nancy.  I want to be a positive person in all situations.  This is the main thing I'm asking God to work on right now in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-4725027132031527348?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/4725027132031527348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=4725027132031527348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4725027132031527348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4725027132031527348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-8784465783623602114</id><published>2009-02-20T14:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T14:04:33.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Most of you know my history of crazy dreams.  (Kidney bean river)  So this will not come as much of a shock.  I had a dream that I was shot in the chest seven times and lived.  I was working at a medical clinic of some sort and I went out to the lobby to put some blankets in the blanket warmer.  In walked a very large scary man who immediately pointed a gun at me.  I threw my hands up in the air and he shot me.  Seven times.  I fell over, passed out and woke up in the ER.  They decided to leave the bullets in me because they were only the size of bbs or however you spell that.  And I walked out of the ER like nothing had happened.  I do have to tell you I was under the influence of Nyquil.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-8784465783623602114?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/8784465783623602114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=8784465783623602114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8784465783623602114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/8784465783623602114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-409437638309247327</id><published>2009-02-19T14:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:04:03.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good moods</title><content type='html'>I woke up kinda groggy today but now I'm in such a good mood!  Maybe it's because I've been off sick since Monday and have caught up on some sleep.  Who knows?  I did get to see Corey yesterday, that always brightens my mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've been calling apartment places in Paris, TN.  I reconnected with a friend who sent me a very helpful link and some good advice.  So now I'm looking at houses for rent in Paris.  Again, that's TN, not France.  I wish.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down the days until our wedding.  86 to go!  Whoa.  That's scary and sooo exciting at the same time.  Only 86 days left of the life I've known.  Then I get to start this crazy adventure with Corey.  I'm pumped!  I see friends that have gotten married and how happy they are and I am blessed to have such good examples surrounding me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-409437638309247327?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/409437638309247327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=409437638309247327' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/409437638309247327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/409437638309247327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-moods.html' title='Good moods'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-7910263407693885829</id><published>2009-02-18T09:53:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T09:56:19.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickly</title><content type='html'>So I went to the doctor yesterday.  He ran four lab tests.  All negative.  Strep, flu, mono and CBC.  I have a virus that mocks the flu.  That's right, a virus.  No treatment for a virus.  :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm holed up in my apartment.  I was supposed to go see Corey today.  He's being a good fiance and coming to see me instead.  I hope he doesn't catch what I have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-7910263407693885829?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/7910263407693885829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=7910263407693885829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7910263407693885829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7910263407693885829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/sickly.html' title='Sickly'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-3726736222894164439</id><published>2009-02-17T10:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:48:04.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>I've realized in the last few days that I haven't felt comfortable and "at home" in several years.  I guess the last time was before I graduated high school.  I feel like I'm a visitor even now in my own apartment for some reason.  I can't wait to start a home with Corey and feel like I'm home and safe and can completely let my guard down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel at home where you are?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-3726736222894164439?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/3726736222894164439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=3726736222894164439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/3726736222894164439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/3726736222894164439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-6819473443398778749</id><published>2009-02-14T20:08:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:44:48.150-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SZeOEhqkV1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/VDhp_EuzltU/s1600-h/P2140066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SZeOEhqkV1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/VDhp_EuzltU/s200/P2140066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302863294659581778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was my first wedding shower.  I could not have asked for a better shower.  I feel so blessed to have these women in my life supporting me and loving me.  I love this picture of the girls laughing.  So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SZeOgYC-FNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/F8hN00bgznU/s1600-h/P2140071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SZeOgYC-FNI/AAAAAAAAAIo/F8hN00bgznU/s200/P2140071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302863773113914578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening presents with Jen by my side and Carly at my feet.  Don't you love the daisies??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SZePBUz_ibI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-dcuWIjfEMU/s1600-h/P2140072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SZePBUz_ibI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-dcuWIjfEMU/s200/P2140072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302864339181472178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my poor melted GIANT Hershey's Bar with Almonds that my sweet Dad gave me for Valentine's Day.  This is pretty much the only way I'll eat a Hershey's Bar.  With almonds, not melted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the rest of the day at home with the family watching Tru TV and making spaghetti.  I was reminded today that God knows me and knows my heart.  He knows what I need before I do.  WAY before I do.  I am rich indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-6819473443398778749?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/6819473443398778749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=6819473443398778749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6819473443398778749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6819473443398778749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SZeOEhqkV1I/AAAAAAAAAIg/VDhp_EuzltU/s72-c/P2140066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-3279962049513487895</id><published>2009-02-05T13:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T13:38:30.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross</title><content type='html'>I had to post so dead fishies weren't the first thing we all see on my blog.  G-ross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now worked out for three days in a row.  This is a huge accomplishment for me.  I usually give up after two.  :o)  Seriously, I'm proud of myself.  I'm so lazy when it comes to exercising.  I do have to say I have really looked forward to my workouts this week.  I like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with my wedding planner yesterday and I feel so much better now!  She gave me a checklist and I have most everything planned already!  I secretly LOVE lists and checking things off.  Ok, so maybe that's not such a huge secret. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things at work are good just a little scary.  They've been letting us go home early if we're not busy and it's added up to about a 5 hour cut per pay period.  I just hope things don't get any worse.  I'm praying I can hold on to this job! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all the updating I have time for right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-3279962049513487895?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/3279962049513487895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=3279962049513487895' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/3279962049513487895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/3279962049513487895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/02/gross.html' title='Gross'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-1393439307345052915</id><published>2009-01-20T11:47:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T11:57:16.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Experience</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYPB7g9ysI/AAAAAAAAAH8/m1yR4DmUzmw/s1600-h/0117091159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYPB7g9ysI/AAAAAAAAAH8/m1yR4DmUzmw/s200/0117091159.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293434937850841794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday I traveled to Memphis with Jen Howell and Mrs. Lee to the Asian Market. Our goal was to shop for Molly's Tol, or first birthday party. It was quite an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYPF_7SzcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Z5h8OSK1pEE/s1600-h/0117091208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYPF_7SzcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Z5h8OSK1pEE/s200/0117091208.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293435007754489282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creepy dead fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYO2Uknl9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/M8pKALg0OKA/s1600-h/0117091132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYO2Uknl9I/AAAAAAAAAHk/M8pKALg0OKA/s200/0117091132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293434738418620370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVE Blue Crabs.  There was a little boy leaning over the tank and I was really afraid for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYPJyvjMdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cM--fUI1WCM/s1600-h/0117091209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYPJyvjMdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/cM--fUI1WCM/s200/0117091209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293435072935047634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More dead fishies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYOwn9ZH6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/vjeY9CsqP7I/s1600-h/0117091153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYOwn9ZH6I/AAAAAAAAAHc/vjeY9CsqP7I/s200/0117091153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293434640543588258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen trying to decide just which candy to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYO9-BlohI/AAAAAAAAAH0/sWvp27gEoLY/s1600-h/0117091157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYO9-BlohI/AAAAAAAAAH0/sWvp27gEoLY/s200/0117091157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293434869805064722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't the picture make you want to drink the tea just to relax like the lady on the box? Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYO6TpmnpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rxnuFuJJ5Aw/s1600-h/0117091156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYO6TpmnpI/AAAAAAAAAHs/rxnuFuJJ5Aw/s200/0117091156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293434806890569362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-1393439307345052915?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/1393439307345052915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=1393439307345052915' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1393439307345052915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1393439307345052915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-experience.html' title='A New Experience'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SXYPB7g9ysI/AAAAAAAAAH8/m1yR4DmUzmw/s72-c/0117091159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-4433238803566868077</id><published>2009-01-03T22:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:31:37.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SWA5cCR4rXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vCViZiHrBd0/s1600-h/P1030004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SWA5cCR4rXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vCViZiHrBd0/s200/P1030004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287289116343971186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got to watch Zach Howell play in his Upwards basketball game.  I loved it!  So much action for such small kids. Then we went to Cracker Barrel, a Howell and Hickman favorite.  Zach talked me into the biscuits and gravy and I'm so glad he did.  Delicious!  Thanks Zach! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to go home to have dinner with Mom and Dad.  On my way I stopped by the Climer's, my adopted grandparent's house.  I call them my adopted grandparents because all of my grandparents have passed away.  So they gave me my Christmas gift and lots of frozen vegetables.  It was a silver spoon that my great-grandmother had given them 48 years ago for their wedding.  I don't know that I've ever gotten such a special gift.  We cried together.  It was definitely a special moment for both of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after supper with Mom and Dad we watched I Am Legend.  Talk about creepy.  I still enjoyed it though.  Then I exercised.  It's only January 3rd and this was the second day I've exercised.  Hopefully this will become a new habit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-4433238803566868077?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/4433238803566868077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=4433238803566868077' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4433238803566868077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4433238803566868077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-day.html' title='A Good Day'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SWA5cCR4rXI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vCViZiHrBd0/s72-c/P1030004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-2114245239897709854</id><published>2008-12-25T01:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T01:42:01.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I've got a lot to catch you up on, friends.  First of all, it's Christmas!!!  Love it.  Secondly, my family has had somewhat of a crisis.  My uncle has been in ICU for two and a half weeks now.  Tonight he got the liver transplant he needed to keep living!  Praise God!  Talk about a Christmas miracle.  Seriously!  I cannot begin to tell you how happy this makes me!  I'm so thankful for God providing for us.  I know for my uncle to live another person had to die.  I've been on both sides of this situation.  Five years ago my cousin was killed in a car wreck and his parents decided to donate his organs.  And now, my uncle is a donor recipient.  Full circle.  Please do something for me.  If you are reading this, please discuss this with your family.  The decision to be an organ donor is a life-giving decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know God has a plan for every day of my life.  He orchestrates events and puts people in our lives to teach us and to shape us.  He knew I would lose a cousin and I would have an uncle that needed an organ.  Three days before my cousin died I signed the back of my driver's license saying I wanted to donate my organs.  I had two of my closest friends witness it for me.  It gives me chills thinking about how close those two events were.  God knows.  The greatest physical Christmas present my uncle will ever receive was the new liver they put in him tonight.  A second chance at life for him.  Please think about it.  &lt;a href="https://www.tndonorregistry.org/index.aspx"&gt;Donate LIFE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-2114245239897709854?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/2114245239897709854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=2114245239897709854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/2114245239897709854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/2114245239897709854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-2789257818405106868</id><published>2008-12-01T12:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T13:01:57.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Beachbody!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/STQx03nJRhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NQvu9DOQR6E/s1600-h/power90_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/STQx03nJRhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NQvu9DOQR6E/s200/power90_thumb.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274895847908787730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Day One of Power 90 from www.beachbody.com.  It's a 90 day boot camp for weight loss and muscle transformation.  Hard work!  I took before pictures but I'm not ready to post those yet.  Maybe in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also December 1st and the first day of my new work schedule.  Now I have every morning free to exercise and run errands.  Love it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanksgiving was wonderful.  I love seeing my family and eating all the good things they fix.  You see now why I started Power 90.  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-2789257818405106868?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/2789257818405106868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=2789257818405106868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/2789257818405106868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/2789257818405106868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/12/beachbody.html' title='Beachbody!'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/STQx03nJRhI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NQvu9DOQR6E/s72-c/power90_thumb.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-1843600689040960752</id><published>2008-11-16T23:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:57:10.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidays Already??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SSEG67BnymI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fUmv4mXSbzI/s1600-h/PB160110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 114px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SSEG67BnymI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fUmv4mXSbzI/s200/PB160110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269500648346864226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I decided to put my tree up today.  This is the first time I've ever decorated a tree by myself.  This is my parent's tree.  They decided to do a small tree this year.  The reason I decided to decorate early is because Beth, my roommate, is having her family over to our apartment for a combined Thanksgiving/Christmas celebration on Thanksgiving Day.  I wanted the apartment to be festive for them.  So I decorated really early.  I usually wait until the day after Thanksgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Christmas trees.  The ones at Macy's always make me smile.  They're beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-1843600689040960752?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/1843600689040960752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=1843600689040960752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1843600689040960752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1843600689040960752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/11/holidays-already.html' title='Holidays Already??'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SSEG67BnymI/AAAAAAAAAHE/fUmv4mXSbzI/s72-c/PB160110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-249068822428355649</id><published>2008-10-21T08:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:42:17.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullness</title><content type='html'>It started last week when &lt;a href="http://nighthowells.blogspot.com"&gt;Kris and Jen&lt;/a&gt; got the call to go get their daughter in South Korea.  Then this past Sunday night during worship at FSM (Fellowship Student Ministries).  Then yesterday while watching the video of Kris and Jen meeting Molly Howell for the first time.  My heart is full of thankfulness.  Thankfulness that I am a part of something bigger than myself.  God's hand and purpose has been so evident to me this week.  God's bringing me back to Him every day.  We talked Sunday night at FSM in small groups about how God is always there and we're the ones that drift.  Like the prodigal son was welcomed back, we're welcomed back with open arms every single time.  Thankfulness.  I look at my relationship with Corey and I'm also thankful.  I'm thankful God sent me such a good man, a thoughtful loving man.  Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of each year.  I think we get so distracted during Christmas but during Thanksgiving most of us try to stop and remember what we're thankful for.  This year I have much to be thankful for but not just on Thanksgiving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-249068822428355649?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/249068822428355649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=249068822428355649' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/249068822428355649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/249068822428355649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/10/fullness.html' title='Fullness'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-7945752358146509444</id><published>2008-09-28T20:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T20:50:58.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ENGAGED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SOA0P175CcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ruMulZtncyk/s1600-h/P9280015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SOA0P175CcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ruMulZtncyk/s200/P9280015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251254612294961602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corey proposed last night!  Whoo-hoo!  I'm gettin' married!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-7945752358146509444?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/7945752358146509444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=7945752358146509444' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7945752358146509444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7945752358146509444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-engaged.html' title='I&apos;m ENGAGED!'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SOA0P175CcI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ruMulZtncyk/s72-c/P9280015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-6861757301502275799</id><published>2008-09-25T10:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:30:49.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cardinals!</title><content type='html'>Corey and I are going to a Cardinals game this weekend for his birthday.  I can't wait!  We went last year but we made the mistake of going in August.  I thought I was melting!  This year I thought we should go at the end of the season to avoid melting.  I also just bought an AWESOME new camera so there will be pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SNutPZMqgiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a0qhE1t6hdc/s1600-h/EC.OLM.STYLUS1010BL.RT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SNutPZMqgiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a0qhE1t6hdc/s200/EC.OLM.STYLUS1010BL.RT.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249980270604091938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying out a new layout.  I was inspired by Jen to update my layout and her new one is super cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth and I got fishies!  Mine is red with black fins.  I decided to name her Ruby.  Very fitting.  Plus it's my birthstone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Alaina's aerobics class tonight at Union.  Should be tons of fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SNuubhFbV5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/hld3I4mKmHg/s1600-h/0830081819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SNuubhFbV5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/hld3I4mKmHg/s200/0830081819.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249981578391279506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-6861757301502275799?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/6861757301502275799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=6861757301502275799' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6861757301502275799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6861757301502275799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/09/cardinals.html' title='Cardinals!'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SNutPZMqgiI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/a0qhE1t6hdc/s72-c/EC.OLM.STYLUS1010BL.RT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-131716484639096627</id><published>2008-08-15T11:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:17:56.314-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary</title><content type='html'>So several weeks ago I had a very scary experience.  I was eating guacamole and started having a full-blown anaphalactic reaction.  AKA allergic reaction.  Throat closing, couldn't breath, freaking out.  I ran to my car praying I had some Benadryl in my purse.  The last two pills in the bottle saved me.  I obviously wasn't thinking straight.  I should have called 911.  Anyway, the Benadryl kicked in and I was fine.  Scared silly, but fine.  So I will be getting tested for food allergies soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise things are fine.  We're having a cookout tonight at the apartment for Beth's boyfriend's birthday.  I love having people over and cooking.  Beth baked a strawberry cake AND an apple pie for Shaun.  I'm very impressed with her pie. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SKWrt5i27eI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GroH5p_M_Lw/s1600-h/P8140002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SKWrt5i27eI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GroH5p_M_Lw/s200/P8140002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234778946917559778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Look at it!  So proud.  :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went over to the Howell's to watch gymnastics.  I LOVE spending time with Jen, Kris and the boys.  They are adopting a little girl from Korea.  I cannot WAIT to hold Molly!!!  Check out thenighthowells.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-131716484639096627?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/131716484639096627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=131716484639096627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/131716484639096627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/131716484639096627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/08/scary.html' title='Scary'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/SKWrt5i27eI/AAAAAAAAAFA/GroH5p_M_Lw/s72-c/P8140002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-5714650442787021309</id><published>2008-07-17T10:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T10:37:53.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So July is FLYing by.</title><content type='html'>I don't know where July is going!  Last thing I knew I was turning 26 on the 5th and now it's the 17th??  Holy cow!  At least The Dark Knight is coming out tomorrow.  Oh and I bought a bike.  Should be nice taking rides out here where I live.  I'll have to take a picture of my apartment and my bike so you can all see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see Corey today.  His parents are taking us out for my birthday to a place called Flamingo Row in Paducah.  I hear it's a good place.  We're also going to see The Dark Knight tomorrow.  And we have to get sushi sometime while I'm up there.  That's just a fact.  If Corey and I are together we have to get sushi.  It's pretty much the best food in the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really that's it right now.  Pretty sad.  Maybe next time I'll have really really exciting news.  Oh and Jenny, I'm cooking poppy seed chicken casserole as I type.  Not too exciting but I am cooking.  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-5714650442787021309?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/5714650442787021309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=5714650442787021309' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/5714650442787021309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/5714650442787021309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-july-is-flying-by.html' title='So July is FLYing by.'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-7725365838631362695</id><published>2008-06-06T01:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T01:56:17.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on up</title><content type='html'>Wow, I just checked my comments for the first time in a month or so.  I didn't think anyone read this.  Anyway, ladies, you are right, time for an update.  Almost two weeks ago I moved into an apartment in Jackson with my old college roommate.  It's GREAT!  It was time to move out of my parents house and be on my own.  I love being in Jackson too.  My friend Sarah lives above us.  Did I say it's GREAT yet?  :o)  Work is going fine.  I'm working a crazy shift but what's new, right?  I like work though.  I never thought I would enjoy working 3rd shift but I do.  Plus I only work three days a week.  Can't beat that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went grocery shopping today and I plan on cooking a LOT more now that I'm on my own.  I love cooking but haven't had the chance/time in a while.  Oh and I have cable now.  That means Food Channel and Rachael Ray!  Love it!  Man I'm goofy.  I'd love to hear from you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-7725365838631362695?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/7725365838631362695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=7725365838631362695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7725365838631362695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7725365838631362695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/06/moving-on-up.html' title='Moving on up'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-6914673617499149040</id><published>2008-04-06T08:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T08:16:49.468-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoo Hoo!!!</title><content type='html'>I lost my first pound!!!  I'm so excited if you can't tell!  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-6914673617499149040?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/6914673617499149040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=6914673617499149040' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6914673617499149040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/6914673617499149040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/04/whoo-hoo.html' title='Whoo Hoo!!!'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-2487860432107917970</id><published>2008-03-29T16:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T16:41:49.339-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>It's funny how passionate you can be about something one day and then just a few weeks later you don't even think about it.  I'm referring to my last post about losing weight.  A friend of mine gave me some Weight Watchers literature yesterday.  I'm excited about trying again and trying to get in a routine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've adopted a pet.  Her name is Cupcake and she's a White Terrier Webkinz dog.  My buddies Zach, Keaton and Peyton helped me name her.  Keaton taught me all about the Webkinz world.  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-2487860432107917970?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/2487860432107917970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=2487860432107917970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/2487860432107917970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/2487860432107917970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-1012214382817685481</id><published>2008-03-05T00:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T00:31:26.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>War on Fat</title><content type='html'>So it's 12:30am and I have to get up in 5 hours.  I can't sleep so I thought I'd write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw myself on video for the first time in a long time the other night and I was appalled.  I know we all look heavier on tv but geesh.  So today I joined the war on fat.  I worked out for an hour today and I'm hoping to continue this healthy habit.  I ran 6 days a week my senior year at Union and loved how I felt.  Now I feel like a rolly poly and hate it.  Corey and I were watching something on tv last week about a kid who has a physical handicap but still walks/jogs in races all the time.  It made us both feel so lazy.  This kid who has so much difficulty even walking does it.  But we sat there eating our pizza and complaining about moving to get the remote.  Wow.  Talk about motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there it is.  If you see me/talk to me/message me about it I'll be honest with you.  If you want the challenge you can keep me accountable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-1012214382817685481?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/1012214382817685481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=1012214382817685481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1012214382817685481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/1012214382817685481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/03/war-on-fat.html' title='War on Fat'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-744018122139553006</id><published>2008-03-01T15:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:57:33.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready to travel</title><content type='html'>I was just looking at a friends photo album on facebook.  She's been to so many places.  The most recent pictures are from her trip to Peru.  I'm tired of always saying I want to travel but never traveling.  There are so many places in this world that I want to experience.  Actually there are places in this country that I've never seen.  I want to visit New England, Oregon, California, Montana, Maine and the list goes on and on.  Later this year my sister and I are planning are trip to Alaska to see my cousins.  I guess I'm just feeling restless today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-744018122139553006?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/744018122139553006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=744018122139553006' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/744018122139553006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/744018122139553006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/03/ready-to-travel.html' title='Ready to travel'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-7603964913185779396</id><published>2008-02-29T23:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T23:39:12.891-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogsitting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jrJLWdV8I/AAAAAAAAADk/4eKr1X_kSXs/s1600-h/0223082202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jrJLWdV8I/AAAAAAAAADk/4eKr1X_kSXs/s320/0223082202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172642714933352386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Roo.  She's a white Boxer.  She's also deaf.  Her owners named her Roo because she literally jumps and hops around like a kangaroo.  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jrJbWdV9I/AAAAAAAAADs/GdnuRrYTSTc/s1600-h/0223081512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jrJbWdV9I/AAAAAAAAADs/GdnuRrYTSTc/s320/0223081512.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172642719228319698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Piper.  She's older and wiser than Roo but still as playful.  The two of them together are a handful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jrJrWdV-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/eRgrqZTrzro/s1600-h/0216081851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jrJrWdV-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/eRgrqZTrzro/s320/0216081851.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172642723523287010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donald brought his two dogs over to his parents house while I was dogsitting a few weeks ago.  This is a picture of him giving treats to all the dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-7603964913185779396?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/7603964913185779396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=7603964913185779396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7603964913185779396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7603964913185779396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/02/dogsitting.html' title='Dogsitting'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jrJLWdV8I/AAAAAAAAADk/4eKr1X_kSXs/s72-c/0223082202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-7951788472021103640</id><published>2008-02-28T00:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:52:41.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes...</title><content type='html'>They have changed my work schedule and now I work a crazy confusing schedule.  The good part is I only work three days a week!  Two of those days are 16 hour shifts though.  But I'm really really going to enjoy my time off.  I can see so many friends and family more now.  The biggest plus is getting to see Corey more.  So I just got off a little while ago and now I'm off for 6 days!  What will I do with myself?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-7951788472021103640?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/7951788472021103640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=7951788472021103640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7951788472021103640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/7951788472021103640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/02/changes.html' title='Changes...'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7145784252790930210.post-4505526605351891265</id><published>2008-02-24T23:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T00:01:52.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about time</title><content type='html'>So I figured I would start using this since I told someone today that I had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a good one.  Some of you may know that I dogsit/housesit as a little side business.  So I had a job this weekend dogsitting for two boxers.  They were SOOO cute.  I'll have to post a picture tomorrow.  Today I went to Moe's with the Howells.  I'm really enjoying getting to know them.  Their boys are CUTE and SWEET and just so much fun.  I'm super glad they moved to Jackson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is sort of an anniversary for Corey and me.  One year ago today Corey and I started communicating on eHarmony.  Awwww!  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7145784252790930210-4505526605351891265?l=indiagray.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/feeds/4505526605351891265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7145784252790930210&amp;postID=4505526605351891265' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4505526605351891265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7145784252790930210/posts/default/4505526605351891265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://indiagray.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s about time'/><author><name>India</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07692014245184276010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_lR3qAukjtuA/R8jspbWdV_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/Be8Rtk3Y8Us/S220/0117082308.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
