tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36605808289058910822024-03-21T15:49:15.759-05:00Oh, Happy DayFinding the bright side of every dayAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.comBlogger136125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-10021245394735808252015-02-01T14:27:00.001-06:002015-02-01T15:58:43.574-06:00A Year Ago Today<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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It was a scary time. I had a very small percent that was covered by workers comp and a small savings to get me through financially, but on paper, it wasn't enough to cover the cost of living for that time. </div>
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I had my family to help support me--groceries here, dinner there, an occasional visa gift card. But again, not sure how it all added up to living within the same means as before. </div>
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It took me a solid month to realize God had a plan. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">While I was busy stressing about "what am I going to do for money," God was busy at work answering prayers and making changes in my life.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I used that time to reflect on who I was and who God wanted me to be. Work had always been my priority--this was the first time I really took time for me. I found my passion for creating (I can't believe I'd gone that long without knowing this passion), I spent some amazing quality time with my family (something that I hadn't done since college), I got on the road to fulfilling my lifelong dream of a mission in India (a mind blowing experience), and I spent a crazy amount of time growing a friendship with a handsome man I now get to call my love.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">God works through the most difficult of times in our lives. </span><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">"For our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever!" (2 Corinthians 4:17 NLT)</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Today I remember all these trials that God put me through to make me the strong woman I am today, and I look forward to the incredible plans that He has in store for me this year. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">"Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think." (Ephesians 3:20 NLT)</span></div>
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Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-64776796655151272312014-08-17T09:46:00.001-05:002014-08-17T09:46:21.341-05:00A Little Reminder to Let Go and Let GodI've been feeling a little discouraged lately--not sure what's next in my life, missing India and the people. I was on fire for so long, and now that I'm back, the things I do, the job I work, makes me feel like I'm wasting my time.<br />
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I've made it a point to speak up about the amazing things God did and showed me in India. I know that at least by sharing my experiences, I can be the salt in the strangers' lives I come across at work. But I still feel like there's more I should be doing.<br />
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I introduced myself and she just started telling me her whole story. She and her husband just moved to Austin, they're fairly new to the US, miss their family, but they visit every other year. I assured her that she moved to the perfect place in Austin and that I am unfortunately moving from the complex next month.<br />
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"You must come over before you leave. Do you like Indian food?" I laughed and told her I had just gotten back from India. She lit up so bright. I told her why and how much I had loved being there. She asked "aren't the people so amazing?!" I laughed again and told her I was in love with everyone I met.<br />
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I have a feeling she and I are going to become great friends.<br />
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Thank you, God, for reminding me that India will be in my life somehow--it doesn't have to mean me being there. I will be patient and let go of the reigns.<br />
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AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-88338758181790163452014-08-10T09:18:00.000-05:002014-08-10T09:36:17.697-05:00My big takeaway from IndiaGoing to India on a mission trip has truly been life changing. I will be posting many posts of photos and the AMAZING work that God did there through my team, but first I wanted to post a little self reflection as an American who has a life of comforts.<br />
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-Wearing shorts and tanks in the heat/at all<br />
-Propping my feet up after a long day<br />
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-A home with a floor<br />
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-Not covering my head during prayer<br />
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We live a very plush life here in America, and it isn't until we don't have our comforts that we learn their value. However, as amazing as all these things are in my life, I could do/did without. I loved every minute of going without these comforts and embraced it. Yes, I may have said a silent prayer every time I used a "squatty potty," but I mastered it by the second day. Yes, sitting on a wet toilet seat (when we are blessed with a home that has one) and wondering "is this pee or shower water," isn't always easy, but I gave thanks to at least be sitting while doing my business. Yes, sleeping on a table is difficult at first, but my back never felt better. And yes, wearing a couple layers of full-body covering clothing is so very difficult in 100+ degree weather, but at least I'm not the only one sweating profusely.<br />
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The point is, I realized that these are all just things. Whatever you have on earth is only temporary. If you work hard at getting what you want, you might eventually have a "pleasurable" life, but in the end you will find it hollow and empty. Follow Jesus, and you will know what it means to live abundantly now and to have eternal life as well.<br />
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This was one of the bigger takeaways from India, things are things, the true gift is God's love.<br />
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Love and light.<br />
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I just left my third meeting with my India group, and things just became so real. We met the people that are going to be in our three person groups--the people we will be spending 24/7 with. Questions were answered, itineraries were given, confirmation numbers with jotted down. Confirmation numbers! I am confirmed to go to India in less than three weeks!<br />
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The more and more I spend time in the word and the more and more I seek God, the more and more I'm starting to realize this isn't just a trip. This is something way bigger than I could have ever imagined. This is a turning point in my life. I know I'm going to return with more than just amazing stories and beautiful pictures. I still have a huge feeling in my heart that I'm meant to do long-term missions.<br />
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I don't want to jump the gun, but I want to put it out there as a prayer. This is what I feel in my heart to be true, and if that is truly what God has in mind for my future, may I be receptive to every opportunity He puts in my path to get there sooner rather than later.
Please continue to pray for me--for the courage to get in front of a 70+ person audience, for the strength to be open and receptive to whatever is thrown my way, and for the funds still needed to complete my goal.<br />
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I love you all and am so very thankful for the continual prayers and funds that you have provided for me. 19 days to go!<br />
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Love and light.<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-38279036387168844162014-07-03T22:20:00.001-05:002014-07-03T22:33:22.955-05:00And the countdown for India begins...<iframe width="350" height="240" src="//w2.countingdownto.com/587708" frameborder="0"></iframe><p><a href="http://countingdownto.com">Website Countdowns</a></p>
In 28 days, I will be carrying out a lifelong dream--I'll be boarding a plane to India for an incredible 9-day mission trip.<br />
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My biggest fear going into this trip is public speaking--like 75 percent of people, I'm find myself being scared and nervous to share the word of God in front of 30-75 people. So my biggest prayer is for God to speak through me. All the words I share during this mission, may they be guided by God.</div>
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28 days and about 60 percent into the total amount of funds that I need. That's where ya'll come in. A handful of you guys expressed an interest in contributing to this cause, but haven't had the chance to yet. I still do very much need your help to get me to my goal. <a href="https://secure.acceptiva.com/?cst=a5a445">Donate here</a> if you still feel in your hearts that it's what you need to do. Anything helps! Thank you all in advance. </div>
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Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-86337524698753180822014-05-15T17:54:00.000-05:002014-05-15T17:54:31.043-05:00My "Kickstarter" for IndiaFirst, thank you to all those who have helped get me closer to my fundraising goal of $3300! You guys are amazing!<br />
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It's been two weeks now since I started asking for help, and I'm still looking for a little more support to help me get to India. As an incentive for your hard earned money, I wanted to include a little gift.<br />
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I'm doing a "kickstarter"-like deal where each level of donation will get you (the donator) a handmade bag by yours truly.<br />
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Level 1 ($1-$20)--Small coin purse<br />
Level 2 ($30-$50)--Medium clutch<br />
Level 3 ($60-$100)--Laptop bag<br />
Level 4 ($110+)--All three bags<br />
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Once you make a <a href="https://secure.acceptiva.com/?cst=a5a445">donation</a>, email me (adrholgu@gmail.com) where you would like your bag to be mailed. Once the payment goes through, I'll send you your goody! Also, since it is a church donation, you can use it as a tax deductible at the end of the year (woop woop!).<br />
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Thank you all in advance!<br />
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AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-40716281780098933292014-04-30T18:41:00.000-05:002014-05-05T20:33:03.152-05:00I'm going to India and need your help!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">As you might have seen from my recent post on Facebook, I’m going to India for a mission trip! </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #424242;">My team of 21 people are going to Punjab, India to work with For All Mankind Movement (FAMM) and help spread the Gospel of Jesus in a project called </span><span style="background-color: white; color: black;"><a href="http://www.compassionkits.com/videos.html">Heart for Punjab</a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #424242;">.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"><span style="color: #424242;">We will partner with FAMM to help pass out small kits, called Compassion Kits, </span>filled with basic hygiene items that help demonstrate the love of Jesus while sharing the message of the gospel to those in need.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Going to India has been a long time dream of mine, and getting to go there on a mission trip to follow my passion of helping others, has far surpassed that dream. I understand that many of you may not be religious and might find it difficult to support a mission trip. Know that, aside from spreading the gospel, I will be there as a humanitarian--there to help with the welfare and happiness of the Punjabis.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">We leave August 1 and returns August 9. The trip is $3300, and I’m asking for help from everyone I know--not just in money, but in prayers as well. It’s difficult for me to ask for help in general, can you imagine how difficult (and scary) it is asking my nonbeliever friends to help aid me? However, I truly believe that is this something I’m meant to do, and know that God will provide one way or another. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">Please take time to consider donating. Honestly, any amount will help get me closer to that goal. You can donate online <a href="http://secure.acceptiva.com/?cst=a5a445">here</a> (click on my name in "referred by") <span style="color: black;">or by mail with the donation card I’ve included at the bottom.</span></span></div>
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Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-9696516845845338452012-09-05T14:50:00.001-05:002012-09-05T14:50:47.170-05:00Painting with a TwistEver since the craft fair, I've wanting to explore my creativity as much as possible. I've been cross stitching, embroidering, and even making necklaces, but I wanted something different. <br />
On several occasions I've wanted to try a painting class called Painting with a Twist, where the class follows the instructor to paint the same painting, all while enjoying whatever kind of wine you bring. It's a recipe for a great time. <br />
At the last minute my friend Kristin and I made plans to attend (with her mr). We each brought wine and tasty eats and had a blast. Though by the time the class ended, we were covered in paint--which turned out to not be washable. <br />
Small price to pay for a good time! And I'll definitely be back. <br />
Love and light.<br />
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We weren't that impressed at first sight. There were too many people in the 68 degree, spring-water pool and there wasn't too much water in the natural springs, but we dove in anyway. Well worth it! The water felt incredible, and after spending some time sitting under the pretty little waterfall, I insisted that we each take a turn on the rope swing--I went twice, but called an end to that area when a fish nipped at my toe! <br />
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We spent the last bit of our stay jumping in the super cold pool trying to capture the perfect pictures. That may have been my favorite part. The excitement of jumping into an 8ft deep pool, the rush as the cold water covers our sun-kissed skin, only to get back out into the 95 degree heat to do it all over again. It was exhilarating!<br />
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After we sun-dried, we took a quick wonder around the "butterfly garden."It was super quant and filled with beautiful, giant wind chimes and so many different types of flowers. I took in as much as I could before I was dragged away to head home.<br />
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I love being outdoors! My new goal this summer is to explore as many springs, lakes, rivers and campsites that surround Austin as I can. I want to take in as much as possible and experience all that I can.<br />
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Tell me if you know of any places that I must explore.<br />
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Love and light.<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-18038463867252848942012-05-26T11:39:00.001-05:002012-05-26T11:39:57.593-05:00It's in my bones now...Last week was a pretty intense week at work; Had to stock for Memorial weekend and we had a big visit from some higher ups and needed to perfect the store (especially our most shopped area...the clothes).<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFlR3lPqJOI3r35etxhW5O2q2WByQEjUFc6dUVCYQsGT-To7xaf3v7Hr8d-yrmATSAtnD2MSApsbYFhK2hVi_klsFJv3d9lz8PO33rnEadQsZ4hjjogn2soAliojnzrPxDCs5Wh5TQMs/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFFlR3lPqJOI3r35etxhW5O2q2WByQEjUFc6dUVCYQsGT-To7xaf3v7Hr8d-yrmATSAtnD2MSApsbYFhK2hVi_klsFJv3d9lz8PO33rnEadQsZ4hjjogn2soAliojnzrPxDCs5Wh5TQMs/s320/photo.JPG" width="240" /></a>With my background in A&F and their reputation in folding perfection, I was the person that was volunteered to help out the problem areas.<br />
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My first reaction was "<i>really?!</i>" but shoot dang, I'm good at what I do. I got a couple pats on the back, but mostly I was just happy to see the aftermath. I love being able to see progress.<br />
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Needless to say the visit went well. Hopefully the weekend will be a success too, and fortunately, I have the next three days off! My days will be filled with rest, relaxation and sun basking.<br />
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Love and light,<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-16850286653107722172012-05-20T23:27:00.000-05:002012-05-20T23:27:11.642-05:00The Renegade Craft FairWhat a wonderful weekend! I couldn't have planned a better time. My <a href="http://www.pienthesky.blogspot.com/">sister</a> and I lived a small dream of ours: to be a part of the Renegade Craft Fair. We've gone to every fair since they started showing in Austin, three years ago, and this was our first time to sell our work in it.<br />
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It was super exciting for me, and actually ended up creating a new dream in my heart: to one day open a shop with my sister--her as the creative mind, me as the business mind. It sounds crazy, but makes me smile huge thinking about it!<br />
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The fair took place Saturday and Sunday. Sadly, the first day my sis had to leave for a few hours, but for a good cause--to support her mr in the Spartan Race, which he owned! Sunday was all us though. With maybe a third of our inventory gone by the first day, we came in with high hopes on Sunday. It was another win for sure. The 200+ business cards dwindled down quick and so did the many rings, clips and bows.<br />
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We also had the awesome privilege to do a little trading with other vendors at the fair including <a href="http://www.matternola.com/">Bird Project</a> (our booth mate), <a href="http://www.bc2designs.com/">BC2 Designs</a>, <a href="http://www.snashjewelry.com/">Snash Jewelry</a> and <a href="http://www.mollymdesigns.com/">Molly M Designs</a>. We met so many awesome people with many great stories. It made my desire to travel even grander.<br />
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And I got to run into a few old acquaintances! Oh Renegade Craft Fair, how you bring lives together.<br />
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Once again, it was a lovely weekend that I'm ending with many beautiful new accessories to adorn and even more memories to cherish. Life is good!<br />
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Love and light.<br />
Adrienne<br />
<br />Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-76636145656856808352012-05-14T22:16:00.001-05:002012-05-14T22:16:55.884-05:00Visited mi hermanaThis weekend I went to visit my little sis. As always we had a lovely time. We did our best to get ready for the Renegade craft fair (which is happening in T-4 days), but we didn't get very far. We took an inventory and created a few rings, but mostly we ate, pet prairie dogs and a giant turtle and shopped. Either way, it was worth the trip.<br />
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And just a reminder, if you're in Austin or wanting to make a trip to Austin, this weekend is the perfect time! The Renegade Craft Fair is happening on the 19th and 20th. Our plan is to sell out, and it's likely to happen since we are the second table in the first row when you walk in the door. I can't wait! Come visit : )<br />
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After work, I was convinced into upgrading my iPhone 4. I was told after I traded in my phone, I'd get the iPhone 4s for about $40 after taxes. However, I made out like a bandit. I ended up getting $200 for my phone and getting the 4s for $200, but after my employee discount and my Target Redcard discount was applied, I ended up getting $15 back. So basically, I got paid to upgrade my phone. Win, win!<br />
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With my extra earnings I bought myself nail polish and potting soil for my new plants--I'm such a girl.<br />
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For dinner, I made the mr and me giant chicken and bell pepper burritos to celebrate Mexico's victory over the French.<br />
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My dad sent me home early on Sunday, so I could drive home with enough daylight. During the three hour drive home, I kept passing field after field of bright, beautiful flowers. Every time a field would pass, I'd regret not stopping.<br />
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It took me two hours to finally get the courage to "stop and smell the flowers." I pulled over at a lookout point in Kirtly, Texas. It was a lovely view of the green, hilly valley below, but I wanted more. I found a path that led down through the woods. I was in heels, but I was ready for an adventure!<br />
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It was a short but steep walk down, but so worth the trek. Not only did I find a pretty little field of yellow flowers, there were <i>fireflies</i> lighting up all around me!! I hadn't seen fireflies in ages!<br />
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It was a wonderful experience and couldn't help but smile the rest of the way home. It was fun finding a little hideaway that no one else got to experience. I'm now adding spontaneity to my daily life.<br />
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<br />Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-63732523017613846242012-04-20T12:46:00.000-05:002012-04-20T12:46:01.264-05:00I lost touch, but hopefully I'm backYikes! Since I started working for Target, I've had little time to write anything. It's been tough, but I really am loving my job. It took awhile to feel like I fit in, and for awhile there, I felt like I wouldn't ever get the hang of things, but alas, I've found my groove, and it feels good.<br />
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I have my own desk (that I am now sharing, actually). I just got the key to the store, after two warnings from everyone about the importance of locking the store at night. I also have a space on the wall where my picture sits with a short bio. It's like home :)<br />
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This week has been an awesome week. The company had a picnic for all the team leaders in the district. We got to meet everyone, play games and eat a bunch of food. I even got to make a banner for the event. Any time I can be paid to be outside, I'm so there.<br />
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By the time 4pm rolled around, I was ready to go home and nap. The mr convinced me to at least let him take me to dinner at a hibachi restaurant. He knew how to get me motivated: with food. It was a quiet dinner, but super lovely. I always have fun with hibachi shows. I even got a bday dessert. AND funniest part of the day was that Facebook announced I was a year younger than I am. I'm ok with being 27 again, if I have to :)<br />
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I flew into El Paso, Tx early afternoon. The 'rents picked me up and we sped to Las Cruces, NM for lunch at my favorite mexican restaurant, Andeles. It's my typical first stop when heading to NM and never disappoints. We were joined by my aunt, cousin, gramps, and family friend, Dela.<br />
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Right after lunch, my mom, stepdad, and Molly (the dog), packed into the car and drove the 3.5 hours to Albuquerque to stay with my brother, Michael. Long flippin' day, but tons of fun. I hadn't seen my brother since October, last year.<br />
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The next morning we packed back into the car and drove the 7 hours to Ft Collins, CO. where my stepdad was attending an engineering conference for the week.<br />
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The next four days were filled with delicious food, mother-daughter-time, spoiling-of-daughter, and breathe-taking sceneries.<br />
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Kristin, Brandon, Sean, Marc and my new friend Zach met up for lunch on Saturday at a super tasty bbq place called Stiles Switch. Way too much food was eaten while we all caught up and shared stories.<br />
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The party came quick, and was so much fun! Kristin held it at her friend's four-story condo (that had a Jacuzzi on the roof top). It was a beautiful place. I made a lot of new friends, ate a lot of tasty apps, soaked my toes in the hot water, and danced the night away.<br />
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I don't remember the last time I mingled so much either. Kristen has some pretty awesome friends, so needless to say, Saturday was a wonderful day.<br />
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Love and light.<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-39487690074294634932012-02-28T13:01:00.000-06:002012-02-28T13:01:54.632-06:00A quick catch-up<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqCiG4TxOJO8aQVedWWPyP43byVc2ooLPI6rCCoilHVEqJOnUlFpgehTIh2FuhYxAiHK_AN1B2sbG_1iwvRX_DMHcOkZxHHkQys5IQhN0mvK_WiFF2FRrUdjMUil8k4EQUnsi9q8GUUk/s1600/IMG_6907.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCqCiG4TxOJO8aQVedWWPyP43byVc2ooLPI6rCCoilHVEqJOnUlFpgehTIh2FuhYxAiHK_AN1B2sbG_1iwvRX_DMHcOkZxHHkQys5IQhN0mvK_WiFF2FRrUdjMUil8k4EQUnsi9q8GUUk/s200/IMG_6907.JPG" width="200" /></a>So, to catch you up, I didn't end up having the two weeks off like I'd thought. It turned into only three days off because on Monday morning, I got a call from Target asking me to start early! I tell you, all things seriously happen for a reason.<br />
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I went to my first day of work at Target on Tuesday the 21st. I'm not gonna lie, I was super scared and nervous. It'd been three years since I started a new job, so I felt like a total noob, but I had fun and am super excited to learn <i>everything.</i><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiig7YC7D2Okb4Oacbgk7_v82aXrtBONDxDE327VSqG16ztRE0hHrQEJQrWr4cRRDUzl1V8rkgu3RQUHxHgh2WaITppmGsmIdi3_xa6TP1a5qfaiU0TYi2sHLQ7-l3Gyv6I0Ikfvv2CG9c/s1600/IMG_6918.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiig7YC7D2Okb4Oacbgk7_v82aXrtBONDxDE327VSqG16ztRE0hHrQEJQrWr4cRRDUzl1V8rkgu3RQUHxHgh2WaITppmGsmIdi3_xa6TP1a5qfaiU0TYi2sHLQ7-l3Gyv6I0Ikfvv2CG9c/s200/IMG_6918.JPG" width="200" /></a>On Thursday evening, I got a chance to volunteer through Target. We handed out groceries to underprivileged families. It felt rewarding to help those in need--I'll most likely do it again.<br />
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Love and light.<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-71657693787181645052012-02-19T09:19:00.000-06:002012-02-19T09:19:24.055-06:00To new beginnings<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjId2ZEjmvnKNEu878VbVLVBQVYTvPw0ZS3ADgGaZjNN-UE4GrAO7ZGOUJk8ULj_jgjAwsJGN587lA4_k2Eg0K3VA5TlASwYibx_vFRlb6az0oTg6KB2o_s_ALsjQNMUAGZKJgtypNotmE/s1600/IMG_6893.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjId2ZEjmvnKNEu878VbVLVBQVYTvPw0ZS3ADgGaZjNN-UE4GrAO7ZGOUJk8ULj_jgjAwsJGN587lA4_k2Eg0K3VA5TlASwYibx_vFRlb6az0oTg6KB2o_s_ALsjQNMUAGZKJgtypNotmE/s320/IMG_6893.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>The past few weeks have been a crazy roller-coaster of emotions: my store closed, I was moved to a different store 30 minutes away, the new store taught me so much about myself, I went through a long interview process with Target, I was offered the job, I put my two weeks in, was told I didn't need to finish my two weeks, and now I'm left with what I'm calling "my two week vacation" before my next big step in life.<br />
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Kind of hectic, but I'm a firm believer in that all things happen for a reason. Had my store not closed, I would've continued in a place, I know now, wasn't helping me grow. I was bitter at first when I got moved to a store so far from where I live, but the people at this store reminded me why I love what I do and restored my passion for it. And yes, being told to leave my job before I finish out my two weeks, felt like a slap in the face, but God knew I would be more productive in life by leaving early.<br />
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I spent the first few hours with tears in my eyes, then came that epiphany that all is well. An hour later, my mr picked me up and took me on a movie date.<br />
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Yesterday was my first full day "jobless." I'd never had a more productive day. I managed to sleep in, make an awesome breakfast/brunch, cleaned my entire apartment (e.g. bathroom scrubbing, all laundry getting done, dusting, dishes, sweeping, mopping and windows), went to Hobby Lobby for some crafting necessities, bought several weeks worth of groceries, made dinner and wrapped up the night with wine and a movie with the mr.<br />
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After such a long eventful day, I still somehow managed to wake up at 6am this morning feeling refreshed and ready to take on this new day. I've already finished folding the last bit of laundry from yesterday, made a healthy breakfast of yogurt and fruit, sent off a few emails, joined Pinster, downloaded photos from Henrietta (my camera) and wrote my first blog in two weeks...and it's only 9am. I'm so excited for what the rest of my day will bring!<br />
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Love and light.<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-90664327571898769852012-02-04T00:26:00.000-06:002012-02-04T00:26:13.597-06:00Goodbye Hill CountryI've spent the past five days working on the transferring-out of items, destruction and gutting of my store after I worked for a year and a half to get it to where it was. My beautiful little store closed for business on the 28th, and a handful of associates and I spent this week sending the inventory to other stores.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5RYivpj9w92DC3volfoM0CksdyckgpRJ3CsLSmeyZAiyHch-a3nvKmlpi_ekloSgluugu93QSXk7p6sSG4Ey54rLAfX7sUSQhRvRS8qHgD9hUg7qYLn1qexrgcKHxqZsMXlQtS4axyJs/s1600/IMG_6823.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5RYivpj9w92DC3volfoM0CksdyckgpRJ3CsLSmeyZAiyHch-a3nvKmlpi_ekloSgluugu93QSXk7p6sSG4Ey54rLAfX7sUSQhRvRS8qHgD9hUg7qYLn1qexrgcKHxqZsMXlQtS4axyJs/s320/IMG_6823.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I was super surprised at how quick the demolition went. The front of the store was gone within hours the first night we closed. We spent day two transferring out a huge mound of clothes that all had to be desensored. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pqqenlwq61zh-EBL1N2doXFhp860OUTMzsBxFp0ptyZY5PLV5TUFuM_DQm-a1udzNnhaIChsaEd5AYDwM-gAwQ6Qfc03foNZtoOrNnEo88wVL0QiLHydwG0YhTkoxErkEoAV2GEMEUQ/s1600/IMG_6810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pqqenlwq61zh-EBL1N2doXFhp860OUTMzsBxFp0ptyZY5PLV5TUFuM_DQm-a1udzNnhaIChsaEd5AYDwM-gAwQ6Qfc03foNZtoOrNnEo88wVL0QiLHydwG0YhTkoxErkEoAV2GEMEUQ/s320/IMG_6810.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The front two rooms became one giant white room in about a day. I'd never seen the store look so bright! My team worked at a quick, steady pace with the removal of the clothes. We had over 300 boxes by day four.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTM7Z4nVJdqYyr08Jp3XJLbNvdK8-CWjGZWMATJWRvnfPR2KTefZ48TSBDBPmM5oCOZgqSLIP_Q7ssUhSyTRBcjwbVm4UNMaeN5TYLbV6nFWD2XIKaEHpFx4YflDPCg4AhnwRxqJe0nH4/s1600/betty1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTM7Z4nVJdqYyr08Jp3XJLbNvdK8-CWjGZWMATJWRvnfPR2KTefZ48TSBDBPmM5oCOZgqSLIP_Q7ssUhSyTRBcjwbVm4UNMaeN5TYLbV6nFWD2XIKaEHpFx4YflDPCg4AhnwRxqJe0nH4/s320/betty1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Day five was officially the last day of transfers. By that time, all closets were gone, miscellaneous items were thrown out or moved to another store, and the destruction was moving along quickly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih2qIGi5Qn_to_xNWStcvZWTBdudOjxp1LPSRXKBP3kkJTgBLji9FbvB447CDDRXTXZ4LCGCP8uMVeNcblXBuzSfRjp6oLYr6wgUU4rut1TwnTl9ibjm8QXcwhF4Hi6esrcklAJWTfWk8/s1600/Lounge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih2qIGi5Qn_to_xNWStcvZWTBdudOjxp1LPSRXKBP3kkJTgBLji9FbvB447CDDRXTXZ4LCGCP8uMVeNcblXBuzSfRjp6oLYr6wgUU4rut1TwnTl9ibjm8QXcwhF4Hi6esrcklAJWTfWk8/s320/Lounge.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I think day six was the hardest for me. It was just me there to supervise and sign paperwork as different companies came to pick up computers, phones and furniture. It was a long day and my seventh day in a row of work. I was ready for a break.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Friday was my first day off in a week. It was much needed and, I think, well deserved. I ran errands in the morning, and all I wanted to do when I got done was vegetate. The Mr and I made a pizza and shared a bottle of wine for a late lunch, we watched Apollo 18 and Courageous, and I made a tasty dinner with stuff jalapenos for appetizers. We ended our night with me watching the Mr play the new Final Fantasy game. He did a good job at filling me in on the story line. He's cute when he shows his nerdy side.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Love and light.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Adrienne</div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-79763633351677674112012-02-02T09:34:00.000-06:002012-02-02T09:34:23.112-06:00Bingo Night<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGTHJPW4fkWdP9DGxGj5GNODXxNLjF9buhO2yfJnDBSWnpyo-sJsH7I6uL_8tYjCraQL0ThQwWS1GczPFKV_6gFasTL51oFEP0PaXcy37Eiy6kyXRmPTaA83qhpQ7HscnPcXIpuITB4s/s1600/IMG_6784.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNGTHJPW4fkWdP9DGxGj5GNODXxNLjF9buhO2yfJnDBSWnpyo-sJsH7I6uL_8tYjCraQL0ThQwWS1GczPFKV_6gFasTL51oFEP0PaXcy37Eiy6kyXRmPTaA83qhpQ7HscnPcXIpuITB4s/s200/IMG_6784.jpg" width="200" /></a>Since I'm now able to hang out with my assistant managers (now that they aren't my subordinates), Marisa and I found it necessary to seize this opportunity. She picked me up after work and took me to bingo! She was an avid player in her hometown and just found the one bingo hall in Austin that's smoke free. I've never actually played the game for money, so I was super excited to go.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpQQVY07Vk1SFkQKZ4rpES88K7SE4mF8QjojBfV0fBxt9V8hqPPB3nxu9rYEIPgjZM0wWrCKtyvHNgfPYtmTaIeWYxAi3vDSdKHN6oVvpATNTBFQtEVb7HMP7gn9TOJUBZJ1dJXFJfEzI/s1600/IMG_6781.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpQQVY07Vk1SFkQKZ4rpES88K7SE4mF8QjojBfV0fBxt9V8hqPPB3nxu9rYEIPgjZM0wWrCKtyvHNgfPYtmTaIeWYxAi3vDSdKHN6oVvpATNTBFQtEVb7HMP7gn9TOJUBZJ1dJXFJfEzI/s200/IMG_6781.jpg" width="200" /></a>No, bingo is not an old person's game. Surprisingly enough, we weren't the only "young" people there. I was a bit intimidated though with all the bingo lingo going on. I had to keep asking what was going on in between games. <br />
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We didn't win anything, but I came super close to winning a $300 jackpot.<br />
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After bingo, Marisa took me to the Starbucks where she camped outside of during their opening to get a drink card for 100 free grande drinks. She treated me to a carmel apple spice.<br />
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Since we were out and about, we also went to Walmart. Not just any Walmart; this one in particular was clean, crowd-free and shopped by attractive looking people. She always told me about it, but it was hard to believe. I was truly amazed.<br />
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We were heading back to my car when we decided we'd round off bingo night, which randomly turned into a girl date night, with a nightcap at her favorite bar, Fore. A couple friends of hers were there and bought us a round of drinks for being the only female patrons. Conversation was going so well, we ended up closing down the bar.<br />
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Bingo night was a success, and I'm excited I can finally be friends with my (ex)coworkers!<br />
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Love and light.<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-17204479919879442852012-01-26T22:24:00.000-06:002012-01-26T22:24:26.323-06:00Went hikingI got up early today to go for a hike at the Greenbelt with Miguel, my assistant's chihuahua who I like to borrow. I haven't been hiking since April and was just super excited to be out in nature. We started down one path and just kept going. We ended up hiking 6.5 miles in two hours. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjW8SCy4rBeI__DypQFL08NtVrH_rX0o3LKF4zp10gW8PwMqs8g6-hAspeNr79IgCJjJaCms0wkqX8V3ep0N_DQaniwJkIN9tXYZIyYN51Pob8-5QSCL_HhAgRMBR6mHWUhTjiqdgMG4/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjW8SCy4rBeI__DypQFL08NtVrH_rX0o3LKF4zp10gW8PwMqs8g6-hAspeNr79IgCJjJaCms0wkqX8V3ep0N_DQaniwJkIN9tXYZIyYN51Pob8-5QSCL_HhAgRMBR6mHWUhTjiqdgMG4/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div>With all the rain that happened yesterday, the Greenbelt was filled with tons of cold flowing water--had to trek through it a couple times. It was freezing, but the view from where I hiked to was worth.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZifV8OshZfhyphenhyphenAlJWbkWkNYfASzpLm8OOtD3uRuKsW54B24DXePebMnMe9NjW1pTyF_-Xe1FlsoqTAwPLJffaRaZvKxh5X6op1IrPc2uT03hSbe_5MZ8EdDGLukIBFZUR49R6FLjtSr7o/s1600/IMG_0367.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZifV8OshZfhyphenhyphenAlJWbkWkNYfASzpLm8OOtD3uRuKsW54B24DXePebMnMe9NjW1pTyF_-Xe1FlsoqTAwPLJffaRaZvKxh5X6op1IrPc2uT03hSbe_5MZ8EdDGLukIBFZUR49R6FLjtSr7o/s320/IMG_0367.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div>Hopefully I can make hiking a part of my routine. Pretty sure I'm gonna be sore tomorrow though. The good news is Miguel and I are going to sleep like babies tonight.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Love and light.</div><div>Adrienne</div>Adriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-66024302549751264442012-01-23T01:06:00.000-06:002012-01-23T01:06:53.643-06:00Store closing meetingToday our store held a "store closing meeting" for all the associates wanting to transfer to another store after my store closes this Friday. It was a difficult meeting mostly because I'm so sad to say goodbye to everyone, but it was also really awesome because it was the first time all my employees were together. Lots of hugs were given and photos taken.<br />
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</div> I had a great night, and I think the meeting made getting through this week a lot easier.<br />
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Love and light.<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3660580828905891082.post-88348854681617184982012-01-22T14:28:00.000-06:002012-01-22T14:28:48.211-06:00Oh January, you exhaust meThis month has taken a lot out of me. Sorry for the lack of blogging. That's how it was last year though; my Project 365 turned into a Project 334 because of it. No worries, I'm pretty sure I'm back in my groove.<br />
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So, here's what you've missed this month:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJXLSzLoCj9Mhncl2Y8sswmjwOSfAxJtQNp20dnvjgNA7nGfPwrftN-jmldXGQ2vRRNaxbf4FR9CAWlhrPLPkGwh-kbP8dd73_szC_g_vzdwdI3Yr9RmQKptN2hFRP3pR-Kq4vTAwnfk/s1600/IMG_6737.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJXLSzLoCj9Mhncl2Y8sswmjwOSfAxJtQNp20dnvjgNA7nGfPwrftN-jmldXGQ2vRRNaxbf4FR9CAWlhrPLPkGwh-kbP8dd73_szC_g_vzdwdI3Yr9RmQKptN2hFRP3pR-Kq4vTAwnfk/s200/IMG_6737.JPG" width="200" /></a></div>1. I dog-sat for one of my assistants. Miguel is my little man! The mr and I completely fell in love with this little chihuahua. Not just because he liked to get under the covers when we'd go to bed and spoon with us, or because he got along so well with the kitties, or even because he was SO well behaved...ok actually those are probably why we fell in love with him.<br />
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2. I went to visit my little sister for a couple days in Mansfield, Tx. Fingers crossed, she should be getting a job pretty soon and neither of us will have the time to visit the other, so I decided two days off in a row was an opportunity to visit my pretty little lady. I got to be there for her and her mr's first youth service. It was pretty excited to get to see the beginning because I know that their youth group is going to explode in the near future.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUi4W65xpCuZqtrKDHiP8y0GhB5YgcEzLFisoijujjiAE37dxdJqeeMB_13CzHNB9MF8S8CiEdteX4Ma-NQKtHN0ylhmsESgRx-2nGPg8wpd6fHUG-8hn2pUpo4uFj5YKrgPLmxlnpE8/s1600/IMG_6759.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvUi4W65xpCuZqtrKDHiP8y0GhB5YgcEzLFisoijujjiAE37dxdJqeeMB_13CzHNB9MF8S8CiEdteX4Ma-NQKtHN0ylhmsESgRx-2nGPg8wpd6fHUG-8hn2pUpo4uFj5YKrgPLmxlnpE8/s200/IMG_6759.JPG" width="200" /></a>3. I finally got my big christmas gift from my mr: a Canon Rebel T3. It's beautiful! It's also intimidating. I haven't used an SLR since my photography classes in college (...sixish years ago). I'm having a blast relearning and playing around with it though. So many photos to come!<br />
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4. I've also been trying to keep up with the 'Photo a day challenge" on Instagram. It's pretty much like my Project 334 last year, but there's a topic a day. If you have Instagram you should a) follow me and b) start doing the challenge.<br />
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5. I've decided that since becoming a vegetarian, I've become somewhat lazy when it comes to preparing a healthy meal and turned more towards carbs to fill my belly. So as of a few days ago, I've decided that I'm going to turn back to carnivorous ways (to an extent). I'm allowing chicken back into my life to help funnel out the bread and pastas I love so dearly.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHalROYyT80Tvq-CYeY0eWl3hEJRyvOpoBx2QbTpqqlWr7UXQhpmUzfZEFXCI9s1X5nj_-z1F7LE9u1vfiPaYQ88o6P0S6Pw6zl_9GFMBME80IgmLuXrNljMxFLUJJ4okp73pFOWX7LjM/s1600/IMG_0109.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="132" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHalROYyT80Tvq-CYeY0eWl3hEJRyvOpoBx2QbTpqqlWr7UXQhpmUzfZEFXCI9s1X5nj_-z1F7LE9u1vfiPaYQ88o6P0S6Pw6zl_9GFMBME80IgmLuXrNljMxFLUJJ4okp73pFOWX7LjM/s200/IMG_0109.JPG" width="200" /></a>6. The biggest news of the month: My store is closing it's doors to business on the 28th. Super sad news. My store is doing so well with business in our area, but compared to the rest of the stores, not so hot. I think the hardest part for me is that I worked so hard for the past year and a half to make the store succeed. I'm still not sure where I'm being transferred to. I'm a little nervous knowing that <i>everything</i> is about to change. The one thing that keeps a smile on my face and finish out this last week with enthusiasm is knowing that God has a plan for me. It's exciting to know that this shaking in my life is happening for a better purpose.<br />
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So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, a quick look into my January. Hope everyone's having a good year.<br />
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Love and light,<br />
AdrienneAdriennehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02058908348114629924noreply@blogger.com0