tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56141076435695164882024-02-07T12:40:13.297-08:00Ahh, these are the days of our lives....Living here in Allentown...Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.comBlogger185125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-16060251205473803372011-11-20T12:53:00.001-08:002011-11-20T13:56:10.200-08:00Twothousandeleven...<a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-13yQ-10pYMY/Tslo1sFTysI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_r2tOabrnFU/Twothousandeleven..._img_1.jpg"><img height="263" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-13yQ-10pYMY/Tslo1sFTysI/AAAAAAAAAeE/_r2tOabrnFU/Twothousandeleven..._img_1.jpg" style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt;" width="320" /></a><br />
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<b><i><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Love my life. I do. So much to be thankful for this week, month, year. For beginners, my children are all alive & healthy. ( I say that because we came so close to losing my favOrite- only son this year). Nothing can prepare you for that. ( I still feel like someone has punched me in the gut when I think about it). This season (years in raising children from age 12-20) is so stressful, overwhelming, challenging, sifting, wonderful, sad, joyous, disheartening & mind blowing. There just isn't a way to even express this journey. -I just hope I make it out alive, & still me. I feel like she may be gone ... & I grieve the loss. I stay so twisted-caught up -in what is required of me right now raising these girls. I told Chris the other day that I misssss me. I know he must. Or, maybe (sadly) he doesn't remember me. I don't really know what is worse. One thing I do know is, I have been Redeemed. Reclaimed. & I'm waiting to be Revived. None of that would be possible without our God. I would just be whatever it is that my lying, scornful, deceitful heart claimed. (isn't the thought of that frightening??). I am blessed beyond measure. I have a relationship with a Savoir who daily supplies my needs. I have a committed husband who loves me inspite of, so many things. & I have CHILDREN who know the Lord & will one day, return to what has been planted in their hearts. I pray you find yourselves counting your many blessings this Thanksgiving. You may even have to dig deep. But, rest assured, the mere fact that you will have lovedones to celebrate with, makes You a very Wealthy Individual!!. May You be Blessed & Know it this Thanksgiving & throughout the Year!! LYLAS/B , LA</span></i></b>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-29230415918205622832011-06-27T17:39:00.001-07:002011-11-20T13:48:19.837-08:00Vexities...<img height="240" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-LX_HnYrv93E/TgkxvtV58oI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7n7fg2kpzvs/Vexities..._img_1.jpg" width="320" /><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-LX_HnYrv93E/TgkxvtV58oI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7n7fg2kpzvs/Vexities..._img_1.jpg"></a><br />
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<i><b>(It might be an LAism... I'm really not sure, so I 'll break it down for ya. ;)</b></i><br />
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<i><b>This (as 99.9% of you know given my feed #'s) has probably been one of the most difficult seasons of my life, for ovbious (& not so ovbious) reasons. The Kalyb thing shook me to my very core. WOW!. NOTHING can ever prepare you as a mom to watch your baby struggle to survive through something so earth shattering. (I well up inside even writing this). Life basically stood still. And, tho he survived ( to only the Glory of God!) the aftermath can really only be compared to something extremely close to PPD... Bouts of random crying, SERIOUS depression, overwhelmedness- you get the picture... </b></i><br />
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<i><b>Just prior to getting the news of his accidental shooting , we had planned a trip to Las Vegas with friends . (Chris & I had neither one ever been, so at the time we were very excited about it). </b></i><br />
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<i><b>Slowly in the weeks preceding the shooting I started to focus on this trip together. It became something I really </b></i><i><b><b>I</b></b></i><i><b> looked fwd to & it helped me to somewhat start to pull out from under the gray cloud that had set up residence over my home... For unforseen reasons we ended up coming, just the two of us. (I'm actually at the Paris LV sittting by the pool while writing this). We have had a really good time. We ( I ) really needed it, but I have felt feelings of the PPD start to creeeep back in & it's ticking me OFF! Ugh. If I may, I would like to share with you the things I have used to help me try & get over this... The "blessings" that I focus on. I am loved & in a deep relationship with my Heavenly Father, married to a man that accepts me right where I am, flaws, warts & all &, have 5 amazing children. Kalyb is healing & day by day returning to his old self PTL!. I am in a wonderful church & lead (if that's what you call it :) our Womens Ministry Team. God is really blessing our little business, & I have some of the most amazing Godly sister friend's & family. I know that I am blessed & well meaning friend's literally say things like" </b></i><i><i><b>I</b></i></i><i><b> wish </b></i><i><i><b>I</b></i></i><i><b> could just run off to Vegas" or " What do you have to be depressed about?. Your life is so awesome" . Blahh blahh blah... Ovbiously, it has nothing to do with "my life!"... Please hear my heart, I am by no means bragging, quite the opposite. Inspite of all of this, still I feel such oppression if I am not constantly seeking God & pressing in... Sounds insane, right???. I know. Makes no sence- what.so.ever... </b></i><br />
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<i><b>Even now, being here, breeze blowing, sun shining, I am sadly having to capture thoughts & bring them under authority... I know Gods is faithful. So seriously AWESOME.!!. And, I know that He is strengthening me. So, I will continue to press in, soak up these last few precious hours with my man & praise God, even through the valley's... I have been posting pics on FB of our trip. We have had a fantastic time & getting some great couple time in, not to mention the shopping!. (which btw can also become a vice. I have found that sometimes when </b></i><i><i><b>I</b></i></i><i><b> am struggling </b></i><i><i><b>I</b></i></i><i><b> want "shoppin therapy", which in no way does anything to help me feel better after </b></i><i><i><b>I</b></i></i><i><b> have forked over the cash - if you are saying an " Amen!!" right now, see that for what it is- empty!!). I am now getting off my broken down, tattered, soap box & off to hit the town with my man!. If you identify with these type feelings, please be encouraged. You are not alone, & even tho this is NOT a fun experience, He know's, He promised to never leave or forsake us, & this is for His glory. HANG ON & press IN. Thanks for reading & for goodness sakes, TALK to someone SAFE. (I have 2 really incredible safe friends I can "go there" with & it really makes all the diff...). </b></i><br />
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<i><b>Till next time, LYLAS. LA </b></i><br />
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PS. comments let me connect with you so plz don't leave without leaving one ;)Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-46111767735649784042011-06-13T10:47:00.001-07:002011-06-13T11:20:33.448-07:00I don't, as of yet...<br><font color ="#4000ff"><b>I am home & my boy has been released & home now too, healing. I should be jubilent. But, truthfully I'm not. Somthing is looming over me & I feel pressed down. When I think about all that Gods is doing/has done in my life I ask myself what is wrong with me?. I really am so stinking blessed. I am wrestling. With my mind, worry, stress, oppression. God's word says we are to walk in the fullness of His Blessings, By faith. I have been daily, hourly, putting that on like a salve because I know the signs of deceit. Yet still I am disconnected. Kalyb had such a tough battle ahead of him laying in the SICU. I knew God had a purpose in all of it & I  was pretty sure I knew what that was. (I think you do too).  I am so thankful for that. I should be on top of the world, right?.  But the opposite is true. It took such a huge toll on me emotionally. I  look at all that is required of me & I feel - see that right there, thats the problem. I'm looking at all that we as a family have going on & I lose perspective. So many things, stressful things going on.  Kait is off living a life far removed from her faith. If I reeeeeeaaly allowed myself to go there, I might not be able to stand. I know all the " God's got it, She's His not mine, She's been raised in the truth, she'll be back...'s" But Im sad. We are missing out on so much time. This isn't the way it was supposed to be. With her, or Kalyb. I am a woman of God who had seen amazing miraculous signs & wonders yet here I am unable to connect with who I am in Him. So, I keep walking. Believing. Claiming. Trusting, inspite of the fact that I am teetering.  Am </b></font><font color ="#4000ff"><b><b>I</b></b></font><font color ="#4000ff"><b> making sence?. Have you ever been here?. The message yesterday was amazing. It talked about Zacharias & his relationship with God. His visions. God used him in very unconventional ways, for His purpose. Inspite of myself,  that is what I'm believing He is doing in my family. ( I honestly do trust Him completely. I just wish I could be free from whatever is hanging over me so that I could have Joy about what He is up to)... Sorry for the rambling. I am always so candid here, amoung all of you... Please pray for me & this seperation & depression. -This is a good reminder that even though we are believers we will have struggles. (He doesn't ever say we won't, He does however promise to hold onto our hand through them...).  Thank you Father!. Welp,  I have my precious Uncle' s funeral to pack for, inlaws arriving in a few days to clean for,  & my mom & sister moving in next week to prepare for...  So, peace out & thank you! LA</b></font><br><br /><br />Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-430500074494993702011-05-26T23:45:00.001-07:002011-05-26T23:45:43.299-07:00Refusing...<br>Its me again. It's 1:30am & I'm back in my room. I was going to stay the night with him but he doesn't sleep peacefully when I do. He remembers I'm there & opens his eyes to check & make sure I havn't left. So I have come back to hang out with my family that have traveled here. My 2 younger brothers, their girlfriends, my baby sister & mom are all here & it's been nice being surrounded by people who love him like I do. One thing about family, they show up. I am also so blessed because I also have friends that are family & my gosh have you showed up. You have blown me away with your capacity to love me & be my rock, encouragers & prayer warriors. Amazing. Thats what you are & I am so thankful. <br><br />  Tomorrow is a pretty big day. There is a tear in his liver & we are waiting to see (& believing that it will) heal itself. The alternative is horrifying to even consider. If it doesn't, the unthinkable with have to happen. They will reopen him. (The cursor is just siting, blinking in silence as I think about what that will mean for him....). So I won't think that way. He is being healed & God is his physician. Another thing that weighs sooooo heavily is that my time here is drawing near & I can't bare the thought of leaving. Thankfully God gives us strength for the day & just enough light for the step that we are on. I'm refusing to let fear creep in & control me because I know who holds each day in His hand. I'm very tried so I am signing off. I will be back with news as  soon as I know anything. Thank you for continuing to pray. I love you.<br />Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-3290491026614848572011-05-25T17:45:00.001-07:002011-11-20T13:50:26.405-08:00He whispered...<img height="240" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-VNxg6sHl2t8/Td2ltmG_lVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/SQWRD_1cESE/He%252520whispered..._img_1.jpg" width="320" /><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-VNxg6sHl2t8/Td2ltmG_lVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/SQWRD_1cESE/He%252520whispered..._img_1.jpg"><span style="color: #00eeff;"><b></b></span></a><br />
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<span style="color: #00eeff;"><b>Sitting in his room. All is quiet except for the mat he's sleeping on that massages the blood flow (because he can't move) & his oxygen. He's so helpless. As am I. We are in a new room & off the ICU wing. Such a great sign. They keep emptying his seepage tank. So much blood & bile. They said usually 1 oz in a 12hr period. He's losing an oz an hour & his Dr. is keeping a close eye. Where his tubes enter his ribs is also starting to seep. I can't deal with this in my own strength. I feel the Holy Spirit once again minister & comfort me as I imagine the 2 waring Angels standing guard flanking his bed. Thank you God for your protection & promises. How do non believers get through & not be overtaken?. I am not this strong God. ( I have had this ongoing dialog with Him during this whole time. I am sinking in this abyss that has engulfed me. But in His sweet Spirit sweeps in I am once again reminded... He is not mine... Another thought has also kept company with me for the past few days. You. You are here, praying. Claiming. Believing these things for him. For me. If you only knew. Really knew, the miraculous strength & courage you have bathed me in. I am deeeeeeeeply in love with your precious faithful hearts & simply could not do this without you. I feel the need to caress his precious beautiful head & sooooo I will sign off for now. Will you please continue to pray?. I covet them so.... I'll be back. LA</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #00eeff;"><b>*Please share this udate to those who are praying. xxooo</b></span>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-76965922434937672712011-05-24T21:23:00.001-07:002011-05-24T21:49:05.585-07:00My boy, my baby. Please Lord send your healing touch...<br><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_f-eqqV8n1ks/TdyEPaiSRwI/AAAAAAAAAcY/9Sbl6tAk8MY/My%20boy%2C%20my%20baby.%20Please%20Lord%20send%20your%20healing%20touch..._img_1.jpg"><br /><br>Kalyb isn't really a baby, but he is my baby. I want to run, I want to scream, punch somthing, take him in my arms & take all his pain & fear, anguish. Is ANYONE OUT THERE. I AM SO ANGRY! Full of fear, but not dare admitting that out loud. Not even to myself. Until now.  Kalyb was shot accidentally by his dad. When the gun went off he told his dad he was cold & couldn't feel his legs. For some reason that has been playing over & over in my mind. No parent wants to hear that.  He's been shot in the chest piercing his lungs, kidneys, small intestines & liver.  He is in a Lubbock hospital in critical condition. I am helpless. I sit in the dimly lit hospital room right now listening to the machine, breathing for him. Massaging his legs so he won't get edema, swelling.  GET UP. Get UP Kalyb. Please..... (tears, streaming down my face...) We arn't done. There's so  much I have yet to show you. Share with you. <br><br />He is my first born. My only son. He looks so much like me. Everyone tells us so. I have so much to make up for. Please God. Let me have more time with him. I want to crawl right into this bed with him, stroke his beautiful forehead, tell him evenings going to be ok. It is, right?. It is going to be ok? I hear the whisper of the Holy Spirit now (as I often do), "he's mine Leah". I know. I know he is Lord. Do you trust me with him?. I want to say yes Lord.... So for now, for this very moment in time, I am choosing to believe. To not let go.  Pleeeease, please continue to believe & pray for us. I seeee that you are praying. All over fb. I am overflowing with thankfulness & utter amazment @ your faithfulness. Plese, don't stop. I am so weak. But knowing you are praying helps me to believe... I couldn't. love.you .more. LA<br />Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-27584879664678908012011-03-29T19:26:00.001-07:002011-03-29T20:13:17.027-07:00Blundering through Bad news...<br>Blink blinkblinkkkk... Thats what the cursor is doing. While I try & formulate my thoughts. Please be patient while I sort through all of this... What would be the worst news that you could possibly get about your parent. Divorce? Maybe an adulterous affair? Selling your childhood home, & moving? ... I think what I have heard today trumps alllll. <br><br />My. Mother. Has. ( very aggressive colon) C. A. N. C. E .r. <br><br />Yes. cancercancercancer... As I write this, I'm acutely aware of the tightening in my chest. The shallow breathing I seem to be now only capable of... My mind is a blaze of thoughts of years past. Anger from my childhood for a mother who wasn't what we needed. Brokenness. All lay like pieces of a shattered mirror. She has suffered for years in an abusive relationship. Her body is still suffering for it. Drug addiction, healed. By the grace of God. Last year surrendered her life to the healing resurrected power of the Almighty Christ. & now cancer??? The pain I feel is palpable...  My head is chalk full of wisdom, hope, faith that that I would have for you should you ever come to me with this devastation. ( I pray not...)  But right now, I have nothing... I'm on the verge of what surely is a nervous breakdown?. Surely not!. I'm a believer. I've seen mountains MOVE!.  I've seen relationships restored!!<br><br />I know that digging deep is about to be required of me, & right now, I just don't  have it in me. Please, will you pray? I know He is mighty to save... Faithful. & thats all I know. Thank you for reading my rambling... LA<br />Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-76771074036375816422011-03-26T11:49:00.000-07:002011-03-26T20:05:54.922-07:00A Change...<br><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3jMQr_DkA3kiNoCMjr3lZLYRPcrEuvC7B6xXmRxeLtM7BYOhqFZ1uPv3RSW-StzfuqbUOTk2RhRmSLDrwbqOHK6iPvJoSeIQcgLw9fRd6JZnExO5hWktwz1xHtISPSyisP2xZQinmY1g/s320/625.jpg"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3jMQr_DkA3kiNoCMjr3lZLYRPcrEuvC7B6xXmRxeLtM7BYOhqFZ1uPv3RSW-StzfuqbUOTk2RhRmSLDrwbqOHK6iPvJoSeIQcgLw9fRd6JZnExO5hWktwz1xHtISPSyisP2xZQinmY1g/s1600/625.jpg"></a><br /><br><b><i>Hi Dolls! As I was cruising around all of the changes Blogger has made recently I decided to try this on for size. Not sure what I think yet... </i></b><br><br /><b><i>On to other business, how in the world is it already nearing the end of March? Wow, Easter is right around the corner!. I joked the other day on FB about having the girls & I wear matching dresses & Chris matching Polo. At first it sounded lame, but the more and more I was challenged the more I warmed up to the idea. (however, getting 3 fashionistas to agree is a totally different story, so we shall see ;) </i></b><br><br /><b><i>Soooo much happening here in Allentown. We recently got the twins a car. Its a cute little red 4 door STANDARD!! I emphasise the word " standard" because its become somewhat of a challenge to get driving time in, its taking somewhat longer to master the clutch (as many of you stick drivers realize!) It ain't for sissies, & we have 2 trying to learn it at the same time. God help us! I joke I joke. I actually first learned to drive a standard & still love it to this day. Once you master that you can drive a wimpy old Automatic with ease!! (or at least that's what I'm telling them!! :) </i></b><br><br /><b><i>We are also rounding the last leg of shcool before summer & here in the Allen home we get what I refer to as "shortimers fever", then have to sprint the last leg because there has been so much dilly dallying. (we do Virtual Academy, & thankfully, those teachers don't mess around!). </i></b><br><br /><b><i>There's already talk of Prom, lil P's 3 week annual trek to Michigan, Summer Vacations & Church Camp. (once again on the Beach, who wouldn't already be longing for that I ask you??!) So I've got to keep the girls moving along. But what keeps me moving along? Hmm, if I'm being honest, I really haven't thought about it?. I guess I would have to say... Prob that I want them to do well , have grades that will catapult them into College with ease & then into Fantastic Vocations... ( doesn't every mother want this? :0/ ). On we march for the A!! ( OK, B maybe -?? I'm just being realistic! ;)</i></b><br><br /><b><i>Speaking of prom, the girls (who got home from working a 5th & 6th grade lock in this morning at 8 am) have friends coming over to do a trial run for prom hair, which is in 3 weeks but its been all they have talked about for 2 months... Is this normal??) & ding dong, I hear the door bell, so I guess they have arrived!. </i></b><br><br /><b><i>I remind myself allot lately about how much I'm going to miss this time in our lives. I know I will. I was born to be a mom, but I really stunk at it early on. ( before I knew Jesus quite truly...) I was selfish, self centered, self seeking & ill equip to handle their needs & felt like I was robbed of having my time in the sun. The lies satan tell, &we believe!. It makes me sad that I didn't give them the very best start that I could have , should have. So, I spend allot of time thinking about what I needed from my mom when I was that age ( that she wasn't very good at giving to me, & I'll be danged if I'm not going to work and Pray my butt off to change that so that the next little Allen- McMinn youngins are headed in the right direction that much sooner.)</i></b><br><br /><b><i>You cant undo the past but you can take your lumps, dig really deep, deeper than I ever knew I had in me, & let your love for them inspire you to heal the past & move foreword, letting God do the work. Don't think that I don't say to my God " what do I do here Lord? I don't have the answers!!!" (because, I very rarely do). So, I just cling to the promises & move foreword doing the very best that I can. Somehow, because of HIS faithfulness, that's enough. God is faithful. Faithful beyond human faithfulness -He is Mighty to Save. Without that little Gem, I couldn't walk through any of this. So YAY that my girls that get the benefit of a mom saved by grace, face down, daily walking with the Lord of Lords , convicted of a dark heart, seeking to do battle with a very -real -enemy , on their behalf!! Woootwooot!!! </i></b><br><br /><b><i>Hmmm, I can hear them in their right now talking about up do's & hair clips. I wonder if I can sneak in and snap some during & afters?? </i></b><br><br /><b><i>Stay tuned, If I do get to, I'll post them on Twitter!! :) ( you can add me , the info is on my side bar :) </i></b><br><br /><b><i>Thanks for stopping over, I would love to hear your thoughts, please don't leave without at least saying hi!! LYLAS/B ♥ LA </i></b><br />Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-31053968756369254812011-01-09T19:19:00.000-08:002011-03-27T17:30:37.469-07:00No. Matter What<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong>I’m running back to Your promises <em><span style="font-size: 130%;">one more time</span></em>, Lord that’s <em>all</em> I can hold on to, I gotta say this has taken me, by surprise, but nothing surprises you. Before a heartache, can ever touch my life, it has to go through Your hands, and even though I, keep asking why, <em><span style="font-size: 130%;">I keep asking why</span></em>...No matter what, I’m gonna <span style="font-size: 180%;">love</span> You, no matter what I’m gonna need You, I know that You can find a way to keep me from the pain <span style="font-size: 130%;">but if <em>not</em></span>,if not, I’ll trust you, no matter what, no matter what... When I’m stuck in this nothing-ness by myself, I’m just sitting in silence, there’s no way I can make it without Your help, <em><span style="font-size: 180%;">I wont even try</span></em> it. I know you have your reasons for everything, so I will <em>keep</em> believing, whatever I might be feeling, God you are my hope, and you'll be my strength... No matter what, I’m gonna love You, no matter what I’m gonna need You, I know that You can find a way to <em>keep me from the pain</em> but if not, if not, I’ll trust you, no matter what, <span style="font-size: 130%;">no <em>matter what</em></span>. Anything I don’t have You can give it to me, but it’s ok if You don’t, I’m not here for those things, <em><span style="font-size: 180%;">the touch of Your love is enough</span></em> on its own, no matter what I still love You and I’m gonna need You No matter what I’m gonna love you, no matter what I’m gonna need you, I know that <em><span style="font-size: 130%;">You can find a way to keep me from the pai</span></em>n but if not, if not, <em><span style="font-size: 130%;">I’ll trust You</span></em>, I know that You can find a way to keep me from the pain, but if not, if not, I’ll trust you,<span style="font-size: 180%;"> <em><span style="font-family: times new roman;">no matter what no matter what no matter</span></em></span> no matter what...</strong></span>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-90446336985495627182011-01-08T12:19:00.000-08:002011-01-09T14:56:44.013-08:00A ride...<span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">I took a stroll through my side bar last night and was <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">saddened</span> to see that so many others had also <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">either</span> closed their blogs or had taken up to a years hiatus. Its funny that when you start out on the blog journey its really a choice that you make to make public all of your family stuff. The good times, heart breaks, challenges, victories, and often times the <span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"><em>dark</em></span> parts of you that your struggling with . You think that sharing might help someone going through rough times. Maybe minister to them, give them hope. I thought I could be that, do that, share that, but what I found was that during a very difficult time in my life, the things I was sharing here were being used <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">against</span> me, used to hurt me. So this blog became a source of pain and anger for me instead of what it was meant to be, a place to share my heart and life with friends and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">loved ones</span>. I started to wonder what had taken place in my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">bloggy</span></span> friends lives that would have them not <span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc6600;">returning to their blog</span>. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Obviously</span> they had attempted to do the same thing I had with hope for it and an expectancy of what it would be to them. The person that caused me so much pain is still around. In fact, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">hasn't</span> changed one bit except has seemingly gotten <span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><em>even</em></span> better at not being very Christlike and has moved on to continue to hurt and take advantage of other people (whom I pray have a close enough relationship with the Lord to learn the lesson I had to learn, way before I did). Which brings me to my long winded point. One very valuable <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">lesson</span> that Ive learned is while " I <span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"><em>walk</em></span> through the valley of the s<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">hadow</span></span> of death" what does God promise us? That it will be easy, nope. That we can get revenge on that person? No. For me it is that although I<span style="color:#66cccc;"> allowed</span> what was going on to deeply hurt me (and cause me to for quite a while to kick scream wallow and get very depressed) He. never. left. me. His promises were and are true (<strong><em>despite my circumstances</em></strong>) and that if I<em><span style="color:#ff6666;"><strong> <span style="color:#6633ff;">can</span></strong></span></em> just believe Him through these trials He promises to refine me, make me into what I was created to be and bless me for my <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">obedience!!</span>. ( although He does also promise that He will [defend] me, [<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">protect</span>] me and be the final judge for all things done good or bad, but thinking about those things will keep you in bondage to that situation. You must forgive to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">truly</span> be set free!) . Whew. He must really think <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">something ( and He does you too!!).</span> And <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">because</span> He does, it has given me the <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;">courage</span> and <span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"><em>strength</em></span> to rise above the ashes and once again set claim to the things <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">satan</span></span> tried to steal from me, one of which is the joy this blog and all of its <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">attributes</span> brought me. (&<em><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">You</span></strong></em> dear friend are one of those <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">attributes)</span>. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> sure you are prob wondering why in the world <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> being so candid here once more after just having shared all that with you. Well, honestly right now at this moment <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> really not sure except to say, I know <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">this</span> life is a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">journey, a</span><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">nd</span> Ive given this <span style="font-size:78%;">little</span> bump in the road WAY to much of my time and energy. <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I'm</span> ready to get on down the road. <span style="color:#cc33cc;"><strong>Wanna take a ride</strong></span>?? </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;">Till next time (very soon, I <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">gatta</span> lot to say ;) </span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error">LYLAS</span>/B ♥LA</span>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-88837074696847616602011-01-07T22:27:00.000-08:002011-01-07T22:50:59.177-08:00I will fear no evil, for thou art with me...Here I am ya'll, & only by Gods grace & mercy!! . So much going on in our 4 walls. But, I'll start here. Boy, have I missed you! So often have I thought about my bloggy girlfriendz & your precious hearts. I have been asked often, especially lately, about when I would return to the blogesphere? My answer was always, when I felt a peace about sharing my heart again. I as so many of you, have had such a season of sifting & I needed this time with my family & the Lord to regain what was slowly being eaten away by not focusing on what God was calling me to. Now, I am clinging to the promises & believing His best for the incredible adventure that He has called me to. I hope you'll join me once again on this precious jorurney, it just wouldn't be the same withoutcha!! I'll be back to dig in & share more aftera much needed date night,LYLAS/B!Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-63984015270669821882010-04-26T12:42:00.000-07:002010-04-26T13:47:46.872-07:00ummm, may be dead by friday...<span style="color:#993399;"><em><span style="font-size:130%;">*& thats if I stall!!... </span><br /></em></span><span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;">Ok, sit right back & let me share with you just how & why I am in this perdiciment... <em>It is NOT however my fault</em>, I'll just go on and get that right out of the way!!.<br />Soooo, I have this children's boutique saved in my ebay fav's ( yep, you know right where I'm headed) today I get this email reminding me of how fabulous & thrifty their adorable <em>"Couture</em>" clothing line is. <em>"Ok ", I say to myelf, "I'm just going to take a look & see what they have that's new"</em>, then I hear myself say, right out LOUD <em>" & lil P is 8 years old, & pretty soon I won't be able to dress her in these pretty frilly clothes any more"</em> ... Oh- No- I- shouldn't- Have, <em>that my dear friends, was my downfall</em>... Before I knew it somthing came over me & I'm knuckle deep in "<em>Buy it Now's", & "Is that your final bid</em>"?... Enter, Enter , Enter~ then I remember that my other daughter dropped her blackberry yesterday. "Well", (I say to myself) <em>"We certainly don't want to have to replace her $100,000 dollar phone DO WE?</em> & besides, that's not really fair for P to get somthing & not her". So, off I go on another search...<em> WHAMO</em>~ I'm now the proud winner of the cutest lil Leopard Bling case!!At that point I've got to go & get my a big ole Un~Sweet Tea (because by this time I am just plain parched & wore nearly plum out!) & think, "You know, if I can get free shipping & find me a case from that same seller"... Well, you guessed it!!. A proud owner of a super cute blingged- out Palm Pre Case to boot!! Seriously cute, you should see it!! Then............... it hits me & I can see Big Daddy's face.. DBLE GULP.... Here I sit, finger sore & sweat beading on my foreghead, the excitment fading &, I get the "Summary Purchasing Email" on my Palm... Now, Im in strategy mode... Well, it's just got to be this diet. Doesn't he know that I havn't had sugar in 2 WEEKS??? I bet he couldn't nearly starve & get an email like that just taunting him & not atleast go & see what all the fuss was about, after all <em>I'm weak</em>!! Well, if he thinks he's going to act like that & get away with it, he's got another think comming (meanwhile, he doesn't even have a clue about any of this~ Hey, don't you <strong>dare</strong> judge me, didn't you just read that I havn't had a lick of sugar in over 2 WEEKS & frankly if you arnt going to help me, then until you are ready to appoligize, I frankly have nothing else to say.......................... Oh yeah except, I'm open for any & most all suggestions... ;) I better get going before He comes home. Heyyyyy, maybe if I get back on & get him somthing too. What was the name of that cell case place... Or, he does have a golf bag that I'm just certain would love to have another.................................................................................................</span> LYLAS LAMc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-37093181731939197082010-04-19T21:56:00.000-07:002010-04-19T21:59:14.796-07:00Serious Thankfulosity!! ;)<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVwBaBqzxR_pu8mA32j4SVTXSRtj_ggMQJMrxknPv870HswO1n7hHECO-lCvj2vzYBHAd6qx6xXvBqqnACAOpXbOediOOUqaFZxzmuX-HeDCIfYTEPhzJIg1gVWirGVAfiG-pAh9JFQP8/s1600/CIMG0427-754797.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVwBaBqzxR_pu8mA32j4SVTXSRtj_ggMQJMrxknPv870HswO1n7hHECO-lCvj2vzYBHAd6qx6xXvBqqnACAOpXbOediOOUqaFZxzmuX-HeDCIfYTEPhzJIg1gVWirGVAfiG-pAh9JFQP8/s320/CIMG0427-754797.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462079799773354178" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;">A lil backround... That guy right there (in the middle of those beautiful precious girlz) is my Dad. And for over 30 years I really didn't know him. Then about 4 years ago he contacted me & told me he had given his life to Jesus & asked if I'd be open to seeing him to talk about things. I. Was. Blown. Away!!. This guy was, well lets just say "the furthest person from a relationship w/ God" in my opinion. A total loss to me... But God knew, & reached into the darkness to reach my dad & totally transformed his life! <br> Since that time he & I talk regularly & now my 4 babies have a grandad that loves the Lord!! Woooot! <br> If there's somone in your life that you have written off, or that you have unforgivness for, God has a plan. He knows your heart. His plans to bless you & he wants to reconcile the lost to Himself & your loved ones to you- don't give up believing Him for them! I've got plenty more loved ones on my "hit list" & when I feel discouraged or like it's just to impossble, I look @ this pic & thank God for the new legacy my girls will be a part of!. I never could have even dreamed this big!! In the famous lyrics of Steve Perry"Dont Stop, Believin"!! LYLAS • LA<br><br></span><span id="signature"><div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;color: #999999;">Leah Allen<br> --Sent from my Palm Pre *Which totally Rocks! </div><br></span> Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-88596729506555309392010-04-13T23:08:00.000-07:002010-04-13T23:09:02.538-07:00What the Hizeck Wednesday?!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU8XxqyUKsbeYsoYURgxvHmdcCA4D3yL5GxcMgFAh2eBG1BjFu290hgqvXLTRRJzaV1bwRyhG_OhJzVENygToOKp3dTStecG5BSss15CkfDhkvqaOhmeRgQD4vUQgkgdScVKPV2d7uJ7I/s1600/CIMG1133-742539.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU8XxqyUKsbeYsoYURgxvHmdcCA4D3yL5GxcMgFAh2eBG1BjFu290hgqvXLTRRJzaV1bwRyhG_OhJzVENygToOKp3dTStecG5BSss15CkfDhkvqaOhmeRgQD4vUQgkgdScVKPV2d7uJ7I/s320/CIMG1133-742539.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459871277718690946" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;">So, this precious lil girl @ church told me (very excitedly) that I remind her of Rain.bow.bright!!!........Rethinking the haur ya'll!!!...<br><br></span><span id="signature"><div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;color: #999999;">Leah Allen<br> --Sent from my Palm Pre *Which totally Rocks! </div><br></span> Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-10397658345285342432010-04-05T11:36:00.001-07:002010-04-05T11:59:24.815-07:00Not me Monday...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2xHl_mZ4MuPSO7SbNndiiO7GELBi1IzUKMzJ4n-skBHolT68vJQNZrwFxeGwP3Q57yY00-qy_sabynhTRhByADNc3zV7dhYBKtL7g-ex_0gez_T-M5PM5sexcJ3oLrgkPOVfvBnt4uHM/s1600/CIMG1063-708201.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456724202533076002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2xHl_mZ4MuPSO7SbNndiiO7GELBi1IzUKMzJ4n-skBHolT68vJQNZrwFxeGwP3Q57yY00-qy_sabynhTRhByADNc3zV7dhYBKtL7g-ex_0gez_T-M5PM5sexcJ3oLrgkPOVfvBnt4uHM/s320/CIMG1063-708201.jpg" /></a></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I did NOT go to an Eggstravaganza on Saturday & not wear sunblock- nope, that would just be silly!!<br />I also did NOT not put sunscreen on lil P... :( </span></p><p><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I did NOT overeat @ lunch & vow to never eat again, ughh! </span></p><p><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I was NOT tempted to push one of the girls in the pond by our home today as they were leaning over looking @ turtles! Nope, now that would just be down rite mean! </span></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">We are NOT heading out in a bit to see "How to Train your Dragon" on a school day, no we are not... ;)<br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">I did not sit & think about how in the world I can eak out a trip again this year to fly home (Florida) & lay on the beach w/ my bestie... & Ahhh, I'm NOT dreaming of it now...<br />So, what did you NOT do today? ;)<br />For other </span><a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/2009/01/not-me-monday_26.html"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;">Not Me Mondays</span></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"> head on over to My Charming Kids and see what everyone else didn't do ;) </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">LYLAS LA<br /></span></p></span><span id="signature"><div style="FONT-FAMILY: arial, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 12px">Leah Allen<br />--Sent from my Palm Pre</div><br /></span>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-52035342808215559582010-03-29T13:51:00.000-07:002010-03-29T16:00:00.315-07:00What is it really??<span style="color:#006600;"><strong>Oh, Yay, we are going to talk about "Forgivness".~ DO NOT HIT THE BIG RED <span style="color:#cc0000;">X</span> IN THE TOP RIGHT CORNER, <em>I seeeeeee YOU</em>!! ;) **Well, maybe more about my struggle with it( among other things). The Bible speaks forgivness & I'm preeeetty certain that everyone reading this has someone (s) in their life that they can think of right now that they know they need to forgive?!. (Im not judging) . The good Book says that we are to turn our cheek 7x70 times. Also, that our Heavenly Father will judge us the same way we judge others, and so on and on... And, here's the rub~ we are all called to forgive, despite the other persons deservidness. Good stuff right!!... Well, I have this problem. I am given opportunities <em><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">often</span></em> to overcome this little issue that I struggle with and often I fail at. Its called "Justice".<em><span style="color:#996633;">I .Want. Justice</span></em>. When someone wrongs me, I want justice. If you are my friend, and you get wronged, yep. I want justice for <em><span style="color:#cc9933;">you</span></em>... Well, <em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">justice,mercy & forgivness</span></em> dont really go hand in hand... If Im waiting for them to pay for what they have done~ for the truth to be revealed~ for them to be held responsible, then I am not <span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"><em>walking</em></span> in forgivness. The problem with me not being able to accept them<em> not</em> paying the piper seems to be a running theme in my life ( hence the "<em> I keep getting opportunities to overcome</em>") is because the Lord <span style="color:#3366ff;"><em>continues </em></span>to allow me to be in situations where things happen and I'm the one that has to have all the yucky poop squeezed out of me. (stuff that I know He wants me free'd from because it isnt Christ like. But, what about them Lord?. Why do they continue to be allowed to do wrong; lie, cheat, decieve, portray themselves as somthing that is soooo ovbious to me & seemingly <em><span style="color:#ff9900;">only</span></em> me) that they are NOT, "yet noone else can see it" type stuff.. This is all really ugly. Im not proud of it. It makes me deal with things that I dont want to think are even inside my heart. But if it wernt in there, I wouldnt do, feel or think them, right? </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>In the past I could pray & have a peace knowing , one way or another, that I would be <em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;">delivered</span></em>, God would be <span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"><em>glorified </em></span>& also show me the way to handle it. Now, I am in a season of raising my 3 teens & their younger sister & for whatever reason, just can't find it in me... </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>The older 3 girls's pop ( I dont call him their dad, he isnt. A dad sends birthday cards, is dependable, calls on special occasions even when he is 2000 miles away, makes you a priority. My husband is the one that holds them , loves them, talk & prays with them. When they have had a bad day he's the go to guy & deals with all the emotional teen girl drama along side me~ thats a dad... See, I told you..)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>I digress, Im finding more & more in the season of life that I'm in there just seems to be quite a bit of yuckyness<em><span style="font-size:180%;"> in</span></em> me. I think that I am just in such as state of constant stress that all of my emotions are right at the top, just<em> under</em> the surface. I'm just not dealing with things very well. How do people do it? How do people have a functioning, normal life, a thriving marriage, dedicate time to friends & other family, all the while managing to raise teens?? It is so far beyond me. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>The reason I mention all of this is because prior to the past 3 years, I feel like I cared more about things. I was way more patient. I would have considered things before I just said no. I was more gentle and loving. I feel like she's gone? ( I'm praying she isn't, I really liked her so very much more. I know my husband did too, & I grieve for her return.)</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>Which brings me back to forgivness. Because I am feeling like Im in a fight for my life every single day here at home, when something else happens that adds to my daily stress, I dont seem to have the capacity to even deal. I just have a "not very nice thought" and simply move on. Wheres the freedom in that? Where are the <em><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#000066;">years</span></em> I have spent seeking God? The<span style="color:#000066;"> <em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;">peace</span></em></span> that I had before this season in my life when I could just lay it down? The time I put in growing should account for something, right? Is anyone tracking with me, or am I insane?...</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong><em><span style="color:#660000;">For instance:</span></em> In the past with the girls pop, I knew he wasnt in a good place & I would give him<em> <span style="font-size:180%;">so</span></em> much grace. I would oftentimes tell the girls about how difficult his life is & how his choices have led to the place he finds himself in now, that they needed to pray for him & offer him forgivness. I would<span style="color:#ffcc00;"> <em>infuse</em></span> hope into all conversations about him. Now, I just almost snarl. Its been 10 + years and he hasnt changes a bit. He hasn't really ever helped support them & my hubz hasn't ever held the slightest grudge. He feels like they are his and he will do whats necessary to provide. He says "God is our provider , & thats that..." I have always agreed, until recently. I can't hardly even stomach the whole thing anymore. I know it isn't<em><span style="color:#33ff33;"> </span><span style="color:#000066;">Christlike</span></em>. I just can't deal with it & I feel like I just can't pretend anymore. So, I just sit quietly <em><span style="color:#000066;">instead</span></em> of trying to defend him to them. Thats just one example of my new & un~improved attitude. Im bringing this into the light because I need <em><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc9933;">help</span></em>. I want<em><span style="color:#663366;"> freedom</span></em>. I also want to know if I am alone alone in this or if this is truly just a <em><span style="font-size:180%;">season</span></em> that I'm in. (I have also wondered lately if its pre menapause? Maybe I need anti depressants? Eather way, its bondage & I. want. freedom).</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>Thanks for reading peeps. I feel like I don't even want to share this now after reading it, but I'm going to. I need advice, & where better to get it than from all of you, ladies who eather; are that mom too, have had that mom, been that mom, had this struggle, or know somone who did/does... </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><strong>Sorry so <em><span style="color:#ffcc00;">serious</span></em> girlz. I know you prob came here maybe needing a laugh, to look at some cute pics, or read somthing lite hearted, but today~ this is where I'm at & hopfully not for long ;) </strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#006600;">Ok, off to visit you now, make me laugh ladies!! ;) JK, Maybe you've got stuff going on, & if so, I'm your girl. I would love to pray for you or offer any advice. (I know given my prior confession you might be prone not to want to share, but I'm great at helping you, just not so good at helping me... ;) </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#006600;">LYLAS LA</span></strong>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-48994393443763567422010-03-27T21:13:00.000-07:002010-03-27T21:19:19.521-07:00Now I know why!!!Im not really sure how to to do this so I hope it works, soooo funny!!! <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7q2wD6HHdUY">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7q2wD6HHdUY</a><br />LYLAS LAMc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-15725918383945516602010-03-22T15:47:00.000-07:002010-03-22T15:48:39.867-07:00It Just Happened.<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcz_Xa5ugifBivBd4k68PgI4x_oCvmTdjv44mAJYVal3cxc_LdehSeWSdb8j3BXKTBLoa-vdePRhxM1lsVhip2oBZvWFQP7a59eLOafAw_1z6aRopsEFdZv6jNswjM8ObRNjXF4EZjCb8/s1600-h/CIMG0936-719868.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcz_Xa5ugifBivBd4k68PgI4x_oCvmTdjv44mAJYVal3cxc_LdehSeWSdb8j3BXKTBLoa-vdePRhxM1lsVhip2oBZvWFQP7a59eLOafAw_1z6aRopsEFdZv6jNswjM8ObRNjXF4EZjCb8/s320/CIMG0936-719868.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451593915853893394" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisUKXQ8vmetzCq6KPPLgYS_G55YsEkwYtaHDG5jw2S5az2p2ryf45SkaUBWscwpo_4YIozvQzWnqLlA0rVfzDiKG-fF1loBtyaketcNN7xsZyqJz-MbWvfoqhqd7__m6y8UPabcsa7NU/s1600-h/CIMG1209-723036.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiisUKXQ8vmetzCq6KPPLgYS_G55YsEkwYtaHDG5jw2S5az2p2ryf45SkaUBWscwpo_4YIozvQzWnqLlA0rVfzDiKG-fF1loBtyaketcNN7xsZyqJz-MbWvfoqhqd7__m6y8UPabcsa7NU/s320/CIMG1209-723036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451593928708728818" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;">I just had to have a talk w/ my 8 year old about how un nice she is to her older sister's. (especially her & the cute one in the middle up there) I talked to her about what it will be like once they are all gone & how it hurts me to see them treat one another so poorly. Punk (oldest on the rt) is a junior, so 1 1/2 more years is about all we have w/ her here & Shorty & Pooh are twins & freshmen, so 3 yrs w/ them- it will be gone in a flash. How in the world did we get here so fast? It. just happened!... I was 14 yrs older than my lil sis & wanted a sister for yeeeears before she came along. We were to far apart in age & when I left home she was 3 so we never really had much of a relationship. I reminded lil P of that & told her how special "sisters" are & about how she'll miss them & wish she could have these years back. -he teared up & made a commitment to try & do better.I don't know if it did any good & if so, for how long but I could see that she hadn't really thought about how her attitude effects them or that she's not been very easy to share a room with. I called Shorty in & had them hug & talk it out. Uncomfortable for them? - Uh hu!! Necessary, yup!. As they left my room I have to admit that I was somwhat doubting that the truce would last for long (they are both type A & lil firecrackers!) I know that they may have to be reminded from time to time, & that's ok. I just want them to realize how special it is to have 3 sisters & how truly blessed they are. Just now I heard lil P ask if Shorty wanted to get a snack & then say " I love you..." Hmmm, & I didn't even have to threaten.. It just happened!! <br>I'm gonna go see if I can get in on that snack! I hope you have a Teriffic Tuesday! LYLAS LA<br><br></span><span id="signature"><div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;color: #999999;">Leah Allen<br> --Sent from my Palm Pre</div><br></span> Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-72375582780519483472010-03-18T20:36:00.001-07:002010-03-18T20:36:28.902-07:00Teen Miles?<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4jT25jJNSHQrrpLis0LOJ9ilSkO73hDUarfqRxnyp0yRfR441th5KxXF2eIglu1DNNUQZ_VZRCXfe6kP0hgTvSwFGFAzrk9pbm102sazyhyp1YqgIhUXL2_QXr_UsYdjdDViZi0Md7s/s1600-h/CIMG0590-788903.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm4jT25jJNSHQrrpLis0LOJ9ilSkO73hDUarfqRxnyp0yRfR441th5KxXF2eIglu1DNNUQZ_VZRCXfe6kP0hgTvSwFGFAzrk9pbm102sazyhyp1YqgIhUXL2_QXr_UsYdjdDViZi0Md7s/s320/CIMG0590-788903.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450183747628169426" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;">Hi. I'm Leah & I've recently discovered that I'm an age aholic... Ok, let me explain. My father in law made a comment to me when we were there for Christ mas about how we have all aged. He said (paraphrasing here) that I can't deny that even I'm looking quite older since my wedding (in 03). I can't stop thinking about it.<br>Shortly after that I heard someone say that the "teen years" raising your children will put 20 (years) on your face. OMGAW!!!! It's seriously happening to me right before my eyes!! (or right around my eyes! ) Since hearing that lil life changing statement I have noticed tons of lines!. Crows feet, stress highway right between my eyebrows & now - laugh lines too!! I'm to young (39) to look this dang old!. So I am on a mission to find any reversing agents allowed by law. (ok, maybe even illegal!) :o" So in my quest to look my age (what? 39ish is YOUNG PEOPLE!) I'm asking for any (Tested, Tried & True) products that you might have used to keep your youthfulness (just please no Yak Urine or anything of it kind!!) Any & all - ok, most any & some suggestions will be tested by yours truly (& any of you that wish to join me :) for the alloted time & then I will report back w/ said results!! So, whatcha know of?? Yes, you back there w/ the glowing, very youthful complexion!! :) lylas LA <br></span><span id="signature"><div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;color: #999999;">Leah Allen<br> --Sent from my Palm Pre</div><br></span> Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com29tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-90748608527878776992010-03-17T17:40:00.000-07:002010-03-17T18:50:23.806-07:00No~Stinkin~Way!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLW0RlqGLf4l8u-lXYoCkoM5ZHzk7K4T0LIcet6LYqYSqCx5sbOlb-4EQVYeBs4YLZeGzjZRtW_Mqy3525DUHOrcvuerOCfsOb4HkD9uFHctLdcUG_5df5caKoUacKUBIn0HDXXmQ7UgM/s1600-h/sandra-bullock-jesse-james-oscar.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449774147430817602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLW0RlqGLf4l8u-lXYoCkoM5ZHzk7K4T0LIcet6LYqYSqCx5sbOlb-4EQVYeBs4YLZeGzjZRtW_Mqy3525DUHOrcvuerOCfsOb4HkD9uFHctLdcUG_5df5caKoUacKUBIn0HDXXmQ7UgM/s320/sandra-bullock-jesse-james-oscar.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><div><div><div><div><span style="color:#333399;"><strong>You guys... You are NOT going to believe this!!!. In Touch Mag is reporting that Jesse James is cheating on Sandra Bullock!! They say that he had an affair with tattoo model Michelle McGee while she was filming "The Blind Side" in Texas. Sandra and Jesse have been married now for 5 years & have seemed to be a very happy couple. James has been to all of the awards shows this year to support her for the all the nominations and awards she has won for The Blind Side. Did you guys see when she won the Oscar and James was seen in the audience with tears in his eyes?. She has even referred to her him as “having my back”.<br /><br />Michelle McGee is telling InTouch magazine that she was having an affair with Jesse while Sandra was filming The Blind Side saying “We ended up on the couch,” “He wanted to watch movies, but I asked him, ‘What’s going on with you and Sandra?’ He said, ‘She doesn’t live here. She has a house in Austin. She is filming, and I can’t talk about it.”<br /></strong></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSzeKLb66ZsGR5b2bv6gO0X1UWF9R5bL4wCxJR2u4NUS6XaLIUCoKrgs5ekRtMtdO0hCPfbIX62Xe5S4_EwccnIdyr8TSc0mFTZIeWpZZdsTAQcIB3sI1Rm_3gKjtgqrgI-voPtG7mnuU/s1600-h/MICHELLE-BOMBSHELL-MCGEE-PHOTO-PICTURE.jpg"><span style="color:#333399;"><strong><img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449773870258473986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSzeKLb66ZsGR5b2bv6gO0X1UWF9R5bL4wCxJR2u4NUS6XaLIUCoKrgs5ekRtMtdO0hCPfbIX62Xe5S4_EwccnIdyr8TSc0mFTZIeWpZZdsTAQcIB3sI1Rm_3gKjtgqrgI-voPtG7mnuU/s320/MICHELLE-BOMBSHELL-MCGEE-PHOTO-PICTURE.jpg" /></strong></span></a><span style="color:#333399;"><strong><br /><br /></strong></span><div><span style="color:#333399;"><strong>McGee claims that she had a 5 week affair about 2 times a week with Jesse James. Just because she says it does not make it true, but having Sandra Bullock pull out of the movie premier in London makes me wonder if there is truth to this story. It would be a shame if in the best year of her career, her marriage to the man she is head over heels in love with falls apart... Well, I for one really don't know what to think. I truly thought/ think they are that 1% in Hollywood that will last. I have so much respect for her and I truly hope this is all just part of an evil pan to destroy all Great Marriages in Show biz. Thats what Im gonna believe until I hear otherwise. JUST PLAIN SAD... PS. I dont usually ever talk about this kind of stuff, but I feel like I know them. Ive watched her movies for ever and have watched Jesse on his various TV programs for years . We have seen him go through alot of family trials & a divorce all while trying to protect his babies. For some reason, this just really shocked me... </strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffff00;"><strong>LYLAS xoxo LA</strong></span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-85084441581935086422010-03-15T18:46:00.000-07:002010-03-15T18:48:20.833-07:00To Big For Her Britches!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyvXVNe5K7NwJLU2tHwZl8lXjLgPC67R6YH-249qoUy99qh7Egu4bUo0p8EvDmfuURH9kyZiy09FLCkSQ5c1iOWHzJPelXkU2JaJ1uajuPOubjRkO7QikqmFJ3gqrxJ2OCfRb843vnErk/s1600-h/CIMG0941-700833.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyvXVNe5K7NwJLU2tHwZl8lXjLgPC67R6YH-249qoUy99qh7Egu4bUo0p8EvDmfuURH9kyZiy09FLCkSQ5c1iOWHzJPelXkU2JaJ1uajuPOubjRkO7QikqmFJ3gqrxJ2OCfRb843vnErk/s320/CIMG0941-700833.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449042624696167874" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLG9fIoo7p0gy0EsFLaWeHqJqlCZ3my6vBneEhYDjoF3-P4DO9ie-fSmhxNQeeCH66gAFQgIJjkIdnX6T1WcmAAmobI-1XydXMzHXFyrlgwyKx0houZgO_utMT_E4ADA4NjkMu9hVY31Q/s1600-h/CIMG1343-702648.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLG9fIoo7p0gy0EsFLaWeHqJqlCZ3my6vBneEhYDjoF3-P4DO9ie-fSmhxNQeeCH66gAFQgIJjkIdnX6T1WcmAAmobI-1XydXMzHXFyrlgwyKx0houZgO_utMT_E4ADA4NjkMu9hVY31Q/s320/CIMG1343-702648.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449042627944874738" /></a></p><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9MtO7RTa4qMsLIjXMUb_3K_X1xFnVaPJXJQsGfwBvZYdUnlGZV05OKKGJsq066YdhKetoE4YfWcsQLClsug0283yMv86tJM_1_Pf-j-wKYEFyvSFi_SHR4b5YaL9p_NwVCzXCFXU62eg/s1600-h/CIMG0469-704603.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9MtO7RTa4qMsLIjXMUb_3K_X1xFnVaPJXJQsGfwBvZYdUnlGZV05OKKGJsq066YdhKetoE4YfWcsQLClsug0283yMv86tJM_1_Pf-j-wKYEFyvSFi_SHR4b5YaL9p_NwVCzXCFXU62eg/s320/CIMG0469-704603.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449042637647179410" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;">Kait is growing up- to fast! In the last few months she's started dating, 3 weeks ago she got her driving permit, & now has a job that she started on Friday. WOWEE! Mama not ready... I keep trying to remember what I was like @ that age. How boy crazy I was, how much smarter I was than everyone else. How I was never ever going to be like my mom. When they say those things to me it hurts me so deeply, but I remember feeling those same things... ( I just don't think I ever said it to her face!!! I am however trying to encourage honesty! Ugh...) I know now that God purposes this time in our life to help her grow those wings we all dred, & for me to let out more & more net, but boy is it difficult. I'm so proud of her & the woman she's becoming - I just hope I have taught her everything she will need to know to be the person she was born to be. Love you Kait. I believe in you Kait. I'm always always right here for you Kait. Just turn around. <br><br></span><span id="signature"><div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;color: #999999;">Leah Allen<br> --Sent from my Palm Pre</div><br></span> Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-17086418671500299212010-03-09T15:02:00.000-08:002010-03-09T15:35:22.816-08:00Precious Girlz & Fellowshippin...<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 128px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 64px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446778106876665986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkY2yoGJK2DzR5_AZd4lDqOiMDDkEePSdbt6ShoJBUc4tMzu8UkSsewI6rhGOyYJfJwXaJerEEFTZyOXIsfuh-VGBEy58usbNSrPQY-Mr0BFBFq7IH0H7tbzHrrKL6b0rqL1tghVvdDdU/s320/friends.jpg" /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ovKXJEhqhiP2mQew8qhEd_juLhjgEwnR9FS-QGaj8sGcxgr0RvkNmwwGULL98u-i0fhRbIIyxMGdDT9otSdMIWbOXG8tN4VI7Qyo8tp-MCbVQmnfYQAOCP5DWGBhojWeZ5I3mt7JHsM/s1600-h/meandh.bmp"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446778111927456562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ovKXJEhqhiP2mQew8qhEd_juLhjgEwnR9FS-QGaj8sGcxgr0RvkNmwwGULL98u-i0fhRbIIyxMGdDT9otSdMIWbOXG8tN4VI7Qyo8tp-MCbVQmnfYQAOCP5DWGBhojWeZ5I3mt7JHsM/s320/meandh.bmp" /></span></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"> Just look at these faces...<br /></span><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QZqdL7dnhzq8TjyxdbEYKpp1vnfvpTRtbqrDWRkI8NN_IN97k81jR_82HIZtGRbNgnPYtKeCyAlSo7c320deXfRF6iFFUXK-yeBzqtTNWlT2lRUtnXyJ61EetQrxZCr1ceqXHmp5S54/s1600-h/mandh.bmp"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 97px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446778111852757378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QZqdL7dnhzq8TjyxdbEYKpp1vnfvpTRtbqrDWRkI8NN_IN97k81jR_82HIZtGRbNgnPYtKeCyAlSo7c320deXfRF6iFFUXK-yeBzqtTNWlT2lRUtnXyJ61EetQrxZCr1ceqXHmp5S54/s320/mandh.bmp" /></span></a><span style="color:#00cccc;"> Arnt they beautiful?.....<br /><br /></span><div><span style="color:#00cccc;"><br /><br /><br /></span><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn2IQngpNZeRTksqTCRFs6-WeRY_19NhkG5oAPxfpZDhaq3nJlRKZbUC9ZCSb160YMVFUu3YI6eW0IQlm6peXgeyMZmqw9WxLDQUVws94lKeSVJyDAeSYDJ3SwI063p_WWvoxqSZVpdLk/s1600-h/CIMG0935-712492.jpg"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446774502154271250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn2IQngpNZeRTksqTCRFs6-WeRY_19NhkG5oAPxfpZDhaq3nJlRKZbUC9ZCSb160YMVFUu3YI6eW0IQlm6peXgeyMZmqw9WxLDQUVws94lKeSVJyDAeSYDJ3SwI063p_WWvoxqSZVpdLk/s320/CIMG0935-712492.jpg" /></span></a></p><span style="color:#00cccc;">God pours out His love for us in so many different ways...<br /><br /><br /></span><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfCgSTlQinZ5mNRRzbiNmGTu9TqZ5VjFhgEWnTET94Ibayo3YC-384HbdUPLVelQGNQAXD1VA6EPnbf2paqinPfrWD-S3cNHLV3BDftc5RTTiOqrkOX3lH9mJ-7aNT_TGT0joApiOLGqE/s1600-h/CIMG0928-715361.jpg"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446774514414044498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfCgSTlQinZ5mNRRzbiNmGTu9TqZ5VjFhgEWnTET94Ibayo3YC-384HbdUPLVelQGNQAXD1VA6EPnbf2paqinPfrWD-S3cNHLV3BDftc5RTTiOqrkOX3lH9mJ-7aNT_TGT0joApiOLGqE/s320/CIMG0928-715361.jpg" /></span></a></p><span style="color:#00cccc;">Not the least of these are in our "Friendships"....<br /><br /><br /></span><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSCZpvTB2ehfXSDOYjuKjU1qnv5EGFYbm78fev_kGSt5pSsRdK7OU8HAsnX9g03CN29e77rnsI7kReEhTUux8MTOCPzGCM4RPGnt-bRHOEfQ8p4OG_vo0lc2GVeG6J7VxOt95INOm0GI/s1600-h/CIMG0934-717141.jpg"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446774521362892034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsSCZpvTB2ehfXSDOYjuKjU1qnv5EGFYbm78fev_kGSt5pSsRdK7OU8HAsnX9g03CN29e77rnsI7kReEhTUux8MTOCPzGCM4RPGnt-bRHOEfQ8p4OG_vo0lc2GVeG6J7VxOt95INOm0GI/s320/CIMG0934-717141.jpg" /></span></a></p><br /><br /><br /><p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGeucvDJ36F_JYhoo-Z_3QvuWJD3Mn_OWHRb9nuEmffvdoTtnn-AwlFL-Li32XGsUHe9uF9eDoa5sMw7t3rIhJMkeTODt4QgnCQ_wI4k7z8t4yqJisqGoKrZ_AdZ-0vK13EUgvckqsFIM/s1600-h/CIMG0929-719049.jpg"><span style="color:#00cccc;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446774533603173970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGeucvDJ36F_JYhoo-Z_3QvuWJD3Mn_OWHRb9nuEmffvdoTtnn-AwlFL-Li32XGsUHe9uF9eDoa5sMw7t3rIhJMkeTODt4QgnCQ_wI4k7z8t4yqJisqGoKrZ_AdZ-0vK13EUgvckqsFIM/s320/CIMG0929-719049.jpg" /></span></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;"><span style="color:#00cccc;">Isn't girl time good! Last week one of my bestest friends was able to be in town to go to the retreat w/ our church. We all got together & had dinner to love on one another & basically celebrate these friendships. God is teaching me ALOT about boundries & healthy relationships- not an easy lesson... These arn't all of my good friends (& all the pics wernt taken this night). Thankfully, I've got a few & I'm so blessed to have girlz in my life that are going after Gods heart. ( It truly makes all the difference). I want to celebrate all of us "True Blue" girls!! I bet everyone reading this has those friendships in their life~ some may even be kin!. Eather way, Praise the Lord for the love that He is showing you through these precious relationships!! **& to my sweety gf's, I want tell you that I appreaciate you & I'm inspired & blessed by you in so many different ways! I pray for " True Blue girlfriends" for my 4 girls & you & I are who they will model after ;) I pray also that they'll know how to be ones! LYLAS LA</span><br /><br /></span><span id="signature"><br /><br /><br /><div style="FONT-FAMILY: arial, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 12px">Leah Allen<br />-- Sent from my Palm Pre</div></span></div></div>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-37165041446264719212010-03-05T13:35:00.000-08:002010-03-05T15:52:24.687-08:00Please,if not for yourself, do it for others..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpf4_mtS_cT8W3pRUefCnXdj5EqnynAV6j79DDNLSmJA3vrdmhIa3kAnLHSElUfcE6G5XHBxNonU4EZjoh4UQNSLsFhnw_7MApWJZ8TE3jp3aB7PWUrb358HMG-1ExiX6d-WC_Q5mPgvY/s1600-h/wordverification-.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445267371786913506" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpf4_mtS_cT8W3pRUefCnXdj5EqnynAV6j79DDNLSmJA3vrdmhIa3kAnLHSElUfcE6G5XHBxNonU4EZjoh4UQNSLsFhnw_7MApWJZ8TE3jp3aB7PWUrb358HMG-1ExiX6d-WC_Q5mPgvY/s320/wordverification-.png" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;">~First, please go and mute my playlist player, or turn it off on your speaker's, My music rrrreally rox and I want your undevided attention..~ </span></strong></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#6633ff;">Ok, Hi , welcome back!! Now, I want to share with you why it is that I feel strongly that we as a people need to continue using the Character Verification thing. Let me see if I can perhaps persuade every single one of you to put it on your blogs. (and be sure and tell all your friends). I am one of those people who realize that when something happens to me (even tho I'm still only 39) that it is a sign of things that are bound happen to me in the future.. Such as, sometimes when I am drifting off to sleep, I have a tremor (and lately it's not just when I'm drifting, its also starting to happen when I'm just chilaxin reading Twilight for the 11th time ( it had to be said) , or watching TV. All of the sudden my leg, (or arm) will just spasm , very briefly, just slightly. In that moment, I know, this is just further proof that I am having early signs of Parkinson's... I know, it's Ok, they are making major advances in this disease every day, and with a strong support system ( My Lord & Savior, Hubz, and good insurance) I am determined to make it...In my weaker moments I think that it's unfortunate that since I gave my life to the Lord I know I wont be able to throw back a Jack and Coke (or 3) when the time gets nearer, to help ease the pain dontcha know... Well, I prob. wont be able to hold the glass steady enough anyways.. Its perspective...<br />Also, there are times when I cant remember how to spell the word 'The" or remember my own phone # . Just today I was on the phone with the Dr. at the Parkinson's research dept, He wanted my phone # when he was threatening that if I don't stop calling and leaving messages for him about the weird things that are happening to me, (like just now, I'm on the toilet as I'm typing this and my knee just jerked as I leaned over to get the tp ( you totally thought I was going to say as leaned over to wipe , didn't you!? ) and nearly fell of the toilet!! Hold on, I have to write the knee thing down for when I call the Dr @ the Research Center here in a minute, be right back... Ok, back, where was I? Oh yes, I'm sure you'll agree, those are definitely signs that I am due for Alzheimer's to set in at any minute. Which brings me to Character verification. I seek them out. I'm thankful to those of you that, against every ones badgering, pleading, threatening and waging to never return to your blog, that you stay strong and continue to use them. I strongly believe that they might just be what will help to stave off the Alzheimer's, at least for a bit longer. Let me explain. When I pull up someones comment page, and I see it there I type my reply, then I scroll down to it, take one look at it and then try, in one take, to type it out without looking again.. I feel so good when I get it in one take.. Some of those are difficult, like 'cremuhged' how many of you could remember that in one take?? I am building my brain back with the help of this wonderful Character Verification! So I just want to say "thank you" , to all of you that have made this a reality for me!! I also want to encourage you to stand your ground, don't give in to the threats and the nay sayers that say that they arnt going to come back, or that because it takes a extra 30 seconds to leave a reply it makes them shy away from reading your blog's. Waa waa wa, who needs those replies anyways, not us my dear friends, NOT US!! So, wont the rest of you join us in building a stronger future? Its such a tiny way to give back, but the brain you strengthen may just be yours, or maybe even someone you love... Take all the time you need, just remember every tick of the clock may take you closer to a ......... what the heck was I going to say...Wait, No, that wasn't.... well, maybe I'll... aw, forget it .......<br />Till next time, LA</span></strong> </span></div>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-4462559121491477212010-03-03T15:44:00.000-08:002010-03-03T15:45:17.073-08:00The ladies Retreated!!<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb_UkwEOnYdefZ2-Ku-RSunuKcsDxuNNut0D7qrjQ1xgFogtAC4v-DgXII9StyZlfwV0X3g8UF-kuHy6qLnNQ_nkf8VgwwG8ID5cJDrUSvkimmS5n55AHjXXHkuXO92uhs0heWlAnnXc/s1600-h/CIMG1381-717074.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfb_UkwEOnYdefZ2-Ku-RSunuKcsDxuNNut0D7qrjQ1xgFogtAC4v-DgXII9StyZlfwV0X3g8UF-kuHy6qLnNQ_nkf8VgwwG8ID5cJDrUSvkimmS5n55AHjXXHkuXO92uhs0heWlAnnXc/s320/CIMG1381-717074.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444557892063401570" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;">Hullllo peoples! Boy did I have a wonderful time last weekend on the retreat. We had 53ish ladies & I'm telling you, it was so much fun! Our theme was 'Emerge' & that's just what we did. You know how sometimes when you go you know Gods eather going to move in your life, or you are just there to refresh & renew? Well GOD truly moved & soooo many of us were freed from years of bondage!!! ( I'm still reeling from it!). He is so good! Also, the 'weirdest' thing happened!. I was sick for 3 days prior to going & guess what happend?. As soon as I was driving up, I started to feel so much better & I felt great the entire time! (thanks to those that prayed;). As soon as I got home I was sick again! - God healed me for the weekend!!!. HE IS SO worthy of our praise!! This pic is a few of us just after we repelled from 6 stories on a zipline. ( I nearly couldn't do it! I literally had to be forced to let go!) But, I trusted God & here I am- alive & everything!! lol... I am so excited to see all my visitors that stopped by over the weekend- You Are JUST PRECIOUS to me!!! I can't wait to pop around & see whatchall be up to- I just LOVE you girls!!!. Ok, I'm gonna head on over to your place :) LYLAS/B LA<br></span><span id="signature"><div style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;color: #999999;">Leah Allen<br>-- Sent from my Palm Pre</div><br></span> Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614107643569516488.post-10257748733979374252010-02-25T17:52:00.000-08:002010-02-25T20:19:41.519-08:00My MIL<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix6j_huZ9_E3u5BwGbTuGSp7IHfAr_qhEVj9gA9y8YpM7roYAOJjGzR7UeVuF-Ai9ZT8mLb8HI9wB-UuTJJP4FVbZQcimFq90EAzlQ6oHx3vAlYY3ixV6FRmt5Uf6azTT6lVn8Zr6Xdck/s1600-h/CIMG0765-752629.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442365456248625938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix6j_huZ9_E3u5BwGbTuGSp7IHfAr_qhEVj9gA9y8YpM7roYAOJjGzR7UeVuF-Ai9ZT8mLb8HI9wB-UuTJJP4FVbZQcimFq90EAzlQ6oHx3vAlYY3ixV6FRmt5Uf6azTT6lVn8Zr6Xdck/s320/CIMG0765-752629.jpg" /></a></p><span style="font-family:Prelude, Verdana, san-serif;"><br /><br />This is Diane... The mother of my Hubz & Grandmother to my girlz. Wanna hear some amazing awesomeness??!. God has healed her of Breast cancer this last year!!. Isn't He good!. I am truly thankful to God for giving me her as my mother in law & for seeing to it that she's around for years to come. I pray (literally) that He will show the same kind of favor to my 4 girls in their future MIL's! ( I'm honestly claimin it in Jesus name! ;) . I'm supposed to be packing for this weekend, but I came across this pic of us @ Christmas & wanted to share it & just how blessed I am (we all are) that He has healed her!. What do people do that don't know of His love, favor & just plain awesomeness?! Breaks my heart... We don't worry. No matter what may come! Excitin huh?... Well, I leave tomorrow for my Womens retreat, (wooohoooo) & won't be here to visit w/ my teriffic friends (you:). But, have a wonderful weekend & if you think of it, plz pray that I start feeling better & soon- this stomach thing is cramping my schedule!! :) I'll check in as time permits! xoxo & Be Blessed Ya'll! LYLAS/ B... LA <br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:+0;"><br /></span><span id="signature"><div style="FONT-FAMILY: arial, sans-serif; COLOR: #999999; FONT-SIZE: 12px">Leah Allen<br />-- Sent from my Palm Pre</div></span>Mc Allenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03825979822347458287noreply@blogger.com27