<?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-1631685388220676164</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:52:39.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...or Something Like It</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsonjafierce.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1631685388220676164/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsonjafierce.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>iamsonjafierce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06614012731490654426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICeU9NUWRnU/TWlvydy6CgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/amU_WVxCVQE/s220/img008.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631685388220676164.post-7455000899391416491</id><published>2011-03-08T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T16:09:14.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Laissez les Bon Temps Rouler!</title><content type='html'>Happy Fat Tuesday!&amp;nbsp;As they say in New Orleans:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Laissez les bone temps rouler&lt;/i&gt;!&amp;nbsp;Enjoy it while you can, because tomorrow is Ash Wednesday. What is Ash Wednesday? It's the beginning of the Christian atonement season--the period of the liturgical year leading up to Easter. It is a period of forty days to prepare the believer for the annual commemoration during Holy Week of the death of Jesus, and it ends in Easter, the celebration of the resurrection of the Lord. The forty days represent the time Jesus spent in the desert, being tempted by Satan, before the beginning of His public ministry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is customary for many Christians to give up a serious habit or weakness in order for them to grow closer to God during this time of year. I always give up something for Lent. Last year was the only year I didn't screw up and accidentally divulge in what I had given up. (I gave up caffeine. If you know me, you know that's not an easy thing for me to do. I definitely went on a Sprite binge for forty days, though. I think it was the carbonation.) Also, as a Catholic, I'm supposed to give up meat on Fridays, as well as on Ash Wednesday. I think last year was the only year I didn't accidentally forget and order Chicken McNuggets on my lunch break. Long story short: last year was a good year for me, as far as remaining disciplined to stay away from the things I vowed to stay away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was pondering on what I wanted to give up this year, I decided it needed to be something legit. Here is my top five list of things I'm considering giving up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Facebook. It has become such a distraction in my life. I could get so much accomplished if I would just stay off this crack of social networking sites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Procrastination. I'll think more about this later... Couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Clutter. Go through everything and throw away/donate/sell stuff I don't need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Starbucks. I've actually tried this one before. It didn't work. Maybe I could try it again and show it who's boss this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Worrying. "Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let you requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard to your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus" - Philippians 4:6-7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't fully decided what I want to sacrifice, and I still have time to change my mind. And whatever I end up giving up, keep your fingers crossed that I can actually stay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you giving up this year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1631685388220676164-7455000899391416491?l=iamsonjafierce.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iamsonjafierce.blogspot.com/feeds/7455000899391416491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iamsonjafierce.blogspot.com/2011/03/laissez-les-bon-temps-rouler.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1631685388220676164/posts/default/7455000899391416491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1631685388220676164/posts/default/7455000899391416491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iamsonjafierce.blogspot.com/2011/03/laissez-les-bon-temps-rouler.html' title='Laissez les Bon Temps Rouler!'/><author><name>iamsonjafierce</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06614012731490654426</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ICeU9NUWRnU/TWlvydy6CgI/AAAAAAAAAAY/amU_WVxCVQE/s220/img008.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1631685388220676164.post-7119192852547745090</id><published>2011-02-26T11:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T11:54:24.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreak Warfare</title><content type='html'>As of this weekend, many of my friends' husbands are heading out to train up for their upcoming deployment to Afghanistan. I remember being there and doing that once before when John, my&amp;nbsp;husband,&amp;nbsp;left for Iraq. Never is there a more heartbreaking moment than sending your loved one off to war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day like it was yesterday.&amp;nbsp;It was a&amp;nbsp;cool fall&amp;nbsp;day in late October 2007. I remember thinking, &lt;em&gt;How am I ever going to do this? How will I get through a whole year of being away from him? &lt;/em&gt;He was so handsome in his ACUs as he assured me it would be okay. He's a trained infantryman. He's smart and knows what to do and how to handle himself in a dire situation. You still can't help but think the worst in those situations, though. I held myself together until he got on the bus that was to take him to the airport. Then I lost it. He called me from the bus and was giggling because he thought I looked "cute" when I cried. Thanks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was literally the longest year of my life. I remember the first couple of months were &lt;em&gt;awful&lt;/em&gt;. They literally dragged by.&amp;nbsp;However, I tended to keep myself busy with work; gym dates with my&amp;nbsp;friend Abbie, whose husband, Eli, was also deployed; and TV and movie nights with my friend and roommate, Angela, whose husband, Paul,&amp;nbsp;was deployed with John as well. That's what you gotta do. Stay busy and keep yourself from thinking about them being gone. After those first couple of months, it was cake. Time seemed to fly--at least it did for me. Others may disagree. Plus he got to call me every day, which was nice. Sometimes it was at 3:00 a.m. our time (they were eight hours ahead of us in Iraq), and I wouldn't remember what either he or I said, but it was great just knowing he was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that bothered me when he was gone was the people who would find out he was deployed and then say, "Oh. I'm so sorry." Why are you sorry? He's off fighting for our freedom. I support his mission, and I support the war. He and I would both tell you to stop apologizing. There are&amp;nbsp;other things people would say that bothered me, but&amp;nbsp;to save political argument, I won't go there.&amp;nbsp;The deployment did bring some good memories, though, for on July 24, 2007,&amp;nbsp;during his two-week R&amp;amp;R, he proposed to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John is now out of the army. His ETS date was shortly after he got back. During his seven years in the military, he served in three deployments. I am so proud of him and his accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all the girls I know who just sent their husbands off to war, this is for you. Being a military&amp;nbsp;wife is not easy, but it definitely makes you a stronger person.&amp;nbsp;John and I appreciate your sacrifice and your husbands' service and sacrifice more than you know. We wholeheartedly stand behind you and your families 100%. 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