<?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-7652457</id><updated>2012-02-16T06:27:33.131-06:00</updated><category term='weather'/><category term='hobbies'/><category term='exercise'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='songs'/><category term='school'/><category term='observations'/><category term='work'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>observations while seeking</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>255</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4429996762355582815</id><published>2009-08-08T08:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T08:48:54.671-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart cries out...</title><content type='html'>Sometimes my heart just hurts. There are days when the emptiness almost consumes me. I'm not sure how hollowness can cause so much pain. As I think and reflect on it, the conclusion that comes to mind is that I long for heaven. I yearn for it, ache for it, desire to be in the presence of my Lord. This world is not my home. It has left me battered and bruised, grappling for control and sinking further and further into a pit of dispair. But heaven awaits me and I wait in anticipation of that glorious day when I will see my Savior face to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work with a recovery program at church that is based on the 12 steps of AA. It is an amazing ministry and I am priviledged beyond words to walk beside the women in my small group as they see victory over their hurts, habits, and hang-ups. Every week we say the Serenity Prayer. Lately, the words have a deeper meaning as I wrestle with my own issues and fears. It's a beautifully simple yet powerful prayer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God, grant me the serenity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to accept the things I cannot change;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;courage to change the things I can;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and wisdom to know the difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Living one day at a time;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoying one moment at a time;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Taking, as Jesus did, this sinful world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as it is, not as I would have it;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trusting that You will make all things right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if I surrender to Your will;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That I may be reasonably happy in this life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and supremely happy with You&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;forever in the next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4429996762355582815?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4429996762355582815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4429996762355582815' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4429996762355582815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4429996762355582815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-heart-cries-out.html' title='my heart cries out...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-3257139613494908134</id><published>2009-06-06T16:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T16:57:53.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause nobody wants to be the last one there...</title><content type='html'>I am so tired of being the last one chosen for kickball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-3257139613494908134?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/3257139613494908134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=3257139613494908134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3257139613494908134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3257139613494908134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2009/06/cause-nobody-wants-to-be-last-one-there.html' title='&apos;cause nobody wants to be the last one there...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6025204991241463695</id><published>2009-05-25T21:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:58:28.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a typical situation...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm declaring war!  I'm sick and tired of always being tired and feeling blah.  The blah is more to do with a physical blah.  My poor body desperately wants to work out but I am usually so dang tired that it's all I can do to drive myself home after opening shift. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to the grocery store and spent a lot of money on some healthier options.  If I have fruit and veggies in the fridge to snack on, I won't eat cereal or something fattening as often.  It really needs to be a conscious effort.  Most of the time I am so tired that I can't even make it to the grocery store; tonight, though, I knew it was a dire situation and that if I didn't go, I'd be eating some sort of Mother Hubbard style breakfast tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the semester ended, I was so looking forward to having more free time so that I could focus on getting myself back in shape and eating better.  Instead, summer classes have proven to be bigger bears than I thought and I'm just as swamped as I was during the semester.  I need a vacation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next summer I'm not sure I'll do the class thing.  I really want to go overseas again.  I miss speaking Spanish so I want to go to a Latin American country.  I'll have to look into missions trips but the problem isn't finding one because there are tons to choose from.  I'm getting way ahead of myself, though...still have a loooong time before next summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6025204991241463695?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6025204991241463695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6025204991241463695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6025204991241463695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6025204991241463695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-typical-situation.html' title='it&apos;s a typical situation...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-7942778324600714530</id><published>2009-05-25T15:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:32:22.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what's good enough for you is good enough for me...</title><content type='html'>“The great enemy of the life of faith in God is not sin, but the good which is not good enough.  The good is always the enemy of the best.”--Oswald Chambers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so often settle for “good” when God wants the best for my life.  I make the choices of where I will go, what I will do, etc, instead of allowing Him to make the choices for me.  What I choose isn’t ultimately bad, but it isn’t the best which leaves me not quite satisfied.  I long to get to that point where my faith rules my heart and mind and I turn to God for every decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-7942778324600714530?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7942778324600714530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=7942778324600714530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7942778324600714530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7942778324600714530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-good-enough-for-you-is-good.html' title='what&apos;s good enough for you is good enough for me...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5901934385715957377</id><published>2009-05-23T14:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T14:49:02.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my shadow's the only one that walks beside me...</title><content type='html'>I think one of the saddest things for me to witness is someone living a life in which no one truly knows them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5901934385715957377?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5901934385715957377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5901934385715957377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5901934385715957377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5901934385715957377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-shadows-only-one-that-walks-beside.html' title='my shadow&apos;s the only one that walks beside me...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4742807041458065882</id><published>2009-05-21T22:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T22:30:15.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's bad when you annoy yourself...</title><content type='html'>I don't want to be overly negative here, but here are some things that have really annoyed me lately!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*People who are fake!  Why can't people just be real?  You know, authentic, honest, open?  It drives me crazy how people will say something to a bunch of people and you know they are lying through their teeth because they told you a completely different, real, version of what is going on.  If people would just be authentic, we wouldn't have nearly as many problems in the world.  Instead, others want to present a false self.  Why?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Drivers in Dallas.  I hate driving here.  If someone else offers, I always take them up on it!  People don't use their signals here because if you do, the person in the next lane will actually speed up so you can't get over.  What the heck?!  Common courtesy does not exist in Dallas traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*People who don't respond when you say "hello" or "good morning".  On the courtesy note, I say hello and good morning a lot in my job.  Not only is it part of my job, I enjoy brigthening someone's day by giving them a warm greeting.  What do I get in return about half the time?  "Triple tall vanilla non-fat latte."  Um, okay.  Would you like a side of politeness to go with that?  Why is it so hard for people to say hello back?  Instead, I get an order barked at me as if I'm a slave.  Maybe I should blame this one on the fact that people come in before they've had their fix?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Puppy's incessant barking.  A neighbor in my apartment complex has just gotten a very cute puppy.  Don't get me wrong, the thing is precious.  But what do puppies do?  They whine and cry and bark all night!  Okay, this wouldn't be bad except that they leave the poor thing on the balcony so that the rest of us are tortured by it.  If you can't handle a puppy's crying, don't get a puppy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Men who are not gentlemen.  I'm not asking for much here, but it would be nice to have the door held open for me.  Especially if I have my hands full and it's obviously going to be a struggle to get it open myself.  Yesterday I walked toward a restaurant door and a guy was a few steps ahead of me.  Not only did he not open the door for me, he didn't even do the walk through and hold it open behind him thing.  I guess he just couldn't stand the thought of even a millisecond separating him from his fried rice!  Heaven forbid he actually allow a woman to get in line ahead of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that's enough for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4742807041458065882?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4742807041458065882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4742807041458065882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4742807041458065882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4742807041458065882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-bad-when-you-annoy-yourself.html' title='it&apos;s bad when you annoy yourself...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4240843110551944189</id><published>2009-03-16T16:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T16:17:30.227-05:00</updated><title type='text'>dreamscapes</title><content type='html'>I'd just like to know, will my dreams ever come true?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4240843110551944189?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4240843110551944189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4240843110551944189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4240843110551944189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4240843110551944189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreamscapes.html' title='dreamscapes'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-1155836327778458389</id><published>2008-11-22T21:40:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T00:41:22.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i still haven't found what i'm looking for...</title><content type='html'>I am currently going through a crisis of faith. It's not one of those full-blown "ready to throw in the towel on Christianity" kinds of crises but more of a "what the heck am I supposed to do with my life?!" variety. I have always struggled with figuring out what my passions are, where I am most gifted and how those talents can be used to glorify God. Most of the time I feel uninspired, blah, without purpose. My life isn't a bad one; God has always provided above and beyond for my needs. I have loving friends, a wonderful living situation, an adorable (although non-cuddly) cat, 2 fun jobs--the list goes on and on. Plus, I am finally going to grad school, something I have been dreaming about for years. Yet, even in the midst of all this, I still feel uncertain. Now that I am taking classes to pursue a Masters in counseling, I find myself doubting. Is this really the right path? Is this where my gifts will best be utilized for God's glory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of my friends, most of them younger, seem to have it figured out on this front; they know who they are and what they want to do. I flounder daily from one thought to the next. Today I want to be a counselor but tomorrow I will want to serve overseas as a missionary again while next week I will want to work with youth in a church setting. And all the while, none of it gets my heart pumping with excitement. They are all good options and I'm sure that I could do a good job at them because I am hard working and determined. But I want something that makes me jump out of bed in the morning and exclaim, "I can't believe I actually get paid to do this for a living!!!" I have met people who have this experience but is it realistic for the majority of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly don't want to be defined by what I do because I know that my identity is secure as a child of God, yet I long to be excited about what I'm doing with my life. Am I being too self-focused? Do I fail to see the big picture? What am I missing? I feel like I can't see the big neon sign right in front of my face, kind of like the time I was talking to a friend on my cell phone while getting ready to go somewhere and I said, "Where the heck is my phone!" She graciously (and without too much laugther) reminded me that I was on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-1155836327778458389?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/1155836327778458389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=1155836327778458389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1155836327778458389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1155836327778458389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-still-havent-found-what-im-looking.html' title='i still haven&apos;t found what i&apos;m looking for...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8092616234681451705</id><published>2008-11-20T19:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T20:05:00.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'>save the cheerleader, save the world...</title><content type='html'>This is reading week, a time to get caught up on all the reading we are to have done by the end of the semester.  Have I even cracked open a book???  NO!  Instead, I've been doing everything imaginable to distract myself, like watching movies and Heroes Season 1, reading Harry Potter, cleaning--you name it!  The sad thing is that some of the books I need to read are actually pretty interesting.  I think I'm just so exhausted from school that I don't want to do anything that uses brain power beyond trying to figure out who Sylar will go after next and if Bennet is a bad guy or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Heroes, I loved the first season!  Can't wait to watch the second!  I was kind of disappointed with the season finale, pretty lame.  Not that I wanted New York to explode but I thought they could have found a better ending than the one they came up with.  Why couldn't Peter just fly himself into outer space?  Hiro is my absolute fave; my roommate and I were discussing this and we think it's because he possesses such a child-like innocence and fascination with the world.  I wish I could be more like that.  I also like Peter Petrelli, mostly because his full name is fun to say.  And what's up with Sylar?!  Holy cow, is that guy super creepy!!!  His eyebrows alone are enough to scare me!   Please don't post any spoilers for season 2 or 3; I want to find out everything on my own:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8092616234681451705?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8092616234681451705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8092616234681451705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8092616234681451705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8092616234681451705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/11/save-cheerleader-save-world.html' title='save the cheerleader, save the world...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-7204227226114512575</id><published>2008-11-20T19:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T19:31:04.982-06:00</updated><title type='text'>quote of the semester</title><content type='html'>"We were deceived by the wisdom of the serpent; we are set free by the folly of God." --Saint Augustine, &lt;em&gt;De Doctrina Christiana&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-7204227226114512575?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7204227226114512575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=7204227226114512575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7204227226114512575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7204227226114512575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/11/quote-of-semester.html' title='quote of the semester'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8487122990058296008</id><published>2008-09-08T12:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:28:19.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>people are strange</title><content type='html'>Here's my list of 7 ways that I'm weird:&lt;br /&gt;1) I &lt;strong&gt;can not&lt;/strong&gt; stand feet on the dashboard!  If you ride in my car and decide to do this, I will politely yet forcefully ask you to stop.  Even worse is when people put their feet out the window--Gross!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I can be somewhat obsessive about grammar.  I know that I don't always use the best grammar but when people make mistakes that are very basic rules of language usage, I mentally go crazy (for example, when people ask, "Where you at?").  And it's even worse when I see it on billboards or in commercials!  I saw a billboard on 75 (a major highway in DFW) that said, "Think global, buy local".  Ugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When I eat a Reeses peanut butter cup, I have to eat all the chocolate first, then the peanut butter.  I do this with most chocolate candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I can be pretty indecisive when it comes to food.  I can go to McDonald's where the menu hasn't changed in 50 years and still not be able to decide what I want.  The kicker?  I end up getting the same thing almost every time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) When I sit on a couch with my legs under me, I play with my toes.  I'm totally not conscious I'm doing it!  Other people have told me I do this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I don't crave salty things very often but whenever I have fries, I like to have something sweet with them.  I don't necessarily eat them at the same time (like dipping them in ice cream) but I like having the salty/sweet combo, even if it's just a Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I can not sleep unless I have a fan on in the room.  If I'm in a hotel or staying at someone else's place, it takes a long time for me to fall asleep and then I will usually wake up several times because I'm such a light sleeper and every noise wakes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so some of those are that strange but I feel like I'm pretty normal and plain.  If any of you can think of other ways I'm weird, please enlighthen me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8487122990058296008?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8487122990058296008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8487122990058296008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8487122990058296008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8487122990058296008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-are-strange.html' title='people are strange'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4525920084288325281</id><published>2008-09-07T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:11:53.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining Men!</title><content type='html'>Married ones, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started seminary I knew that it was going to be majority men.  And I knew that most of them would be married.  What kills me is the way they act towards single women.  It's like we have the plague or something, like we are some temptress waiting to devour them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my classes I have been trying to strike up conversations with people who sit near me just to be friendly.  When it's a married man, they instantly stiffen and look very uncomfortable.  They speak quickly and divert their eyes downward, like they can't wait for the conversation to be over.  Those of you that know me well know that I am learning disabled when it comes to flirting, so it's not like my attempts could be misinterpreted as anything other than a friendly gesture.  I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with a single guy from church who is also taking classes at the seminary and he said he gets the same reaction from married women.  What the heck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good thing I have so much studying to do so that I don't have time to worry about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4525920084288325281?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4525920084288325281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4525920084288325281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4525920084288325281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4525920084288325281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-raining-men.html' title='It&apos;s Raining Men!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-2778662481595265430</id><published>2008-09-07T09:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:01:22.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, Sunday</title><content type='html'>Here's the 411 on me at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I started seminary 2 weeks ago which means that I have no free time.  I study ALL the time!  But it's so worth it!  My classes are amazing and I know the Lord is going to teach me a ton this semester and over the next 3 years.  I'm meeting cool people and having a great time.  One of the best things is that I have a class with my mentor from church; she is one of my fave people in the world and I love being around her so much.  We make each other laugh one minute then discuss deep issues like women's role in ministry or having a repentant and humble heart when surrounded by proud and condescending people.  Also, I have Bible Study Methods with Dr. Howard Hendricks!  The man literally wrote the book on how to study the Bible!  He's in his 80's but still kickin'!  I love him and love learning from him!  What a neat blessing to be able to take his class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I also started a new job a couple of weeks ago at Starbucks.  It's been really fun so far:)  I've definitely got a ways to go to become as proficient as my co-workers but I'm getting the hang of it.  I like the customer interactions and my co-workers are awesome.  I'm not making much but I qualify for benefits soon and I love the free coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I moved into a new apartment and have a roommate for the first time in 3 years.  The new place is actually in the same complex as before, just a couple of buildings down.  My roommate is awesome!  I love her!  We met at church last year and when she emailed me to ask if I knew of anyone who needed a roommate I quickly replied that I did!  We are similar in a lot of ways and have had a great time so far.  Plus, she loves Simba so she's A-OK in my book:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it.  My life consists of work and study, study and work.  I haven't done anything fun in a while but that's okay because I'm broke!  I have a rainy day fund that I'm putting a little into each week so I can save up to do something fun over a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-2778662481595265430?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2778662481595265430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=2778662481595265430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2778662481595265430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2778662481595265430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday-sunday.html' title='Sunday, Sunday'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-162974188703378527</id><published>2008-06-19T14:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T14:58:07.621-05:00</updated><title type='text'>everything's going my way!</title><content type='html'>Just 2 days ago I didn't have a roommate for the coming year or a place to live.  All that has changed!  Yesterday a friend emailed asking if I knew of anyone needing a roommate.  I quickly replied, "ME!"  She is a sweetheart and I'm excited to be living with her.  Then, I got on the DTS student website to look at houses for rent to see if there were any cool sounding ones.  The very top one is a 2 bedroom/2 bath duplex in a very cool area of Dallas for a great price.  I called the landlord and he gave me the number of the current tennant.  I called her today to get the scoop and she said it's an amazing place, that the landlord is awesome and you couldn't ask for a better deal, especially in that area.  So, my new roomie and I are going to check it out on Saturday but I'm pretty excited about it and hope she likes it.  It's only 2 miles from campus which rocks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm continually amazed at my lack of faith.  I was starting to worry if God was going to provide and He ends up blowing me away, yet again, with an awesome opportunity.  Will I ever learn???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-162974188703378527?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/162974188703378527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=162974188703378527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/162974188703378527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/162974188703378527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/06/everythings-going-my-way.html' title='everything&apos;s going my way!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-3321253368915773656</id><published>2008-06-18T12:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:03.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>larger than life</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213281815773352066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFlMMLcskII/AAAAAAAAACE/M6d8PKONryw/s320/Samson2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; This is my friend Milan's dog Samson. He is the biggest golden retriever I have ever seen! This picture does not show you the massivness of this dog! And the funny thing is that he thinks he's a lap dog, all 200 pounds of him! I'm not sure he weighs that much, but he's huge! He's a really sweet dog but because of his size, he can squash you like a little bug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213282730878671650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFlNBcezmyI/AAAAAAAAACM/ZXxkLA5TzdM/s320/Samson+attack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were trying to get a good picture of me with him but he wouldn't sit still!  Here he's trying to attack me with kisses.  Bleck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-3321253368915773656?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/3321253368915773656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=3321253368915773656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3321253368915773656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3321253368915773656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/06/larger-than-life.html' title='larger than life'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFlMMLcskII/AAAAAAAAACE/M6d8PKONryw/s72-c/Samson2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-1865892307309595655</id><published>2008-06-18T12:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:03.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bad to the bone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFlIvQLgGGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DFdklRvfzTU/s1600-h/Snickers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213278020292319330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFlIvQLgGGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DFdklRvfzTU/s320/Snickers1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet Snickers. This is the procoscious dog I'm sitting for this week. The family warned me about him but I thought, "How bad can this little dog be?" At first he seems friendly and lovable. But then you let him out of the house and he turns into a wild animal running free. The first time I let him out, he ran around the back yard for a few minutes. I thought to myself, "He's not that bad..." but then he went to the fence and jumped through the bars and starting running around the wooded area behind the family's house. He heard another dog and ran in that general direction. I called his name several times and he didn't come back. Finally, I decided to go in and figured he would come back when he got thirsty because it's so hot outside; and he did, but when I opened the door, he ran away again, thinking it was a game. Frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I let him out and tried to keep an eye on him from the window. He heard something in the front of the house and ran for it. I walked to the front of the house and saw him chasing a van down the middle of the street, barking like crazy. I grabbed the leash and walked outside, muttering under my breath. I saw him near some trees a few houses down and he started walking towards me. Just as I was about to grab him, he ran toward a house where the kids were playing outside. I yelled, "Grab him, please!" and one of the girls picked him up. I apologized but they said it was okay because they knew him. I told them I was housesitting and haven't figured out how to keep him from running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking about nominating him for "The Dog Whisperer"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-1865892307309595655?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/1865892307309595655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=1865892307309595655' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1865892307309595655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1865892307309595655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/06/bad-to-bone.html' title='bad to the bone'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFlIvQLgGGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/DFdklRvfzTU/s72-c/Snickers1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-2244482377776334898</id><published>2008-06-17T15:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:51:49.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet dreams are made of this</title><content type='html'>I love my dreams!  They are usually so crazy yet so vivid that I remember them clearly the next day, so vivid that sometimes I have to ask myself if it actually happened!.  My most recent dream is no exception. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to a loading dock, the kind you would see when docking a cruise ship.  There are a lot of people gathered with trunks and suitcases.  I find the leader to let her know that I am there and she checks my name off.  I look around and see a guy standing alone with his things.  I decide to go and talk to him.  I introduce myself and he says, "I'm Orlando."  Yes, folks, it is none other than Orlando Bloom, except that his hair is chopped very short and he is wearing glasses.  I ask if he had been to Spain before and he says no.  I guess I was going to Spain for another semester abroad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jump to next scene:  I am a character from 90210 except it is real life.  I think I may have been Andrea but I'm not sure because I looked like myself.  I am an undercover CIA agent trying to nab some big time mobster.  Another agent and I are faking that we are in a relationship and about to get married.  I had to break up with my real boyfriend, who is having a really hard time accepting it, so that the agent and I can pretend we're together.  At one point I'm talking to Kelly and she can't believe that I broke up with my real boyfriend but I can't tell anyone the real reason.  I even try consoling my boyfriend but he's upset and can't understand why I would just up and leave him for some guy I don't even know.  We fake the whole wedding, even the reception where I'm wearing this beautiful strapless white dress with a black polka dot sash around the waist.  After the wedding, we leave for our "honeymoon" which is really some sort of stakeout I think and it's then that I realize that I really do love the other agent and do want to be with him.  The next day I'm in the grocery store with my sister buying fruit and I see a student from Venezuela that I used to work with.  He looks so different, a lot older but still the same.  We say hello and I tell him I just got married and he's shocked.  Later, I am walking on the sidewalk and I see my best friend (who is not from the show, some random girl...) and I run up to her to tell her that the agent and I are really getting married because we are in love.  I guess she knew about the whole sham. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, what a crazy dream!  I wonder what Dr. Freud would have to say about it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-2244482377776334898?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2244482377776334898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=2244482377776334898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2244482377776334898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2244482377776334898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweet-dreams-are-made-of-this.html' title='sweet dreams are made of this'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-3486830340997596280</id><published>2008-06-17T15:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:03.586-06:00</updated><title type='text'>photograph</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFgfgDxfIiI/AAAAAAAAABs/mNJWQ5G2XOQ/s1600-h/TGIF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212951204310491682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFgfgDxfIiI/AAAAAAAAABs/mNJWQ5G2XOQ/s320/TGIF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have not seen many of you recently so here's a shot in case you've forgotten what I look like!  Actually, this was taken several months ago, maybe in January.  My hair is still long but looks way better than this and I have long bangs.  I will upload more recent pics soon so you can see how I look now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-3486830340997596280?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/3486830340997596280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=3486830340997596280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3486830340997596280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3486830340997596280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/06/photograph.html' title='photograph'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SFgfgDxfIiI/AAAAAAAAABs/mNJWQ5G2XOQ/s72-c/TGIF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-1124106340191655321</id><published>2008-06-17T15:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T15:27:18.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>joy, joy, joy!</title><content type='html'>I created a "Joy Jar" about a year ago.  It's just a clear mason jar with little strips of paper that I've written things down upon to remember events or things that have brought me joy.  I started it when I really needed a reminder of God's goodness and all that He provides and gives out of His abundant grace and mercy.  Today, I decided that I'm going to pull out 5, at random, and write about them here.  So, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  "Receiving fun, encouraging, thoughtful and sweet text msgs"--I think I wrote this one on New Year's Day after getting some great text messages from friends who said they were thankful that they got to know me better over the year.  I, too, am so thankful for them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  "Learning about quinceaneras"--During Hispanice Awareness Month (October), I went to hear the author Julia Alvarez speak about her latest book which talks about the quinceanera tradition in this country.  For those of you that may not know what this is, it's kind of like the sweet 16 birthday but in Latin America they celebrate it on the 15th birthday.  It's a HUGE deal in Latino culture and the families spend pretty much the same amount on this party as they would for a wedding.  It was so cool to hear this Latina author speak and learn more about the tradition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  "Going to the Kimball Art Museum"--This was a fabulous day!  There was an exhibit of portraits by various artists and I got to see the works of people like Picasso and  Frida Khalo.  Also, it was a gorgeous day and I went outside to this park beside the museum and sat and prayed and reflected for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  "Going to the library to check out books and dvds"--Okay, so I'm a huge nerd!  But I love the library!  It is only a mile away from my apartment and I go there about once a week.  They have a pretty good dvd collection and I can usually find something I haven't seen before.   And since I don't have cable, it helps keep me entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)  And lastly..."Hearing Ann Patchett"--Again, another author.  I took a creative writing class last fall and for one of the class meetings, we went to hear her speak about her latest book.  She was so well spoken and witty, I loved it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked these out at random but they bring back good memories.  I think I will do this about once a week to remind myself of how rich and full my life really is:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-1124106340191655321?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/1124106340191655321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=1124106340191655321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1124106340191655321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1124106340191655321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/06/joy-joy-joy.html' title='joy, joy, joy!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5270454709438565679</id><published>2008-06-13T18:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T19:26:08.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>school's out for summer!</title><content type='html'>School ended a week and a half ago.  What have I been doing?  Here are some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*On the day after school got out, a friend and I went to this amazing restaurant called Cafe Izmir.  It is now my favorite!  The wait staff was amazing and the food was divine!  It's a Middle Eastern tapas place.  We had a tasty pitcher of sangria which we weren't sure we would be able to finish and I was treated to delicious cake and a bottle of wine, compliments of the house for my b-day!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I celebrated my birthday with some friends.  We went to a yummy Venezuelan restaurant and then to a Cuban music concert in a sculpture garden in downtown Dallas.  The food was delicious, the music was very good, and I had a wonderful evening in spite of sweating profusely (I felt like I was back in Maracaibo...).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I'm trying to get back into my gym routine.  I'm still going but haven't been doing much strength training.  Plus, my eating habits have been deplorable over the last several weeks so I need to start making wiser choices in that department.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*My cat Ginger is sick.  She has lot about 5 pounds of the last couple of months and has been throwing up a lot more frequently (she has hairballs about once a month but she started throwing up about once a day, gross!).  I took her to the vet on Monday worried that it was diabetes.  They ran several tests and found that she has hyperthyroidism.  Out of all the common illnesses older cats can have, this is the most managable.  She will just need a pill every day for the rest of her life but no shots which is good.  She hid under my bed for about a day and a half after coming back from the vet, pouting.  She also does NOT like getting her medicine; I have to wrap her up in a towel like a kitty burrito so she doesn't claw me to death.  Once I hold her mouth open, shove the meds in, close her mouth and hold it shut until she swalls, I let her go and she promptly runs and hids under some furniture.  But I redeem myself by giving her a couple of treats each time so I think she's learning to accept it.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I've been reading, one of my favorite pastimes.  My current books are Little Women, The Book Thief, Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, and someone let me borrow Twilight.  I've never read Little Women before and I'm loving it!  Such a sweet story.  The Book Thief is very good, set in Germany during World War II.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*I'm trying to get more prepared for seminary.  I'm supposed to read about 20 different books before I start taking classes but I doubt that will happen.  Plus, some of the books are for classes I'm not taking until spring semester or next year.  I'm going to focus on one book, Living By the Book by Howard and William Hendricks.  I'm trying to figure out financial aid stuff and looking for a roommate.  Lots of unknowns right now but I know it will all come together.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I start work in another week so I'm trying to enjoy these last moments of true freedom.  I'm going to be a companion for a 10, 12, 14 and 16 year old; basically, I'm carting them around to various activities, making sure they don't burn down the house, stuff like that.  The kids are great and I'm looking forward to working with them.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some things I'm looking forward to for the summer:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*I'm dog and house sitting for a family this coming week and they have a pool in their backyard.  Score!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Hopefully, I'm going to Mexico in August for a wedding.  The wedding is in Playa del Carmen, just south of Cancun.  Haven't been to Mexico yet, can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Reading!  I want to do as much of it as I can before classes start because I won't have time to do any fun reading after that.  I hope to finish the Harry Potter series and maybe the Twilight one if the first one is any good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5270454709438565679?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5270454709438565679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5270454709438565679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5270454709438565679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5270454709438565679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/06/schools-out-for-summer.html' title='school&apos;s out for summer!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-438833265354031578</id><published>2008-05-31T19:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:03.869-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Minneapolis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This was my third trip up north and the only time I've experienced the land of 10,000 lakes when they weren't all frozen over! I had a fabulous time in Minnesota, complete with a trip to Duluth and Lake Superior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to Minneapolis on Friday evening; Dawn and I headed to &lt;a href="http://www.ihop.com/"&gt;IHOP&lt;/a&gt; for dinner where her husband joined us (who can refuse pancakes?!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Dawn and I drove about 2 hours north to &lt;a href="http://www.visitduluth.com/"&gt;Duluth&lt;/a&gt; for a wedding. Before and after the event we hung out in Duluth, a really cute and touristy town on &lt;a href="http://www.lakesuperior.com/"&gt;Lake Superior &lt;/a&gt;(which is HUGE, by the way!). It was freezing! The wind was blowing and the temp was around 55, I think. Crazy for the end of May!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was my favorite day of the whole trip as we biked 45 miles around the city on these &lt;a href="http://www.minneapolisparks.org/grandrounds"&gt;beautiful trails&lt;/a&gt;. Riding through all the blooming trees and flowers, I almost forgot that there's 6 months of winter each year. It was so nice to be somewhere that was still cool and refreshing (Dallas has been in the 90's for a few weeks already). We felt like Rock Stars after we finished! It made me want to get a road bike for Dallas, then I remembered how un-bike friendly it is here. Plus, it's a bazillion degrees in the summer! That evening we went to &lt;a href="http://www.culvers.com/"&gt;Culver's&lt;/a&gt; for dinner (yum-o!!!) and then went to see &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/disney.go.com/disneypictures/narnia/"&gt;Prince Caspian &lt;/a&gt;(pretty good). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206710167877136178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SEHzT7S7LzI/AAAAAAAAABc/94FhwaIny3o/s320/Minneapolis+5.26.08+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday before I hopped back on the plane back to DFW, we went to &lt;a href="http://www.mariascafe.com/"&gt;Maria's Cafe &lt;/a&gt;for &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cachapa"&gt;cachapas&lt;/a&gt; and then I helped spackle their apartment. It was a fun packed weekend and much needed break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love my friend, Dawn. She is an amazing, godly woman. It was so great to see her and hear her real voice as opposed to the cell phone version. We laugh a lot when we're together and I love how we complement each other so well; the things I'm stinky at she's really great at and vice versa. Plus, we both love &lt;a href="http://www.bonjovi.com/"&gt;Bon Jovi &lt;/a&gt;(that's what really binds our friendship).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-438833265354031578?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/438833265354031578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=438833265354031578' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/438833265354031578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/438833265354031578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/05/minneapolis.html' title='Minneapolis'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SEHzT7S7LzI/AAAAAAAAABc/94FhwaIny3o/s72-c/Minneapolis+5.26.08+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4919913168951233307</id><published>2008-05-17T11:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T11:37:58.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>accepted</title><content type='html'>DTS, here I come!  That's right, I got accepted to the Masters of Biblical Counseling program at Dallas Theological Seminary.  Woot woot!  I'm very excited about it and can't wait to start taking classes again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I logged into the DTS student website to start registering for classes.  I forgot how hard it can be to coordinate, especially when you have a little thing called work to worry about.  Most of the classes I can take in 3 hour block so that I would only have them once per week but I'm not sure I want to sign up all my classes like that; I'm worried about attention span.  Plus, I don't have a job for the fall yet so it's hard to know what kind of schedule would be best.  I'll be spending the next several days thinking through my class schedule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of jobs, I looked on the DTS website which has a jobs board.  There are several temporary nanny position for the summer available.  I emailed some families and I'm just waiting to hear back from them to see if they are still looking for someone.  I know I will find something, it's just a matter of searching.  And hopefully whatever I end up doing this summer could lead to a more permanent job in the fall.  It's all in God's hands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4919913168951233307?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4919913168951233307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4919913168951233307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4919913168951233307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4919913168951233307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/05/accepted.html' title='accepted'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5633071256704795280</id><published>2008-05-10T15:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T15:17:27.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>burned out!</title><content type='html'>I have been sitting here for at least 5 minutes trying to decide what to write.  The truth of the matter is that I'm completely exhausted and my brain doesn't want to function anymore.  My apartment is a disaster and it's so frustrating that it's such a mess, yet when I start to clean and organize I can't seem to go for long because I'm so drained.  Even in my aerobics classes lately I find myself struggling to keep up.  I know it will soon be over; I just have to make it 3 1/2 more weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some highlights from the week:&lt;br /&gt;*I got cursed out by a student, good times.  I gave him a detention at the beginning of class for not standing during the pledge.  Then he pulled out a computer a few minutes later and when I told him to put it away, a slew of cursing came out of his mouth.  It's always so encouraging to be called a stupid b**** by your students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*One of my fave students stopped by during my roughest class just to see what it was like.  She stayed for about 2 minutes and as she left, she whispered in my ear, "I'm praying for you!"  She's a sweetheart!  She, along with her sister and their friend, came to my room yesterday to just hang out after school.  I like it when students do that; it helps me get to know them better and shows me that they trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I had the privelege of writing a recommendation letter for a student who is graduating.  He was one of my faves last year and is a great kid; I know he will be successful at whatever he decides to pursue.  Helps me remember why I do what I do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I acted like a complete goof in one of my classes, even singing Justin Timberlake for them ("If I wrote you a symphony...").  They loved it and laughed until some of them were almost crying.  We all just needed to be silly and unload some stress.  Besides, most of my students think I'm a complete nutcase to begin with...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5633071256704795280?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5633071256704795280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5633071256704795280' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5633071256704795280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5633071256704795280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/05/burned-out.html' title='burned out!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-2599828660504391176</id><published>2008-05-01T17:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:04.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>getting in touch with my Indian side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SBpFzxaV4CI/AAAAAAAAABU/KT5DF3byMcU/s1600-h/Indian+pic+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195541875864756258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SBpFzxaV4CI/AAAAAAAAABU/KT5DF3byMcU/s320/Indian+pic+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here I am at the United Nations Cultural Showcase.  These are some of my students; I love these girls!  The ones dressed alike were wearing other more colorful outfits earlier in the evening but changed for a dance they performed.  The girl to my right is wearing the most beautiful sari, it was gorgeous!  I can not for the life of me remember what the skirt and top I am wearing is called but I got so many compliments.  People kept telling me how pretty I looked so I decided I needed to wear something like it more often!  The student I borrowed it from told me she would buy me one the next time she want to India.  The night was a success and the kids did great with their performances.  I was, and still am, so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-2599828660504391176?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2599828660504391176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=2599828660504391176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2599828660504391176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2599828660504391176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/05/getting-in-touch-with-my-indian-side.html' title='getting in touch with my Indian side'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/SBpFzxaV4CI/AAAAAAAAABU/KT5DF3byMcU/s72-c/Indian+pic+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-310031118867887373</id><published>2008-05-01T17:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T17:20:07.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hurry up and wait</title><content type='html'>I have started over on my miles to Blacksburg.  I decided to add biking to the mix because I've been taking a lot of spinning classes.  I'm also taking a few kickboxing classes but I don't really know how to add that in...I wonder how many punches and kicks equals a mile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so exhausted and burned out.  Only 4 and 1/2 more weeks of school but it feels like forever!  We are currently in TAKS testing (thanks to "No Child Left Behind").  I feel like I'm losing brain cells as I watch the students test; it is so boring!  We are not allowed to read or work on anything, even sudoku puzzles while they work because we have to "actively monitor".  I have no idea how kids figure out how to cheat on these tests but they always seem to find a way which means we have to watch them like hawks.  This was day 3 and I seriously had the head nod dozing thing going on.  Just one more day and then I'll never have to do it again!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still no word from seminary.  I feel like I am doing a lot of waiting lately.  I read somewhere that we spend a third of our lives waiting; after figuring in that we spend another third sleeping, that only leaves one third for actual living!  Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this post is sounding pretty negative but I'm so exhausted!  I'm to the point where I just want to cry I'm so tired.  I laid down for a few minutes earlier to take a cat nap and woke up an hour and a half later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-310031118867887373?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/310031118867887373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=310031118867887373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/310031118867887373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/310031118867887373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/05/hurry-up-and-wait.html' title='hurry up and wait'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-7551242289859649816</id><published>2008-03-21T16:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:04.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La vida es un carnival</title><content type='html'>I know, I know, it's been FOREVER since I last blogged. Most of you, if not all, have probably stopped clicking on the link to my blog to see if I've updated. This will be an interesting experiment to see who comments first:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a roller coaster ride with ups and downs. Here are some high lights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm quitting my job. That's right, I've had enough. This school year has been doubly heinous with disrespectful students and not enough support from administration. Education should be a privilege, not a right, in this country. But I won't get on my soap box here. I've decided that life on this planet is much too short to waste it in a job that I don't love. So, you may be wondering what the heck am I going to do now???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I'm finally applying for seminary! Yes, after living in Dallas for 2.5 years, I'm finally doing it. The journey to get to this point has been a long one but I honestly believe that it is all God's timing. I wasn't ready before now for seminary; I had a lot of issues I needed to hash out with God and I'm much healthier emotionally and ready for the demands of seminary. I should know by the end of April if I got in. I'll keep you posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've finally gotten into the Harry Potter craze. Yes, I'm a few years behind but I have never been known to be fashionable. I'm in book #5 and it's taking a long time to get through mainly because I am so busy now and don't have a lot of free time for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And why don't I have a lot of free time? Well, school keeps me super busy and I'm co-sponsoring a club so we have meetings after school. Also, I started helping with the college ministry at my church which has been amazing. I'm mentoring a young woman who is absolutely precious and such a blessing to my life. And I've been working out a lot lately which brings me to my next high light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I've lost 12 pounds since the beginning of January! I'm working out 6 times per week and loving it! I'm doing lots of variety to keep it interesting: eliptical, biking, running, stairs, spinning class, kickboxing, weight training and I just started doing bikram yoga (whoa, do I sweat a lot in that! it's that type of yoga where the room is 100 degrees; literally sweat flows down my body and my clothes are drenched when I leave the 90 minute class but it burns TONS of calories!). I want to add swimming back into my routine now that it's getting warmer. I have so much more energy now and it's such a stress reliever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love the Gilmore Girls! Again, didn't get into the show while it was on tv but I've been getting the dvds from the library. I'm in Season 6 which started out kind of rocky but has gotten way better by disc 4. I honestly believe that Lorelai and Rory are my friends and I want to settle down in Stars Hollow one day...does Luke have a younger brother???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Speaking of Lukes, my nephew is the cutest thing ever! My sister-in-law sent me the cutest photo of him from his 2nd birthday that I wish I could upload but I'll leave you with this one from his bday party. How can you not love that face?! I hope to be able to see him soon; hoping that I can make it home over the summer although with gas prices the way they are, I'm going to have to sell some serious plasma to make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180319535679695186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/R-QxK9M0aVI/AAAAAAAAABM/bU691oEI5rE/s320/2nd+bday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I gave up coffee for Lent. Wow, was that a long 40 days! My students kept asking me,"When can you have coffee again?" blaming my grumpiness on lack of caffeine. Little do they know that they are usually the cause of my bad mood! When I found out that Lent actually ends at midnight on the Thursday before Easter, I was so happy! I enjoyed a Frap from Starbucks, light, of course. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that is it for now. I have to get ready for dinner with friends. I'll post more later. I have a whole new my fave things list so be holding your breaths for that one! &lt;em&gt;Besos&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-7551242289859649816?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7551242289859649816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=7551242289859649816' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7551242289859649816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7551242289859649816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2008/03/la-vida-es-un-carnival.html' title='La vida es un carnival'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/R-QxK9M0aVI/AAAAAAAAABM/bU691oEI5rE/s72-c/2nd+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-2423983431036523471</id><published>2007-09-23T17:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:04.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my happy place, texas edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/Rvbrjt5EYXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iTuzeOglGQw/s1600-h/DSCN1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113533425772683634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/Rvbrjt5EYXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iTuzeOglGQw/s320/DSCN1082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-2423983431036523471?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2423983431036523471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=2423983431036523471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2423983431036523471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2423983431036523471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-happy-place-texas-edition.html' title='my happy place, texas edition'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/Rvbrjt5EYXI/AAAAAAAAAA4/iTuzeOglGQw/s72-c/DSCN1082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6446581025906022167</id><published>2007-09-23T17:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T17:40:18.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stressball</title><content type='html'>I am never going to get caught up!  Ever since school started I have been so stressed out.  School is busier this year than the previous 2 years (or maybe I've just blocked it all out...).  I have countless meetings, I can't get anything done during my planning period because of meetings and duty, and the administration expects more of us in regards to lesson plans and grading.  Ugh!  It also doesn't help that I'm this stressed out over a job that I don't even want to do.  My apartment stays a mess because when the weekend comes all I want to do is hang out with adults and have fun instead of cleaning.  And working out?  Ha!  That has also unfortunately been tossed to the side.  Maybe that would help my stress level though.  I just hate feeling like I don't have enough time...espeically for the things I find most important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my year to figure out what to do next.  There are many options and I'm just trying to narrow things down.  One that is in the forefront is going to grad school, finally!  I'm also pursuing other options; we shall see where it all leads.  One thing I do know is that I do not want to teach next year.  I've just got to make it to June 4th...it seems so far away!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6446581025906022167?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6446581025906022167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6446581025906022167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6446581025906022167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6446581025906022167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/09/stressball.html' title='stressball'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-746291568200452456</id><published>2007-08-15T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T17:45:05.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>where are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Wherever you are, be all there." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--Jim Elliot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-746291568200452456?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/746291568200452456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=746291568200452456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/746291568200452456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/746291568200452456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/08/where-are-you.html' title='where are you?'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5866445058402743015</id><published>2007-08-05T09:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T09:49:57.982-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>brokenness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"If my life is broken when given to Jesus, it is because pieces &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will feed a multitude, while a loaf will satisfy only a little lad." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--Ruth Stull&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5866445058402743015?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5866445058402743015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5866445058402743015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5866445058402743015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5866445058402743015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/08/brokenness.html' title='brokenness'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-2821693106807083483</id><published>2007-08-04T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:58:51.674-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>obsession</title><content type='html'>I know I have already posted about swimming, but I am in love with it!  Nevermind the fact that my back is wondering where all these new muscles came from, I heart swimming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a cool website called &lt;a href="http://www.swimplan.com/"&gt;Swimplan.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Some New Zealanders developed it (I love how favorite is spelled "favourite" and learned is "learnt").  Once signing up (for free, 2 of my fave words in the English language), it will put together  personalized swimming workouts based on your level.  The workouts are kicking my butt so far and some of the drills leave me feeling awkward, but I know it's improving my form.  I'm not racking in any Olympic medals or anything but I like having something to follow instead of just going and swimming a bunch of laps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, when I'm rich and famous, or at least just rich, I'm going to buy a house and install an enclosed lap pool next to the guest house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-2821693106807083483?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2821693106807083483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=2821693106807083483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2821693106807083483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2821693106807083483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/08/obsession.html' title='obsession'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-1281199429954404114</id><published>2007-08-03T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:59:29.926-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobbies'/><title type='text'>"And I never learned how to read!"</title><content type='html'>I am addicted to the library. I know that of all the things to be addicted to, this is probably one of the safest. This and drinking water, or eating spinach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons I've been going so much is that summer is winding down and I'm feeling the pressure to read as much leisure material as possible before school starts back up. Once school is on, everything, including fun reading (oh, and my social life) go out the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason is that the Dallas public library system has an amazing selection of dvds. It's like Blockbuster, except free! I'm almost finished with season 1 of the Gilmore Girls. I am disappointed that the first season of Growing Pains is missing from the shelves, though. And speaking of great shows from my youth, when the heck are the Wonder Years dvds going to come out??? Check out my &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=512366256"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; page for reviews of movies I've recently watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession: when I was little, I used to love summer because that meant I could sign up for the summer reading program at the library. If I read the required amount of books, that meant some fabulous prizes like a Pizza Hut personal pan pizza, a card stock book mark, and a sticker with a weird cartoon leopard saying, "Get spotted reading a good book!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-1281199429954404114?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/1281199429954404114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=1281199429954404114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1281199429954404114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1281199429954404114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/08/and-i-never-learned-how-to-read.html' title='&quot;And I never learned how to read!&quot;'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-7059379564826456719</id><published>2007-07-22T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T15:59:48.681-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exercise'/><title type='text'>just keep swiming, just keep swiming</title><content type='html'>I love to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I transferred my gym membership to the one closer to my new place and this one has a pool. I was very excited about this because swimming is probably my favorite form of exercise. I love the way the water feels as I glide through it, the way my hands slice through it as I do the freestyle and the way I feel kind of like a frog when I do the breast stroke. I love how the only things I hear when my head is under water are the bubbles that leave my mouth as I exhale and the gurgle my arms and legs make as I move through the water. I even like the way my skin still smells of chlorine long after I have taken a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger, around 4 or 5 and living in NC, I took swimming lessons at the Y. I ended up getting pneumonia from swallowing too much water, some of it getting into my lungs. I took lessons again when I was a little older, I think 8 or 9 living in CO. I remember walking the few blocks back to my house, alone, feeling like such a grown up. One time it started to pour down rain and I started to run although it didn't really matter if I got wet. When I was in high school in VA, I would hear about other school's swim teams and long to be on one; yet, my town, let alone my school, did not have a pool. It wasn't until long after I graduated that a Y was built and a swim team formed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the most accomplished swimmer. I will never win any awards or medals for speed or endurance. I could use some pointers for improving my strokes. I'd like to learn the butterfly. But I am at peace when I swim, my only thoughts focusing on breathing and form. I wish I could find that peace in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-7059379564826456719?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7059379564826456719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=7059379564826456719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7059379564826456719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7059379564826456719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-keep-swiming-just-keep-swiming.html' title='just keep swiming, just keep swiming'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8084000774334416590</id><published>2007-07-19T09:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T09:18:20.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='songs'/><title type='text'>thank u</title><content type='html'>How about me not blaming you for everything&lt;br /&gt;How about me enjoying the moment for once&lt;br /&gt;How about how good it feels to finally forgive you&lt;br /&gt;How about grieving it all one at a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you india&lt;br /&gt;Thank you terror&lt;br /&gt;Thank you disillusionment&lt;br /&gt;Thank you frailty&lt;br /&gt;Thank you consequence&lt;br /&gt;Thank you thank you silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I let go of it was&lt;br /&gt;The moment I got more than I could handle&lt;br /&gt;The moment I jumped off of it was&lt;br /&gt;The moment I touched down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about no longer being masochistic&lt;br /&gt;How about remembering your divinity&lt;br /&gt;How about unabashedly bawling your eyes out&lt;br /&gt;How about not equating death with stopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you india&lt;br /&gt;Thank you providence&lt;br /&gt;Thank you disillusionment&lt;br /&gt;Thank you nothingness&lt;br /&gt;Thank you clarity&lt;br /&gt;Thank you thank you silence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8084000774334416590?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8084000774334416590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8084000774334416590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8084000774334416590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8084000774334416590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/07/thank-u.html' title='thank u'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-9217200579055513755</id><published>2007-07-18T09:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T10:03:03.802-05:00</updated><title type='text'>movin' on up!</title><content type='html'>In case some of you think I have gone into exile again, I am still here.  I have been busy moving.  Moving from one apartment to another is quite the task; I can't imagine moving from a house! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new place!  It's in a younger, hipper part of Dallas (Addison) and there are young business professionals everywhere.  I'm excited to go exploring and find fun places to shop and eat.  The apartment itself suits me very well.  My last place was okay but it wasn't anything special.  The new one is so much nicer and I feel like such a grown-up!  I'll see about posting some pics when I get all settled (and you know that will take me a while...) but you can click &lt;a href="http://www.bellagioatbenttree.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see the complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have been so kind, offering to help in packing and unpacking.  It's such a motivator to me to have someone here, even if they are just sitting there and talking to me as I do the work.  I am alone a lot of the time (the nature of being an introverted single) so I appreciate the company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-9217200579055513755?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/9217200579055513755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=9217200579055513755' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/9217200579055513755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/9217200579055513755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/07/movin-on-up.html' title='movin&apos; on up!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6841189148410825642</id><published>2007-07-03T22:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:35:40.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain on my face</title><content type='html'>Signs on the roadways here in North Texas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"If water on the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;turn around,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;don't drown!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I think it has rained everyday since April.  I feel like I'm living back in Florida.  Maybe it's a sign...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6841189148410825642?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6841189148410825642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6841189148410825642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6841189148410825642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6841189148410825642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/07/rain-rain-on-my-face.html' title='rain rain on my face'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-407854416940729855</id><published>2007-06-30T10:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T10:16:53.920-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>working for a living</title><content type='html'>I found the results to the Birkman I took back in 2003. The Birkman is a personality and occupation assessment tool to help you determine how you work most effectively and what fields you should pursue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Near the top of the list: teacher. Yet, it also says that I have a high need for respect in my job. Hmmm. I don't know any teachers that feel highly respected...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very top of the list? It says I should pursue a career where I am a "knowledge specialist." This means "utilizing personal expertise and knowledge for problem solving; lead by example." Jobs in this family include: public school counselors, career counselors, college professors, HR professionals, ministers, physicians and lawyers.  I think it would be fun to be a college professor but I don't think my Spanish is good enough to pursue a Masters and eventually a PhD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting that career counselor is one of the professions, especially since I should probably see one myself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-407854416940729855?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/407854416940729855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=407854416940729855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/407854416940729855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/407854416940729855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/06/working-for-living.html' title='working for a living'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8392610969010622642</id><published>2007-06-30T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T09:59:54.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>penny stretching</title><content type='html'>Making a budget is one thing. Sticking to it is something else entirely! Now that I have a car payment to worry about, not to mention the fact that my car insurance went up and the rent on my new place is higher than what I pay now, I am having to be very careful with the ol' paycheck. I've decided to think of it as a game, something that I have to beat. My goal is to have some left over at the end of the month; I will put half toward debt and the other half in savings. Exciting, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an idea for making a little extra cash. I'm going to hang up some flyers at church for tutoring. Even if I just have one student per week, that will come out to almost $150/month. It would be cool to be able to tutor full time instead of teaching. The only problem would be lots of evening hours. Plus I would definitely miss the interactions I have with my students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moms, any ideas for making those pennies go further???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8392610969010622642?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8392610969010622642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8392610969010622642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8392610969010622642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8392610969010622642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/06/penny-stretching.html' title='penny stretching'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-7019345983928325552</id><published>2007-06-27T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:14:45.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>catching some zzzz's</title><content type='html'>While watching an ad for a prescription sleep aid, the narrator lists possible side effects.  One includes drowsiness.  Um, isn't that kind of the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-7019345983928325552?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7019345983928325552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=7019345983928325552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7019345983928325552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7019345983928325552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/06/catching-some-zzzzs.html' title='catching some zzzz&apos;s'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4318798608241788599</id><published>2007-06-26T09:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:05.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>virginia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/RoEkNLiXN5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/WeoIoUIybPw/s1600-h/sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080381663504447378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/RoEkNLiXN5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/WeoIoUIybPw/s320/sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my happy place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4318798608241788599?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4318798608241788599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4318798608241788599' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4318798608241788599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4318798608241788599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/06/virginia.html' title='virginia'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/RoEkNLiXN5I/AAAAAAAAAAw/WeoIoUIybPw/s72-c/sunset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8790133502759178820</id><published>2007-06-25T21:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:25:15.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observations'/><title type='text'>i'm back</title><content type='html'>Wow, Blogger is so much easier to update and change around!  Makes me feel super techno-savvy.  But let's face it, a techno-geek I am not.  Although I do seem to waste a lot of time on the computer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8790133502759178820?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8790133502759178820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8790133502759178820' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8790133502759178820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8790133502759178820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-609429121604450945</id><published>2007-06-25T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T21:12:28.109-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='observations'/><title type='text'>p.c.</title><content type='html'>On Facebook, if you type in "Christian" under "Religious Views," a list of choices appears.  The top choice?  "Christian--Amish."    Um, how many Amish people do you know have internet access?  Or computers?  Or electricity for that matter???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-609429121604450945?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/609429121604450945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=609429121604450945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/609429121604450945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/609429121604450945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/06/pc.html' title='p.c.'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-7053705672230737034</id><published>2007-02-27T17:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:54:34.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't blogged in a while and the truth is that I just haven't felt like it.  There's a lot going on in my head right now that I just can't write about here.  Don't worry, nothing tragic or anything.  I'm just a very internal person and sometimes it just all gets clogged in my brain.  It's kind of like constipation, I guess...no matter how badly I want it to come out, it won't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the graphic description...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-7053705672230737034?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/7053705672230737034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=7053705672230737034' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7053705672230737034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/7053705672230737034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/02/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4425732135735904324</id><published>2007-01-27T23:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T01:40:05.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>vote for pedro</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! So, I was playing around with my camera today and took a couple of shots. Which one do you like better for my profile pic? Numero 1 or 2?  Or icks-nay on both of them?  Please vote; your voice matters!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/Rbw0xv4buqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/t5V6RGhawio/s1600-h/DSCN1043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/Rbw0xv4buqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/t5V6RGhawio/s320/DSCN1043.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024949313510029986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/RbwyJP4bupI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qKsSGTvtFuw/s1600-h/DSCN1041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/RbwyJP4bupI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qKsSGTvtFuw/s320/DSCN1041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024946418702072466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4425732135735904324?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4425732135735904324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4425732135735904324' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4425732135735904324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4425732135735904324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='vote for pedro'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dy0R0ughS2g/Rbw0xv4buqI/AAAAAAAAAAg/t5V6RGhawio/s72-c/DSCN1043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-125978881852174751</id><published>2007-01-22T17:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T18:13:01.711-06:00</updated><title type='text'>students who make me smile</title><content type='html'>There are definitely days when I wonder why in the world I ever decided to teach.  Thankfully those days are becoming more and more rare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there are the days when my heart sings as I realize that I am truly where I am meant to be.  Today was one of those days:)  The school day itself was okay; it was an A day and those are always a little nutty.  After school I was in my classroom grading some quizzes when a former student came in.  She was looking for her teacher who uses my room A3 during my planning period to teach her class.  This student ended up staying in my room for a few minutes to catch up; I haven't really gotten a chance to talk to her this year.  She is an absolute sweetheart, a joy to work with.  She is a junior and I asked what she was thinking about after high school.  I told her if she needed help when it came time to fill out applications to let me know and I'd be more than happy to assist.  She then said that she's applying for a summer program and that she needs a reference and has been wanting to ask me if I would fill one out for her!  This is a student from last year and she wants me to be a reference for her!  She also said she thinks I'm a good teacher:)  It's always nice when someone says that you are good at what you do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-125978881852174751?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/125978881852174751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=125978881852174751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/125978881852174751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/125978881852174751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/students-who-make-me-smile.html' title='students who make me smile'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6322090091206682327</id><published>2007-01-22T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T17:49:06.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a few of my fave things...</title><content type='html'>As you know, I like to blog about my favorite things from time to time.  It's been a while so it's time for another installment!  Some of my favorite things lately include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/dirtyjobs/splash.html"&gt;Dirty Jobs with Mike Rowe on the Discovery Channel&lt;/a&gt;--have you guys seen this show?!  It is hilarious!  They send this guy Mike to do the dirtiest, nastiest jobs out there (they usually involve poo of some sort); he has a sarcastic wit that can't be beat.  I highly recommend watching it.  New episodes air Tuesday nights at 9pm EST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Orbit Mint Mojito gum--oh my gosh!  This is my new favorite flavor of gum!  It's tangy and sweet, the perfect mixture of mint and a little bit of citrus.  You have got to try it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coffee--I know this isn't a new fave, but I just love coffee!  I'm actually drinking some right now.  It just makes me happy:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a really short list for today.  Maybe I'll add more as the week goes on.  What are some of your current favorite things?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6322090091206682327?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6322090091206682327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6322090091206682327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6322090091206682327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6322090091206682327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/few-of-my-fave-things.html' title='a few of my fave things...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-3814558187039761153</id><published>2007-01-19T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:42:23.627-06:00</updated><title type='text'>you don't own me!</title><content type='html'>The other night I came home and Simba was very agitated.  His fur was all bushy and he kept jumping around.  I sat on the couch to watch tv and he jumped on my lap, something he rarely does.  I tried petting his fur to make it stay down but it didn't work.  After a few minutes of him sitting on me, I got tired of it and pushed him off.  Another few minutes went by and I looked down at my pants and noticed something brown on them.  I had gone to dinner that evening so I thought maybe I had gotten some food on them or something.  I tried to get the stuff off and then I smelled it...Simba totally poohed on me!  Nasty!  I was horrified. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend told me, "Maybe he was marking his territory."  With pooh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-3814558187039761153?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/3814558187039761153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=3814558187039761153' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3814558187039761153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3814558187039761153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-dont-own-me.html' title='you don&apos;t own me!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6777333842616001153</id><published>2007-01-19T19:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T19:37:16.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bridesmaid dresses</title><content type='html'>I am in a wedding this summer.  My friend is getting married in Florida but is originally from Michigan and that is where she is ordering the dresses.  She sent me the info for a shop here in DFW that would have the exact dress so I could try it on and figure out what size I needed.  This is always a horrifying experience in my opinion.  And this was no exception.  I walked into the shop and found an associate.  I asked her if I can try on the dress and she said, "We probably don't have it!"  I said the website said they did and she pointed to the back corner and said, "The bridesmaid dresses are back there," and walked away.  I walked to the back of this massive dress shop and found the bridesmaid dresses; it was complete chaos.  There was no order, I had no idea where to start and there was no one back there to help me.  After looking through the mass of dresses for a few minutes, I finally just left.  They are on my black list now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the bridal shop in Michigan and spoke to a sweet woman who was very helpful.  I gave her my measurements (this is never fun to do!) and she looked at the size chart for this dress.  According to the chart, my bust and hips are one size and my waist is 2 sizes bigger!  What the heck!?  So, I ended up having to order for my waist size knowing that the bust is going to be out of control!  Why do they make dresses like this!?  Thank goodness for alterations.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6777333842616001153?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6777333842616001153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6777333842616001153' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6777333842616001153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6777333842616001153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/bridesmaid-dresses.html' title='bridesmaid dresses'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8203339174213169956</id><published>2007-01-17T10:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T10:14:32.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>the female psyche</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;"It’s like a volcano.....it can be pretty to look at from a distance, even intriguing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But if you climb to the top and look down into the cone, there is a good chance you could either die from the sulfur, or it could explode and kill you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;--quote from a male friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8203339174213169956?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8203339174213169956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8203339174213169956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8203339174213169956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8203339174213169956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/female-psyche.html' title='the female psyche'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8404328079983161331</id><published>2007-01-13T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T21:09:42.797-06:00</updated><title type='text'>for my fans...</title><content type='html'>All 3 of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelli requested that I add more so that the cat pee title does not appear on the screen when she logs onto my page.  Plus, Karebear is an emotional pregnant woman and it's best not to upset her anymore.  At least that's the line she's feeding me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a busy few weeks!  Here's the rundown:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Got the IKEA bookshelf put together (with some help!).  I'll take a pic and post it soon.  I haven't finished arranging everything yet.&lt;br /&gt;*Have gone to the movies twice recently.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Night at the Museum&lt;/span&gt; is super cute and funny, highly recommend.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rocky Balboa&lt;/span&gt; was surprisingly good, better than I expected.  If you are a Rocky fan (Karen), you'll like the latest (and let's hope the last because Sly is looking a little rough) installment. &lt;br /&gt;*School started back up this week.  Monday was a teacher work day, lots of silly meetings.  Tuesday the kiddos were back and I wish I had a dollar for each time I heard the phrase, "But Miss K, we just got back from vacation!"  It's been hard to get back into the groove again.  I'm hoping it will be better this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;*Currently North Texas is going through an ice storm that started this morning and will continue until Monday morning.  Thank goodness I have Monday off so I won't have to make that day up!  I was supposed to go to San Antonio to see a friend but decided against it for fear of getting stuck there.&lt;br /&gt;*Life is going well right now:)&lt;br /&gt;*Caught the last few minutes of the UNC-VT game today.  GO HOKIES!!!  We beat #5Duke earlier this week and now we've beaten #1UNC.  We are #1 in the ACC.  It's about time our basketball team showed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karebear, is this enough for now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8404328079983161331?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8404328079983161331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8404328079983161331' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8404328079983161331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8404328079983161331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-my-fans.html' title='for my fans...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5970110284402176279</id><published>2007-01-11T16:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T16:51:59.747-06:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Because Kelli doesn't like the words cat pee anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while and I know I should fill you in on my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you'll just have to wait!!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5970110284402176279?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5970110284402176279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5970110284402176279' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5970110284402176279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5970110284402176279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-8383916823170557233</id><published>2007-01-02T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T22:38:22.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cat pee...</title><content type='html'>is the worst thing ever invented!  Well, I guess it wasn't really invented, but what the heck!?  It is the worst smelling thing in the world and once it is absorbed into an object it is nearly impossible to get rid of the odor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was cleaning out my office area today.  I only have one bookshelf and as most of you know, I'm a super nerd and one bookshelf isn't nearly enough for all the books I have.  I had some piles of books in front of the bookshelf, sitting there waiting for a place to call home.  I picked up one of the piles and noticed that the books on the bottom where sticky.  I put my nose closer to the books and realized that one of my stupid cats had peed on them!  What made it even worse is that one of the books vandalized was my Spanish/English Bible that I used in Venezuela that has tremendous sentimental value.  I was ticked!  I was ready to ship some kitties off (I don't know which one of them did it so I choose to be mad at both of them).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in such a state of devastation that I grabbed the first cleaner I could find, which was Resolve carpet cleaner.  I figure if it can clean up cat puke out of the carpet, it can surely clean cat pee off my leather bound Bible.  It didn't work, and thankfully didn't ruin the Bible cover.  Next, following the advice from My Big Fat Greek Wedding, I pulled out the Windex.  It got the stickiness but did not get rid of the smell.  I then used dish detergent but still to no avail.  I called a friend in a panic and she suggested Febreeze.  Would this really work?!  I tried it and no more smell!  I am now a true believer in the miraculous working power of this product!  I should go on an infomercial with the guy who screams about the orange cleaner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fortunate in that the pee did not get on any of the pages, just on the cover.  Not sure how that happened but I am thankful.  I think satan led my cat to pee on the Word of God, but the Holy Spirit prevented the actual pages from being ruined.  Can't say the same for the Bible study book that was underneath...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-8383916823170557233?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/8383916823170557233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=8383916823170557233' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8383916823170557233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/8383916823170557233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/cat-pee.html' title='cat pee...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6199090416077745603</id><published>2007-01-01T23:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T00:03:51.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>plans for the week</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy I have this whole week off, it's so nice!   I have a few things I'd like to get accomplished and I really hope it all happens.  Here's my list so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*clean out my office area--it's a disaster and has been since I moved in&lt;br /&gt;*give my apartment a good cleaning&lt;br /&gt;*go clothes shopping&lt;br /&gt;*venture up to IKEA--yes, even after the last experience; I have a giftcard and I need to use it on something fun:)&lt;br /&gt;*plan for the next several weeks--yes, even though I'm on vacation, I have a lot to do before going back next week; I want to be prepared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'll let you know how things come along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6199090416077745603?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6199090416077745603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6199090416077745603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6199090416077745603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6199090416077745603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2007/01/plans-for-week.html' title='plans for the week'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-3149477686568141869</id><published>2006-12-24T08:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T08:10:47.831-06:00</updated><title type='text'>road trippin'</title><content type='html'>I am now in the beautiful Commonwealth of Virginia!  I love it here; even in the winter it's breathtaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I woke up at 5:20 (I had my alarm set for 6am but for some reason my body will not allow me to sleep past 5:30 anymore!), loaded up my car, made a Starbucks run (grande triple shot nonfat latte, yum!) and hit the road for 17.5 straight hours.  I stopped every couple of hours for a quick break and 30 minutes for lunch, but pretty much drove the whole time.  It was horrible!  I never, ever want to make that drive by myself in one day again!  I will say it is nice to wake up this morning in my mom's house instead of a hotel somewhere, but I am so exhausted.  I pulled in at 2:30 Eastern time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I awake now?  Who knows!?  I'm completely exhausted but I can not sleep.  I woke up even before my mom!  So, as I wait for the orange rolls to bake I thought I'd give a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful and blessed Christmas!  I love you guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-3149477686568141869?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/3149477686568141869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=3149477686568141869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3149477686568141869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/3149477686568141869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/road-trippin.html' title='road trippin&apos;'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6265927392701022614</id><published>2006-12-22T14:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T14:36:38.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time is here again!</title><content type='html'>What a week!  School finished yesterday and I literally wanted to do cartwheels down the hall, similar to the scene from Bring It On when Missy is trying out.  Too bad I never learned how to do that...Anyways, I have been sick since last weekend which totally stinks.  I have to admit, it's been nice not getting sick until now.  Last year I was sick so many times I lost count. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to leave today for my uber-long drive to Virginia, but after thinking about it, I decided that it might be wiser to let myself have a full day of rest before heading out.  Why was I in such a rush anyways?  So, today I slept in, now I need to pick up a few items for the road trip and clean up my apartment a little, drop off the keys to a friend who will be taking care of my kitties while I'm away, and pack.  I may throw in a nap somewhere as well:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm excited to be going home!  I love Virginia!  Here are some things I'm looking forward to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*seeing my nephew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*laughing with my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*opening fun presents and watching people open theirs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*seeing Kelli:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*seeing the mountains again; even though they won't be as pretty this time of year, it still beats the flatness of Texas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*visiting my Grandma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a very Merry Christmas, everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6265927392701022614?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6265927392701022614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6265927392701022614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6265927392701022614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6265927392701022614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas-time-is-here-again.html' title='Christmas time is here again!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-6797454859834214523</id><published>2006-12-17T12:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T12:09:26.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><content type='html'>God is so good to me!  ;-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-6797454859834214523?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/6797454859834214523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=6797454859834214523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6797454859834214523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/6797454859834214523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy.html' title='happy'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5974021215581943349</id><published>2006-12-08T15:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:52:59.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG!</title><content type='html'>A - Available or taken: available, very available...any takers?:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Best Friends: Dawn, Kelli, Karen, Summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Cake or Pie: that's a hard choice, both are so tasty!  i do really like pie, especially the crust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Drink of choice:  Woodchuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Essential Item you use everyday:  lotion; it is so dry here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - Favorite color: blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Gummy Bears or worms: worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - Hometown: Rocky Mount, VA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I- Indulgence: chocolate, and lots of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J - January or February: neither&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kids &amp; Names: 2, Simba and Ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Life is Incomplete Without? God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Marriage Date: ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Number of Siblings: 3; one bro, one sis, and one half-bro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - Oranges or Apples: apples, especially pink lady, yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P - Phobias or Fears: the dark (i know, lame)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - Fave Quote: i can't think of one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - Reason to Smile: it's the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Season: depends on where i live; in Texas, fall or winter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Tag 3 or 4 people: um....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Unknown Fact about Me: i'm not sure...i don't have an appendix anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V- Vegetable You Don't Like: califlower, yuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - Worst Habit: self criticism&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X – Xrays: yes, but never had a broken bone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y - Your Fave Food: chocolate, and berries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac Sign: gemini&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5974021215581943349?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5974021215581943349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5974021215581943349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5974021215581943349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5974021215581943349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/tag.html' title='TAG!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5757604225166725470</id><published>2006-12-02T19:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:43:52.083-06:00</updated><title type='text'>service</title><content type='html'>One thing I have learned about myself is I love to do community service projects.  My church has partnered with a church in South Dallas which is committed to seeing its community changed for eternity.  I have done things on various Saturdays, from scraping paint off houses to raking up poison ivy, and I have loved it.  Before it sounds like I'm tooting my own horn here and allowing you to believe that I'm this wonderful, altruistic person, I really don't do enough.  This is such a small contribution and I have been convicted to do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today some members of the single's ministry I'm involved in went around to the homes of some lovely elderly women to decorate for the holidays.  It was such a joy to be able to provide lights and wreathes and goodie baskets!  At one house in particular, the sweet lady almost started crying she was so touched.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do more!  I want to do as Jesus did and reach out to those in need.  There are so many hurting people in this world who desperately need God's love and I just pray that I can be His instrument to give that love to others.  I'm excited to see how God will use me for His glory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5757604225166725470?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5757604225166725470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5757604225166725470' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5757604225166725470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5757604225166725470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/service.html' title='service'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-5552579685493322768</id><published>2006-12-02T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T19:36:58.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'>amendment</title><content type='html'>As you can tell, I deleted my previous rant session.  It's funny how God works.  He has answered my prayers in some interesting ways.  Over the last few days and weeks, I have come into contact with some cool Christian guys.  I'm not saying there is any potential in anything beyond friendship, but I am thankful that God is allowing me to meet these men and restore my faith that they do, in fact, exist.  As far as if they will become a permanent fixture in my life, that remains to be told...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-5552579685493322768?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/5552579685493322768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=5552579685493322768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5552579685493322768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/5552579685493322768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/12/amendment.html' title='amendment'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-4742554107144328082</id><published>2006-11-30T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:37:36.266-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Holy Frostbitten Toes, Batman!</title><content type='html'>BRRRRRR!!!!  It's 28 degrees right now.  In Texas!  We are experiencing an "Artic Blast" and boy, is it chilly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My students were disappointed that school was not cancelled.  They kept waiting in anticipation for the announcement that school would be closed early.  No such luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what will happen tomorrow.  I want to have school because if we miss, we will have to make it up in the spring when we will desperately need a day off.  But I do hope we go in late; that would be nice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-4742554107144328082?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/4742554107144328082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=4742554107144328082' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4742554107144328082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/4742554107144328082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/holy-frostbitten-toes-batman.html' title='Holy Frostbitten Toes, Batman!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-2222424658762106859</id><published>2006-11-23T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T09:02:03.960-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I hope your day is filled with lots of yummy food, great memories, and tremendous amounts of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What am I thankful for this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*God, and His amazing grace! I can not express how much I love God and how thankful I am that He is always with me, allowing me to be called His child. I just hope that I glorify Him through my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*My beautiful friendships! I love all you wonderful ladies--Dawn, Kelli, Karen, Summer, Megan, Christy, Alice, Jaye, Lau, Angela, Amanda, Germana--you are all so beautiful and amazing:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*My family, especially my adorable nephew! He is so dang cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*My job--I am so thankful to work in the school I do, with all the diversity and cultures represented. My students are awesome and I love working with them. I never thought I'd love high schoolers, but God has shown me that they are full of hopes and dreams and I want to see them reach their goals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*My amazing church! I love IBC! God has blessed me with an amazing church family. I love the pastor and the Holy Spirit always touches my heart through his sermons. The singles' ministry I am involved in is fabulous and I am thankful for so many new friends who are on this same journey through life, seeking God's glory and desiring to live full out for Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Hard lessons learned--I know, you are thinking, "what?!" but God has been faithful through some hard situations this year and I am thankful that if I had to go through them, God was with me, leading me, guiding me, and reassuring me of His presence. I have learned so much about God's character as well as what I am made of, and I feel stronger as a result.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*The upcoming roadtrip home! I am so excited to be able to drive 1100+ miles home for Christmas. It will be a good time of reflection, not thinking about work, and seeing the country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am thankful for so many things, but I will end my list here. God has been so faithful and good to me this year. I hope you are able to rejoice in all that He has provided for you. And even if you don't believe in God, I hope that you are able to reflect on life and be thankful for the many blessings that you have:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you most thankful for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-2222424658762106859?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/2222424658762106859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=2222424658762106859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2222424658762106859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/2222424658762106859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-1194121431117732007</id><published>2006-11-19T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T12:08:51.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, no, she didn't...</title><content type='html'>Ah, the joys of teaching.  Last week, we reviewed the differences between the verbs &lt;em&gt;ser&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;estar&lt;/em&gt;; they both mean "to be" in Spanish but are used at different times to express different ideas.  For their warm-up at the beginning of class I had simple questions on the board for my students to answer in complete sentences.  One of them was "Como eres?" which means "What are you like?"  I was looking for answers like "I am tall" or "I am funny", simple things like that.  One overly confident kid answered with "Soy caliente."  The Spanish speakers around him started to chuckle and I kind of hid my face.  I told him, "You never want to say that in Spanish."  He asked why and I decided to humor the class.  "Because it means you are horny."  The class burst out into laughter.  He was embarrassed, but I knew he could take it because he is one of the class clowns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would have been a good story, but wait, it gets better!  In the midst of all the laughter, a girl says to me, "Miss, that's not what it means."  She's Hispanic, kind of a rough girl, in a gang, etc.  I looked at her and asked, "Excuse me?"  She said, "That's not what it means.  It just means he's hot, like good looking."  I replied, "In Spain and Venezuela both it means the other."  I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt and added, "It could be different where you learned Spanish."  She said, "How do you even know?  You're not from those places."  I told her that I lived in Venezuela for 2 years and studied in Spain.  She gave some sort of sarcastic reply and I told her to go outside.  She said, "Why?  Because you are wrong?" and I said, "No, because you are being argumentative and I will not have it in my class."  As she got up to walk outside, she said, "Stupid b****!"  I looked at her and asked, "Would you mind repeating that so I can make sure to get it right on your office referral?"  So she repeated it in a much higher volume.  I asked, "Anything else you'd like me to add?" to which she responded, "I don't give a f*** what you write."  Nice to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote up the referral half expecting her to not be there when I opened the door.  She was waiting.  I handed the referral to her and said, "I'm not even going to discuss this with you; you know what you did was wrong."  Later on, I confirmed that she actually went to the office.  Her punishment?  1 day out of school suspension, 1 day in school suspension. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was writing the referral, the other students said, "I can't believe she would say that to a teacher, especially you!"  Everyone else in the class likes me, she's the only one I have trouble with.  Hopefully one day she will turn her life around...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-1194121431117732007?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/1194121431117732007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=1194121431117732007' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1194121431117732007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/1194121431117732007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-no-she-didnt.html' title='oh, no, she didn&apos;t...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-116387843533703748</id><published>2006-11-18T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:33:55.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas State Fair (finally!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/Jason"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/Jason%27s%20Deli.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At Jason's Deli, before the fair.  Yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/Eating%20Fried%20Coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/Eating%20Fried%20Coke.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meg and I enjoying Fried Coke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-116387843533703748?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116387843533703748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=116387843533703748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116387843533703748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116387843533703748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/texas-state-fair-finally.html' title='Texas State Fair (finally!)'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-116387820145525353</id><published>2006-11-18T13:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:30:01.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cutest nephew ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/CA234LQR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/CA234LQR.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm biased, but just look at that face!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-116387820145525353?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116387820145525353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=116387820145525353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116387820145525353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116387820145525353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/cutest-nephew-ever.html' title='cutest nephew ever!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-116371390050621079</id><published>2006-11-16T15:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T15:51:40.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>road trip!</title><content type='html'>I'm thinking about driving half way across the country to visit my family at Christmas.  1100 miles.  That's a long way!  Flights are ridiculously expensive and I thought it might be fun (or at least interesting) to drive the 17+ hours.  Lots of time for books on cd and good car tunes.  I'm kind of getting excited about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-116371390050621079?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116371390050621079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=116371390050621079' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116371390050621079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116371390050621079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/road-trip.html' title='road trip!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-116286486591724034</id><published>2006-11-06T19:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:01:05.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>random post</title><content type='html'>For some reason I can't get my Texas State Fair pics to upload, sorry.  I can email them to you if you'd like.  Just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been such a crazy couple of weeks.  I know I haven't blogged in a while and it's impossible to try to catch up.  Homecoming was fun but stressful.  Last week I was asked to step down from my student council co-sponsor position.   I was actually ready to resign (I had letter in hand when asked to step down).  There is a whole big long story involved with this, but since I don't know who reads my blog I'll skip the details.  If you want to know, I can email you the gruesome story...And just to be clear, I am still teaching, just not doing student council.  A guy at church thought I had been asked to resign my teaching position!  Can you imagine!?  I'd be a mess!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone finally bit the dust.  And I ordered a new one just in time!  The old one broke in half last night (went to reach for the alarm to make sure it was set and knocked the already broken phone on the floor; that was all it took).  The new one arrived this afternoon, yay!  Actually, I take the yay! back because I'm not super excited about it.  It's bigger than my other phone (although it does have a camera so that's kind of spiffy) but it's not as cool as I hoped.  But what do I need all those gadgets and bells and whistles for, anyways?!  I think I've been hanging around high schoolers too long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need to go grocery shopping.  I have nothing to eat.  I feel like such a college student!  After work I am so tired that I don't want to go and then on the weekends it's such a madhouse that I make excuses not to go then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's life in a nutshell.  I'm going to keep seeing about adding those pictures because they are super fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-116286486591724034?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116286486591724034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=116286486591724034' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116286486591724034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116286486591724034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-post.html' title='random post'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-116198736321051906</id><published>2006-10-27T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T17:16:03.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another student comment</title><content type='html'>I promise to blog more soon; it has been so crazy lately!  Being the Student Council co-sponsor is a huge job and whew! am I tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this was just too funny to not blog right away.  Last night we had an officers meeting.  The girls and I were chit chatting about the Homecoming dance (which is tomorrow night!) and I asked them how I should fix my hair.  One girl said, "Oh, Miss K, can we make you pretty?!" and then when she realized what she said, she quickly added, "--er than normal?"  I laughed until I was crying!  She is so sweet and I never would have thought she was saying I wasn't normally pretty, but she wanted to make sure she fixed it.  Too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post my fun Texas State Fair pics soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-116198736321051906?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116198736321051906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=116198736321051906' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116198736321051906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116198736321051906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-student-comment.html' title='another student comment'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-116092288525163117</id><published>2006-10-15T09:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T09:34:45.266-05:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction</title><content type='html'>My name is Annette and I am a &lt;a href="http://abc.go.com/primetime/lost/index"&gt;Lostiholic&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted to this show!  And the funny thing is that I have no clue what the heck is going on!!!  Each week I have more and more questions and as I watch a new episode, those questions are not answered, just more and more get added.  For example, where are Michael and Walter?  What happened to Locke and Eco and Desmond in the hatch?  Are they still alive?  Who are the "Others" and why are they torturing Sawyer and Kate?  Can Sawyer look any hotter?!  How did Ben get a copy of the 2004 World Series to show Jack that the Red Sox won?  What do the heirogliphics in the hatch mean?  Will I ever get all the answers?  Ugh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found some cool merchandise that I would love to have!  Check these out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A new requirement for my classroom &lt;a href="http://abctvstore.seenon.com/detail.php?p=11258&amp;v=abclstfan&amp;amp;SESSID=a8588eec7694b2d91eb0822aa0c33f89"&gt;journals&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyone want to &lt;a href="http://abctvstore.seenon.com/detail.php?p=11836&amp;v=abclstfan&amp;amp;SESSID=a8588eec7694b2d91eb0822aa0c33f89"&gt;try&lt;/a&gt; to beat me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My kind of &lt;a href="http://abctvstore.seenon.com/detail.php?p=11897&amp;v=abclstfan&amp;amp;SESSID=a8588eec7694b2d91eb0822aa0c33f89"&gt;dollhouse&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But don't forget all the &lt;a href="http://abctvstore.seenon.com/detail.php?p=11890&amp;v=abclstfan"&gt;dolls &lt;/a&gt;to go with it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And lastly, I really, REALLY want &lt;a href="http://abctvstore.seenon.com/detail.php?p=3306&amp;v=abclstfan"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-116092288525163117?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116092288525163117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=116092288525163117' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116092288525163117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116092288525163117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/10/addiction.html' title='addiction'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-116078120603620860</id><published>2006-10-13T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T18:13:26.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>suffering continued...</title><content type='html'>It's good I had all those verses handy last night because I went through one of the harshest periods of suffering this season!  All I can say is...nothing; words completey escape me.  I can't even muster up a "go H-word"...it's too painful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone pass the bottle...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-116078120603620860?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/116078120603620860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=116078120603620860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116078120603620860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/116078120603620860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/10/suffering-continued.html' title='suffering continued...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115964001787113956</id><published>2006-09-30T13:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T13:13:37.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!</title><content type='html'>The process of being beautiful is oftentimes painful.  That's all I have to say about that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115964001787113956?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115964001787113956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115964001787113956' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115964001787113956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115964001787113956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/ouch.html' title='ouch!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115914781750436685</id><published>2006-09-24T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T20:30:17.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>suffering</title><content type='html'>I have been learning a lot from God's Word recently about suffering and enduring through it.  I wanted to share some verses that have been encouraging to me that I have come across or others have pointed out.  I hope they encourage you in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1Peter 1:6-7  "In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials.  These have come so that your faith--of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire--may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts 16:25  "About midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the other prisoners were listening to them."  (this is after they are arrested, stripped and flogged, then thrown in prison, feet put in stocks so that the only position they could put their bodies was to lay flat on their backs that were just ripped open)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 40:17  "Yet I am poor and needy; may the Lord think of me.  You are my help and my deliverer; O my God, do not delay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 43:2-4  "You are God my stronghold.  Why have you rejected me?  Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?  Send forth your light and your truth, let them guide me; let them bring me to your holdy mountain, to place where you dwell.  Then will I go to the altar of God, to God, my joy and my delight.  I will praise you with the harp, O God, my God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecclesiastes 1:18  "For with much wisdom comes much sorrow; the more knowledge, the more grief."  (you may wonder why I find this one encouraging; in a weird way, it's nice to know that as I grow in knowledge I will experience more sorrow as I realize more and more that this earth is not my home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer is that when I do go through times of suffering that I remember and cling to God's truth and rely completely on Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115914781750436685?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115914781750436685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115914781750436685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115914781750436685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115914781750436685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/suffering.html' title='suffering'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115907408362868591</id><published>2006-09-23T23:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:01:23.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>movie review</title><content type='html'>I watched &lt;a href="http://syrianamovie.warnerbros.com/"&gt;Syriana&lt;/a&gt; tonight.  Do not watch this movie unless you are fully awake and at full mental capacity!  It was good and fast paced, but very confusing in parts.  Or maybe it's just that I'm not that intelligent and it was too hard for my feeble mind to follow.  Either way, it was good and I felt somewhat informative, although I have to wonder at how accurate it really is.  But I can't complain too much; Matt Damon was in it for crying out loud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115907408362868591?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115907408362868591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115907408362868591' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115907408362868591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115907408362868591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/movie-review.html' title='movie review'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115901837320439502</id><published>2006-09-23T08:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T08:32:53.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>comment from a student as he left my class...</title><content type='html'>"Miss, if you get a hangover this weekend, make sure to drink lots of water.  Not that I know from personal experience or anything..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115901837320439502?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115901837320439502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115901837320439502' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115901837320439502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115901837320439502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/comment-from-student-as-he-left-my.html' title='comment from a student as he left my class...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115831806426078745</id><published>2006-09-15T05:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T06:01:04.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>rise and shine!</title><content type='html'>Oh, my gosh, I am exhausted!  It's Friday, 5:55am, and I am still needing to get ready for school.  I'm sitting here, unable to move.  The caffeine has not kicked in yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Friday I feel like this, like I am a zombie and will never get out of the fog.  After work, I usually come home, lay down for what I think will just be a few minutes, then wake up 3 hours laster.  Why can't my body get used to this nightmarish schedule?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone is doing well.  Yay, it's almost the weekend!  I have some fun plans that I will expand on later:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115831806426078745?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115831806426078745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115831806426078745' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115831806426078745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115831806426078745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/rise-and-shine.html' title='rise and shine!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115819995949018028</id><published>2006-09-13T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T21:12:39.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gross!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0791.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0791.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simba just ate a cricket! He's always finding bugs, plays with them for a while, then eats them! Nasty:-P His all time faves are the huge cucarachas because they are hardy and live a while so he can play with them longer. Bleck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115819995949018028?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115819995949018028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115819995949018028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115819995949018028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115819995949018028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/gross.html' title='gross!!!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115792302851917829</id><published>2006-09-10T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T16:17:08.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>already?!</title><content type='html'>The 3rd week of school just finished, and already I have my first cold.  Last year I was sick numerous times, at least once a month, with some sort of respiratory crud.  I even went to the doctor last fall because I needed to get another inhaler (I used to only use it for exercise every once in a while but last fall I needed it almost once per day).  Several students were sniffling in class last week but I didn't think I would catch it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning with a sore throat and already it has moved to the sneezing stage.  Hopefully that means it will be over sooner.  I'm really tired and achy, blech!  Enough complaining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start the tissue box collection campaign in my classes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115792302851917829?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115792302851917829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115792302851917829' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115792302851917829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115792302851917829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/already.html' title='already?!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115739458520484255</id><published>2006-09-04T12:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T13:29:45.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful day in the neighborhood!</title><content type='html'>It's such an amazing day today!  It's currently 70 degrees and raining!  I have a window open and the A/C is turned off.  I can actually breathe!  I know most people would think this would be depressing weather, but when it hasn't rained in months, you begin to long for days like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115739458520484255?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115739458520484255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115739458520484255' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115739458520484255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115739458520484255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/09/beautiful-day-in-neighborhood.html' title='beautiful day in the neighborhood!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115698426390121944</id><published>2006-08-30T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:31:03.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>So, I'm feeling kind of blah today.  I guess I can't have all super great days.  I kind of know why I'm feeling this way, but I'm not sure I want to get into it here.  I'm tired.  Let's just leave it at that.  Life is exhausting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the weekend yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115698426390121944?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115698426390121944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115698426390121944' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115698426390121944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115698426390121944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115660707711424515</id><published>2006-08-26T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T10:44:37.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a survivor!</title><content type='html'>I survived the first week of school, YAY!!!  Only 35 more to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highlights from the first week:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I love my classes!  I have a great bunch of kids this year and even though I can tell I'll have a couple of challenging ones, on the whole they are awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I thought my 4th period on A days would be a problem (big class, lots of talkers) but I acted totally goofy with them yesterday and they loved it!  I think we will have a lot of fun in that class, although it will still be a challenge to get them to stop talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Only having one prep this year (Spanish II only) is going to be fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My student council kids rock!  They are super motivated and fun and it's easy to lead them because they basically lead themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My students are actually calling me by my name.  They will start to say "miss, miss!" but then remember and quickly add on my last name.  It's great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have a couple of students who have already admitted that they love Spanish (non-native speakers).  I'm looking forward to feeding into that for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Even though it's been somewhat of a nightmare with the A/C problem, a guy from the district's maintenance team came out yesterday and he's going to make sure the problem is fixed.  They are going to get rid of the silly window unit and put in a central system!  Not sure when this will happen, but I'm encouraged that things are moving forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I've had some fun surprises this week that I'm still smiling about:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so blessed right now!  We'll see how I feel in another month or so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115660707711424515?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115660707711424515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115660707711424515' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115660707711424515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115660707711424515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-survivor.html' title='i&apos;m a survivor!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115638351313148521</id><published>2006-08-23T20:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:38:33.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'>no child left behind...</title><content type='html'>My co-worker was discussing the importance of learning a foreign language with her class.  She asked, “if you are going into the military right now, what language would it be beneficial to learn?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One kid raised his hand and replied, “British?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115638351313148521?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115638351313148521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115638351313148521' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115638351313148521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115638351313148521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/no-child-left-behind.html' title='no child left behind...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115619867445378775</id><published>2006-08-21T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T17:17:54.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>school days...</title><content type='html'>I survived the first day back!  Actually, my classes were pretty good.  I'm really going to enjoy teaching all Spanish II this year.  My classes are huge, but they seem well behaved, so far.  We'll see how it goes as the year progresses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing about today is that the A/C in my portable is not working.  It was over 100 degrees today.  This morning during 1st period, my A/C got the room down to 85 (still pretty toasty with 32 students in the room) but by 4th period, it was 91 degrees!  My students were sweating and complaining, and I can't blame them.  It was awful!  We are trying to get the issue resolved with maintainance, but who knows when it will get fixed.  I don't know what I'll do tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one good thing about it is that after 8 hours in a sauna, I won't need to go exercise!  I'll lose all the weight I want to through sweating!  Nice, I'm sure I am super appealing to be around right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115619867445378775?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115619867445378775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115619867445378775' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115619867445378775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115619867445378775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/school-days.html' title='school days...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115609508409660068</id><published>2006-08-20T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:32:41.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lau's painting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0361.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0361.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you might like to see the painting Laurice made for me. Isn't it amazing!?  It has so many aspects of Maracaibo that I love to look at and remember.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115609508409660068?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115609508409660068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115609508409660068' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115609508409660068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115609508409660068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/laus-painting.html' title='Lau&apos;s painting'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115609449899605505</id><published>2006-08-20T11:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T12:25:26.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I cannot live without books."--Thomas Jefferson</title><content type='html'>Patricia tagged me with this list, and it's actually one that I was excited about doing:) I'm such a book worm...the librarians at the public library in my home town know my whole family by name...by the way, it's kind of scary how similar Patricia, Karin and I are in our reading choices!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. A book that changed your life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Bible, still changing my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abba's Child&lt;/em&gt; by Brennan Manning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Changes That Heal&lt;/em&gt; by Henry Cloud, this is totally cheesy but I read it at a very important time in my life and it really did change the way I view my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Books you’ve read more than once:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/em&gt; by Harper Lee, this is my favorite fiction book of all time. I don't even know how many times I have read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. One book you’d want on a desert island:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The Bible, can not live without it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. A book that made you laugh:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything by Donald Miller, he cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Princess Bride&lt;/em&gt; edited by William Goldman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. A book that made you cry:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bridge to Terabithia&lt;/em&gt; by Katherin Paterson and Donna Diamond, I was in the 7th grade when I read this book and it was the first time one affected me so emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/em&gt; by Leo Tolstoy, this is one of my all time favorite books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. One book you wish had been written:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Yesh, I have no idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. One book you wish had never been written:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the boring text books I had to read for classes in college...&lt;br /&gt;I also agree with the Josh Harris comment by Karin; his book just ticked me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Books you’re currently reading:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When Life and Beliefs Collide&lt;/em&gt; by Carolyn James (re-reading it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Searching for God Knows What&lt;/em&gt; by Donald Miller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Persuasion&lt;/em&gt; by Jane Austen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Color Purple&lt;/em&gt; by Alice Walker&lt;br /&gt;These are all part of my "I'm going to read as much as I can because it's summer and I actually have time" list. I'm trying to finish these books up but with school starting tomorrow, I'm not sure that I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. One book you’ve been meaning to read:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one!? So many books, so little time...Here's a short list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;War and Peace&lt;/em&gt; by Leo Tolstoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Les Miserables&lt;/em&gt; by Victor Hugo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Desiring God&lt;/em&gt; by John Piper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stonewall Jackson&lt;/em&gt; by James Robertson, I can't find it anywhere here! I guess I'll have to order it online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Essential 55&lt;/em&gt; by Ron Clark, did you guys see the &lt;a href="http://www.tnt.tv/title/?oid=633246"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt; on TNT? Really good! Almost makes me want to teach in inner city New York...almost. Then I remember that I kind of teach in an inner city school now and I come back to reality very quickly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord of the Rings&lt;/em&gt; series by J.R.R. Tolkien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that several of my readers are also book lovers like me. So, what's your list look like?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115609449899605505?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115609449899605505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115609449899605505' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115609449899605505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115609449899605505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-cannot-live-without-books-thomas.html' title='&quot;I cannot live without books.&quot;--Thomas Jefferson'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115604614020306236</id><published>2006-08-19T22:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T22:56:34.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/Lau%20y%20yo%2008.19.2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/Lau%20y%20yo%2008.19.2006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my beautiful friend Laurice. She is here in Texas for a 2 week training and I had the awesome privledge to spend the entire day with her today. I have known her for 7 years! We met in Maracaibo, Venezuela the first year I was there and have been friends ever since. She is just an amazing woman with a huge heart. We had a great day of shopping, eating at the Cheesecake Factory (yum!), and just talking. It is fabulous to hear Venezuelan Spanish again! The usual Spanish spoken here is of the Mexican variety and it just doesn't sing in my ears like Venezuelan Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my fave things about Lau:&lt;br /&gt;*Her smile! She can light up the room and make anyone feel welcome!&lt;br /&gt;*She tries to see the good in everything.&lt;br /&gt;*She has a desire to love those who others may deem as unloveable.&lt;br /&gt;*Her artistic side! I have a fabulous painting that she made for me of Maracaibo hanging in my living room. When she saw it today, she said, "wow, I had forgotten about that!" It's one of my favorite gifts I've ever received.&lt;br /&gt;*She is super intelligent!&lt;br /&gt;*Her laugh.&lt;br /&gt;*She was always willing to wake up super early to walk the 2+ miles to our fave bakery in Maracaibo for our discipleship times. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a million more, but those are the ones that instantly come to mind. !!!Te quiero muchisimo, Lolo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115604614020306236?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115604614020306236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115604614020306236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115604614020306236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115604614020306236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/beautiful-day.html' title='beautiful day'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115577549424389088</id><published>2006-08-16T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:44:54.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia is for lovers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0996.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0996.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you not fall in love with these mountains?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115577549424389088?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115577549424389088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115577549424389088' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115577549424389088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115577549424389088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/virginia-is-for-lovers.html' title='Virginia is for lovers...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115577491456575875</id><published>2006-08-16T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T19:35:14.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0980.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0980.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of pictures for you.  The first one is my SIL and me.  The second is my grandma, mom, and adorable nephew.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115577491456575875?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115577491456575875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115577491456575875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115577491456575875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115577491456575875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/pics.html' title='pics'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115559470495426320</id><published>2006-08-14T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:31:44.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>Wow, I have been quite the absent blogger lately.  I don't even have the excuse of nothing going on because I just came back from 9 days in the beautiful state of Virginia.  It was so great being home again!  I missed the mountains and green just as much as I thought I did.  I took a drive one day, just going down some back roads to take it all in.  I got to see my beautiful nephew, too!  He is so cute!  I tried to upload some pics but Blogger isn't letting me right now, so I will try later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is crazy right now.  School starts officially next week so this week is filled with teacher in-services and other various meetings.  Plus, I have to get my classroom ready which is always a lot of work.  I have huge classes this year, too, because we only have 4 teachers for level 2, as opposed to 6 last year.  I am looking forward to the year starting, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few fun things that have happened recently:&lt;br /&gt;*My beautiful friend Dawn came to visit her brother and sister-in-law who happen to live in Dallas so I got to see her too!  It was much too short, but so sweet to spend the little bit of time we did together.&lt;br /&gt;*Another beautiful friend, Lau, is in town from Venezuela for training for her job!  I have not seen her in 3 years so I am so excited to be able to spend time with her this coming weekend!&lt;br /&gt;*I was officially made head teacher of Spanish II.  I know, this isn't too exciting for most of you, but I'm looking forward to the challenge. &lt;br /&gt;*My school district just voted for a nice pay raise for teachers!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, but I will try to get those photos posted ASAP:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115559470495426320?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115559470495426320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115559470495426320' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115559470495426320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115559470495426320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115498312194399250</id><published>2006-08-07T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T15:38:41.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an amazing life</title><content type='html'>Please read this &lt;a href="http://msnbc.msn.com/id/14204483/"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; on the life of Billy Graham, possibly the greatest evangelist in history.  His life inspires me to live more full out for God's glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115498312194399250?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115498312194399250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115498312194399250' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115498312194399250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115498312194399250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/08/amazing-life.html' title='an amazing life'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115249644442341169</id><published>2006-07-09T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T20:54:04.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel jipped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning&lt;/strong&gt;:  If you have not seen &lt;a href="http://disney.go.com/disneypictures/pirates/"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean:  Dead Man's Chest&lt;/a&gt; yet, you may want to skip this post.  I'll try not to give too much away, though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weekends back I went to see The Lake House with a friend.  It's a nice, quiet, romantic movie that was in a theater right next to a horror flick with super high bass.  My friend and I enjoyed the movie but were frustrated with the booming next door so we complained to the manager.  She gave us rainchecks, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew exactly what I wanted to use my raincheck for...to see my future husband Orlando Bloom in his new movie, of course!  I was so excited to see it and was as giddy as a kid when it finally started after what felt like an hour of previews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is very similar to the first; action sequence after action sequence with barely any time to catch your breath (or your thoughts to figure out what the heck is going on).  Johnny Depp is great as Captain Jack Sparrow; gotta love his facial expressions and the way he runs.   There are twists and turns and lots of gross creatures (how do these people come up with these ideas?!)  It makes me want to go back to the Caribbean and the beautiful white beaches and crystal blue water.  It was definitely a great way to spend 2 and 1/2 hours on a Sunday afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why do I feel jipped?  Based on the first installment, I figured it would be a great story with some kind of resolution.  After watching the first one, they could have stopped and we would have been none the wiser.  It can stand on its own without a sequel.  Not so with numero 2.  I won't ruin anything, but the last scene I'm sitting on the edge of my seat thinking, "oh my gosh, we have at least another half hour of adventure to go!"  Then, the words "directed by" flash on the screen and it's over!!!  I sat and stared at the credits for several seconds before I figured out what was going on.  It was like a cliff hanger at the end of a tv season and you have to wait until September for the new season to start, except because this is a huge big budget movie, I'll have to wait much longer.  Totally stinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's be honest...it's not like I wasn't going to see the 3rd one when it comes out anyways.  I'll see just about any movie with Orlando Bloom:-)  I think I may be a little obsessed...looking into group therapy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115249644442341169?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115249644442341169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115249644442341169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115249644442341169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115249644442341169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-feel-jipped.html' title='i feel jipped!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115203646700702907</id><published>2006-07-04T12:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T13:07:47.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Independence Day!</title><content type='html'>"Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to be free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!" --Emma Lazarus, inscribed on the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"America--a great social and economic experiement, noble in motive and far-reaching in purpose."  --Herbert Hoover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't separate peace from freedom because no one can be at peace unless he has his freedom." --Malcolm X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There's the country of America, which you have to defend, but there's also the idea of America.  America is more than just a country, it's an idea.  An idea that's supposed to be contagious." --Bono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"America is not merely a nation but a nation of nations."  --Lyndon B. Johnson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115203646700702907?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115203646700702907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115203646700702907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115203646700702907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115203646700702907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-independence-day.html' title='Happy Independence Day!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115176452778040803</id><published>2006-07-01T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T10:54:38.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm leaving on a jet plane...</title><content type='html'>Guess what, peeps! I'm coming to Orlando! I can not wait to get there and see everyone. I never thought I'd miss Orlando so much:) I will be in town July 11-19th. I want to see as many people as possible! I'll call people to make sure you are around; please pencil me in somewhere in those busy schedules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things I'm looking forward to on my trip to Orlando:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*cathcing up with lots of friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*going to Karen's wedding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*the beach!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*seeing Cheri's wedding dress &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*eating at Season's 52 with my bff Tiger&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*meeting Christy's bird Franz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*driving by the last place I worked and thanking God that I don't work there anymore (not CCC)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Backyard Burger, yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*getting out of Dallas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow, I never realized how much I have to be thankful for as far as Orlando goes. This makes me even more excited! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115176452778040803?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115176452778040803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115176452778040803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115176452778040803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115176452778040803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='I&apos;m leaving on a jet plane...'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115167617967938880</id><published>2006-06-30T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T09:02:59.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought</title><content type='html'>"Each of us is running the race God has marked out for her.  This race is not determined by the good or evil actions of others, no matter who they are or how much power they hold over us.  Neither do we run wherever we please.  God has planned our race, and he is carrying out his plan--a plan that guarantees our good and his glory.  Nothing--not principalities or powers, not the devil himself, not even we--can throw God off his plan or prevent him from accomplishing his good purposes for us.  We run a planned race...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...[If] God is sovereign, then plan B is a myth.  No matter how dark things look to us, or how big the mess we're in, we're in plan A.  God's plan for us is intact, proceeding exactly as he intended, neither behind nor ahead but right on schedule.  Nothing--not our sins, failures, disappointments, bad decisions, nor the sins of others against us--can deter a sovereign God from accomplishing his purposes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from &lt;em&gt;When Life and Beliefs Collide &lt;/em&gt;by Carolyn Custis James&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115167617967938880?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115167617967938880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115167617967938880' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115167617967938880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115167617967938880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115143691362054944</id><published>2006-06-27T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:35:13.620-05:00</updated><title type='text'>realization</title><content type='html'>After viewing the preview for a new movie coming out, &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/theholiday/"&gt;The Holiday&lt;/a&gt;, a friend and I decided it would be smarter to move to England than LA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115143691362054944?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115143691362054944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115143691362054944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115143691362054944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115143691362054944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/realization.html' title='realization'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115143617604900944</id><published>2006-06-27T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:22:56.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>trick mirrors</title><content type='html'>Whenever I go to try on clothes at stores like Ann Taylor, the mirrors are set at an angle so that you look thinner than you are.  Good trick, since it will make you more likely to buy the clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working out like crazy recently, going to the gym almost everyday.  I've also been eating right and trying to be healthier with my choices.  I have lost some weight, definitely, and that makes me feel good because it's working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm at the gym, I use free weights for part of my routine.  I like to stand in front of the mirror to make sure my form is correct.  One thing I've noticed is that I look so slim in those mirrors.  I think, "hey, good lookin'!"  Okay, not really, but I'm impressed with what I see.  But when I get home and look in my bathroom mirror, it's a different story.  I'm not quite so impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, who messed with the bathroom mirror?!  Because the gym mirror obviously has to be the truest one, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115143617604900944?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115143617604900944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115143617604900944' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115143617604900944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115143617604900944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/trick-mirrors.html' title='trick mirrors'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115143550273708750</id><published>2006-06-27T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:16:10.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my 15 minutes</title><content type='html'>You know the old saying "everyone gets a shot at 15 minutes of fame"? I had mine this past Saturday. I volunteered to do some community service.  Check out the &lt;a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/news/localnews/stories/DN-dallasone_25met.ART.North.Edition1.24492c9.html"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; about the event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice the photo with the article.  Yeah, that's me with the black shorts and gray shirt.  Figures that my 15 minutes would be of my backside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115143550273708750?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115143550273708750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115143550273708750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115143550273708750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115143550273708750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-15-minutes.html' title='my 15 minutes'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115066057078965294</id><published>2006-06-18T14:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T14:56:10.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy father's day?</title><content type='html'>I was in church this morning and the pastor started out by saying, "It's a very special day today."  I thought, "huh?" and racked my brain trying to figure out what the date was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continues:  "The US Open is being played today."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I get it, he's making a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the Mavs play tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, adding to the sports banter he likes to add to some of his sermons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the shocker:  "And it's Father's Day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!  &lt;em&gt;Did he just say &lt;strong&gt;Father's Day&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;/em&gt;  I'm thinking to myself.  Please realize, it's easy for me to forget holidays that involve fathers but I felt like such a dope for some reason.  So, in light of it being a holiday dedicated to those Dads in our lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Father's Day, God!!!:-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Props to Abba for sending Jesus to save me:)  I love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115066057078965294?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115066057078965294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115066057078965294' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115066057078965294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115066057078965294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='happy father&apos;s day?'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115059667163010590</id><published>2006-06-17T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:11:11.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>I used to have a friend named &lt;a href="http://www.ckarenrun.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karen&lt;/a&gt;.  She was a regular on Blogger.  Has anyone seen her?!  If so, please tell her to UPDATE HER BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, Karebear!:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115059667163010590?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115059667163010590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115059667163010590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115059667163010590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115059667163010590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115051491930379476</id><published>2006-06-16T22:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:28:39.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>more kitty pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simba on top of the couch, waiting to pounce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0871.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0871.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; how could you not love that face?! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ginger, doing what she does best...lounging around! I love her belly!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/DSCN0830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/DSCN0830.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; checking things out outside &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115051491930379476?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115051491930379476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115051491930379476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115051491930379476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115051491930379476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-kitty-pics.html' title='more kitty pics!'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115049640398172418</id><published>2006-06-16T17:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T17:23:04.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so, what do you think?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/1600/photo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4824/481/320/photo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the new 'do, that is:) I just got it cut and styled today so I thought I'd take a picture to show everyone because it will never look like this again (too bad my stylist doesn't live with me...). I kind of have bangs (you can't see them that well); it's the swept bang look. I think I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS--Does anyone know how to get rid of the white spaces when cropping a pic?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115049640398172418?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115049640398172418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115049640398172418' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115049640398172418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115049640398172418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-what-do-you-think.html' title='so, what do you think?'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7652457.post-115046697891975126</id><published>2006-06-16T08:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:09:38.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ruined</title><content type='html'>I hate the fact that I don't have a light over my washing machine.  The closet where the washer and dryer are located is very dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing laundry today and washed a load of darks.  After I cleared out the washer, I started running hot water and poured in some bleach; time to do the whites.  As the washer starts to fill up and I'm sorting through the clothes I want to throw in, I notice that there is something dark rising in the water.  I grabbed it and burned myself because the water is so hot.  But the burn was nothing compared to the pit in my stomach when I realized which article of clothing it was...a t-shirt that I bought from the Universidad de Sevilla when I was there on a summer mission trip in college.  Sure, it's an old shirt, but it is my &lt;strong&gt;favorite&lt;/strong&gt; t-shirt ever!  This is an amazing piece of clothing.  It has barely faded in the 9 years I've owned it, and there are no holes.  It has retained it's shape and is super soft and comfy.  I don't wear it out really, just to lounge around the house.  But it holds so many memories!  I rinsed it out in the tub hoping to undo some of the damage.  Now I have a navy t-shirt with orangish spots all over it.  Ugh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?  Do you think if I dye it navy it will work?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7652457-115046697891975126?l=annetteknoblock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/feeds/115046697891975126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7652457&amp;postID=115046697891975126' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115046697891975126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7652457/posts/default/115046697891975126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://annetteknoblock.blogspot.com/2006/06/ruined.html' title='ruined'/><author><name>annette</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11495478062711743469</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
