<?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-352105671026977016</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:34:16.530-07:00</updated><category term='Emotions'/><category term='indonesia'/><category term='Lincoln'/><category term='Arika'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Am I Insane?</title><subtitle type='html'>Yes! Insane for Christ...Insane for Indonesia! This is all for His glory.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-9093113598730694126</id><published>2009-09-14T23:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T00:06:46.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Minority</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq885QMPoPI/AAAAAAAABZQ/mKiA_lANzPM/s1600-h/DSCF8132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq885QMPoPI/AAAAAAAABZQ/mKiA_lANzPM/s200/DSCF8132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381587034027565298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Minority is what I am living in Indonesia. When I go for a walk, go to town, go anywhere, I'm always, and I mean ALWAYS being watched, pointed at, and I know (I'm not just paronoid) but talked about. At first I just smiled said, hullo. Then I just hid behind my kids. (so to speak, Having them say hi.)&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm just getting annoyed. Is it right? No! But it's true. I want to yell, "Leave me alone!!"&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know, that this will continue to happen the entire time I live in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me wonder. Did I do this while living in America? Did I stare at people who were different, making them uncomfortable? I truly hope not.&lt;br /&gt;So next time you are out and see somebody different, instead of just looking at them, say something to them. Try and Brighten their day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-9093113598730694126?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/9093113598730694126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=9093113598730694126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/9093113598730694126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/9093113598730694126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/09/minority.html' title='Minority'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq885QMPoPI/AAAAAAAABZQ/mKiA_lANzPM/s72-c/DSCF8132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-6697254399402313599</id><published>2009-09-13T17:00:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:21:09.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emotions'/><title type='text'>Emotions and feelings upon Arrival!</title><content type='html'>Hello everybody,&lt;br /&gt;Sure has been awhile. Hoping now that we are a little more settled in here in Indonesia that I can blog a little more.&lt;br /&gt;I want to share with you a journal entry so you have an idea of what I've been going through. Thanks for reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Friday, July 31, 2009 &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;We arrived on Wednesday afternoon. I was in a fog. I wanted to take as much in and remember as much as I can. I just remember driving through the city of Jakarta thinking I should be trying to take everything in..yet fighting ju&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;st to keep myself awake so I could start making the time change. Got a good nigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;t of sleep and was ready for the next day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Went for a small walk on Thursday around the neighborhood. It is s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;o different. Driving on the opposite side of the road than I am use to...motorcycles everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq2K63u0n7I/AAAAAAAABZA/nEwG29APGYk/s1600-h/DSCF7383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq2K63u0n7I/AAAAAAAABZA/nEwG29APGYk/s200/DSCF7383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109873774993330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Feel like you are go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;ing to be clipped by one driving by you, but yet for here it is so normal. Just hung out and talked to Amberlynne and Sheila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;...didn’t do much else. (Two of the ladies who arrived th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;e same time we did!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Woke up bright and early this morning to the sound of the Call to prayer for the Muslims. Kinda funny how the dogs howled along with it. Yet so weird to think that so many are living in darkness.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Feel like I was hit with a tidal wave of emotions today.  Just tired of everything being so different. Not really sure what is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; bothering me. Not sure if all my emotions and goodbyes are starting to catch up....along with not being one place very long in the past 3 months. Scared of w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;hat my house will be like. I don’t want to have too high of expectations and be disappointed, but yet hoping it will be nice. How do I pin point what exactly is bothering me.  I can’t stop crying. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I’m so happy to finally be here, yet have so many mixed emotions.I have to remind myself this is normal...I’m not the only one to have gone through this, is going through this, or has gone through this. God I need you more than ever right now. You are my rock, and my strength. I miss my family, friends, and my "normal" everyday. It’s okay to have things different. It will just take time to adjust. Lord, there is a reason we are here. For your glory. The funny thing is, I have no desire to back to the states right now...I don’t hate it here. I just think everything is catching up to me. I never to much time to stop and work through all the see you la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;ters and goodbyes I said to friends and family.  I think I’ll like it here. I’m so excited that this is where we are. Just have a lot of adjusting to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Thank you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Lord for your faithfulness and goodness. This is all for your glory not mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq2KMvhzE4I/AAAAAAAABY4/YxoHmawUL_A/s1600-h/DSCF7338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq2KMvhzE4I/AAAAAAAABY4/YxoHmawUL_A/s200/DSCF7338.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381109081298899842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; Be glorified!!!!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I feel so awful for taking Lincoln away from his cousin Landon. They are such good buddies and miss each other so much. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Be glorified in all I do. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I know home is wherever we are. I feel so bad getting mad a Jim for the smallest things this morning...gotta love being an over emotional female. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-6697254399402313599?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/6697254399402313599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=6697254399402313599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6697254399402313599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6697254399402313599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/09/emotions-and-feelings-upon-arrival.html' title='Emotions and feelings upon Arrival!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sq2K63u0n7I/AAAAAAAABZA/nEwG29APGYk/s72-c/DSCF7383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-1241843207262293672</id><published>2009-07-26T20:55:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:22:35.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Rollercoaster</title><content type='html'>I can't believe the time has come for us to finally leave for the mission field!! It has seem like a dream for so long and it is finally here!!!!! I have so many mixed emotions...So excited about this adventure, yet having a really hard time taking my kids away from their cousins, grandparents, Aunts, and Uncles...yet I know they will gain so many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my wonderful sister Jodi. I love you very much. I'm so thankful for our friendship that started blossoming when we moved to NC!! LOL!! And then continued to do so as our families settled in Michigan!! Watching our boys be the best of buds and being so excited to see each other has been a blessing. I will miss you soooo much. Thanks for being my sister, friend, a good listener, and for giving me great advice when I ask for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my wonderful parents who have supported us in this adventure from the beginning. I love you very much and I'm so glad you are  closer to Jodi now. Thanks for all the hard work you put into me growing up...and for your love, advice, and care. I thank the Lord for using you in my life to help direct me to missions. I can't imagine doing anything else with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my sister Tina and her family. I'm so excited we are coming your way!! Looking forward to the time we'll eventually get to spend together!!! Can't wait to be able to text you!!!! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the moms in moms2mom...&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all your prayers, thoughts, and concerns... I will greatly miss our Thursday mornings together. It was such a great time of encouragement and reflection for me. I loved leaving knowing I'm a "normal" mom! Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Best friend Jenn...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sm0qgIVN8FI/AAAAAAAABUE/g7Y1waZz5_4/s1600-h/DSCF6993.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sm0qgIVN8FI/AAAAAAAABUE/g7Y1waZz5_4/s200/DSCF6993.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362989462748786770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being willing to just hang out and chat on the phone. I love how we just connected and that our friendship has blossomed and how we spur each other on in our faith. Thanks for always being honest. I really like that about you. I love how caring you are and so willing help others out. Love ya girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for now as I must get some sleep before our LONG adventure begins soon.. I'll try and keep you updated more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wanted to load more pictures, but they are on the other picture! Sorry!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-1241843207262293672?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/1241843207262293672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=1241843207262293672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1241843207262293672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1241843207262293672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/07/emotional-rollercoaster.html' title='Emotional Rollercoaster'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sm0qgIVN8FI/AAAAAAAABUE/g7Y1waZz5_4/s72-c/DSCF6993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-754584538245965673</id><published>2009-05-20T04:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T04:47:02.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>The emotions that I'm going through lately are Insane! With trying to pack our house and get ready for Indo (even though we don't leave till July) and Arizona. I want to just cry. Such an overwhelming feeling. How do people do this? I is SO hard. I don't even think the hardest part is "getting stuff done." It's that fact that we are leaving people we love and have great friendships with. I'm really going to miss everybody. I'm going to miss hearing my heart language and know what people are saying when I'm out in public, I'm gonna miss being in my comfort zone. I know God is streching me. But nobody ever said it would be easy. So today, I cry, I keep packing, I cry somemore and work through it all. The best part about this day! I get to go take my kids are Arika's last day of school picnic. I think I need the time with them.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry If I've totally bored you, or it just sounds like I'm so down lately. Just sharing what's on my heart. So thanks for listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-754584538245965673?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/754584538245965673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=754584538245965673&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/754584538245965673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/754584538245965673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/05/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-3621604787552983134</id><published>2009-05-16T13:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:09:06.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tough...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sg8quLhGp9I/AAAAAAAABRY/VYcnMsprB68/s1600-h/DSCF6709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sg8quLhGp9I/AAAAAAAABRY/VYcnMsprB68/s320/DSCF6709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336531056311314386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times growing up I moved and I hated it, but yet now as I look back on all the moves, it's made me who I am. It was tough, And at the age of 26, it's still tough.&lt;br /&gt;Now as a mom, I think it's tougher to make my kids move. This is the second move that my daughter really knows what is going on, and this time...we are or have gotten rid of a ton and I mean a ton of stuff. It's really hard to see her so upset over stuff. We are trying to take along the things that make it home, but have such limited space.&lt;br /&gt;We've had a moving sale the last three days. We have the cutest little princess bike with training wheels, that we bought for her when she was two. She LOVES to ride her bike, She is just starting to get the hang of how to slow down and use her breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I watched my 4 year old have a very grown up moment when we sold her bicycle.  She didn't even cry. (she misses it and is sad, but is okay with it, "cause we can get another one in Indonesia.) But I did. Even as I write this I have tears in my eyes. Watching something my kid loves so much walk away.&lt;br /&gt;I know this decision to go to Indonesia is what God has for us without a doubt. But watching how it effects my kids is hard.  I think one of my biggest things is not wanting my kid to hate me or God because of us selling a lot of our stuff and moving to Indonesia. I pray that God will give me the wisdom on how to be a loving mother during this time, and to be able to explain in a simple way why it is so important for us to go!&lt;br /&gt;We've been asked why we are getting rid of so much stuff? Why don't you just store it? Well, one is limited storage space, and two, most of it deteriorates over time.  Thirdly, I can't take it to heaven with me! I'd rather sell my stuff here, go to Indonesia, and have more brothers and sisters in Christ in eternity worship God around HIS throne. I do this for God's glory not mine.&lt;br /&gt;Is it tough, YES! But I wouldn't have it any other way.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-3621604787552983134?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/3621604787552983134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=3621604787552983134&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3621604787552983134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3621604787552983134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/05/tough.html' title='Tough...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sg8quLhGp9I/AAAAAAAABRY/VYcnMsprB68/s72-c/DSCF6709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-8099074341184327057</id><published>2009-05-05T09:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T09:38:35.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A glimpse!</title><content type='html'>So the craziness has begun! We've applied for our Visa's!  In just over two weeks. We leave for our trip to Arizona! We are just starting to pack! Starting to wonder if it's possible to fit everything in? Packing, purging our junk, yard sale, Arika's end of preschool homework, etc. But then I remind myself. I'm not the first missionary to do this! I'm just totally crazy to do it again (meaning packing up my house and packing for a long trip! It's not all going to the same place!) My mind is going faster than I can keep up. So many things to do and get! Just a few items going through my mind to get, sunscreen, sinus meds, clothes for me and Jim, shoes, etc.  Plus tons of people to try and contact to catch up with while in Arizona. &lt;div&gt;Just trying to give you a small glimpse of what's going on! So hopefully this all makes since!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sure when I'll get back to write. So first I have to share with you a quick story. This last weekend we made a quick trip to Canada to see some friends we were in the training with. Our friend took all three kids for a walk, Arika (4), Lincoln(17 mon), and their son (18 mon).  They were walking by the pond on campus and they were only gone for about 5 minutes when they come back with Lincoln soaking wet! Yup, he feel right in! It was to comical! I threw him in a tub of warm water! He wasn't up set or anything. I think more just stunned! Hahahaha! Oh the memories! Thanks Claussen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/352105671026977016-8099074341184327057?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/8099074341184327057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=8099074341184327057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8099074341184327057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8099074341184327057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/05/glimpse.html' title='A glimpse!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-5731085546989036876</id><published>2009-04-16T05:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:36:03.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Around, Around and Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.tribe.net/tribe/upload/photo/909/67a/90967a33-932a-493c-88a2-f525014bf18b"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://images.tribe.net/tribe/upload/photo/909/67a/90967a33-932a-493c-88a2-f525014bf18b" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last couple of weeks have felt totally crazy. Between packing up my parents and moving all their stuff to a storage unit in 2 1/2 days, Arika's birthday, Easter, and trying to get ready for Indonesia. I feel like a hamster on a wheel. I finish my day and I feel like I've gotten NOTHING done. Is that possible? My mind goes in all different directions, (course that's normal for me, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here writing this, I have 3 loads of laundry that need to be folded, about 3 more that need to be washed and folded, The bathrooms are screaming to be cleaned, (I keep trying to block them out.) I have a card table full of pictures and tub more full to go through. (to organize) Those are just the ones that need to be done now. How is there possibly enough time in my day?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one out there that feels like this? I know I should just one thing at a time, and not get overwhelmed, but, I'm getting really frustrated!!  I wrote this partly to let you  know why you haven't heard the rest of the bear story, and because I need encouragement, But yet as I sit here thinking about it. I've been relying on myself, not God to give me strength. Philippians 4 :13 I can do ALL things through Christ who strengthens me.  I am nothing without Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-5731085546989036876?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/5731085546989036876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=5731085546989036876&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/5731085546989036876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/5731085546989036876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/04/around-around-and-around.html' title='Around, Around and Around'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-1486880061960639063</id><published>2009-03-28T07:23:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:28:47.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sc4za_sRI7I/AAAAAAAABN0/jrnaTnSLQd8/s1600-h/DSCF6736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sc4za_sRI7I/AAAAAAAABN0/jrnaTnSLQd8/s320/DSCF6736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244748837856178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sc4zajCz7EI/AAAAAAAABNs/8PVHRmNsS4k/s1600-h/DSCF6731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sc4zajCz7EI/AAAAAAAABNs/8PVHRmNsS4k/s320/DSCF6731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318244741147782210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm very proud to say I'm an Aunt AGAIN!! Carter was born yesterday at 12:50pm is 7 pounds 10 oz., and 20-1/2 in. long! He is so cute and very expressive. I'm so glad I could be at the hospital for my sister who I count a best friend. I love you JO! I'm so very proud of you!! You have a beautiful Baby boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-1486880061960639063?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/1486880061960639063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=1486880061960639063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1486880061960639063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1486880061960639063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/Sc4za_sRI7I/AAAAAAAABN0/jrnaTnSLQd8/s72-c/DSCF6736.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-6170994223732538325</id><published>2009-03-23T12:02:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T13:08:47.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It was pulled back ready to strike...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm really not trying to make you wait. It's been really crazy around here. And for me I really have to be in a writing mood!! So if you haven't checked out the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/02/memories-part-1.html"&gt;first&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/03/memories-part-ii.html"&gt;second&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; part of my story check them out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I backed up quickly and she stayed still, while the rest of us went around her. No one got bit. They said that was a rattler too. I thought it was strange cause I didn't remember seeing a rattle or hearing it. Talk about having enough snakes within 3-4 hours! We continued on our hike. We got to stop at a really cool place called the Grato. The water was beautiful. Such a crystal clear blue! But too cold for me to swim! We did have fun climbing on the rocks and got some pretty good pictures. (which I can't find, sorry.)  After about&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/ScfrzRn4F3I/AAAAAAAABNM/EIbrDdn2u1U/s1600-h/IMG_4377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/ScfrzRn4F3I/AAAAAAAABNM/EIbrDdn2u1U/s320/IMG_4377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316477151270672242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; an hour at the Grato we headed for our campsite for the night. We had about 2 kilometers left to hike.  I barely made it back. (for those of you who don't know, I have lyphodema. It's extra tissue fluid in my feet and legs. They swell up pretty bad in heat and with a lot of walking.)  My feet and legs were killing me. But none the less I did make it back! What a sigh of relief!! After a little rest some of the ladies got dinner ready. I couldn't eat. I just started breaking down crying, I had had enough! I headed for the ladies washroom and one of the ladies on staff came and talked to me. She was so sweet. She let me know she believes God has His hand in everything. Including snakes. We may not always understand it. She let me know that we had seen more snakes that day than she had seen on the same hike in the last 6 years!&lt;br /&gt;At that point she asked me to decide if I thought my legs could handle the next day. Which was a 19 km hike with rough terrain.  Since my legs were hurting so bad and I was emotionally spent,  I told her I didn't think I could.  We decided I would do the last 6-7 km and finish the hike.  Whew! Was I relieved. I was then able to eat a little. A few of us decided to go wash our hair with my Herbal Essence Shampoo in the lake!! It was "Refreshing" to say the least!! haha! Then we all sat around the campfire, sang songs, and made s'mores. All of us were on a total of 3 campsites. The main site we cooked at was on one side of the road. The other two were on the other side. We slowly all headed for &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/ScfrdqGQt9I/AAAAAAAABNE/gp7-mwdtwak/s1600-h/IMG_4394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/ScfrdqGQt9I/AAAAAAAABNE/gp7-mwdtwak/s320/IMG_4394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316476779883444178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;bed. It had been a very long and draining day. My friend Avie and I shared a tent, and Hemp was in the other (right next to us.) Everybody else was across the road. I was so excited that I would get a good full nights sleep without being woken up by Arika. (She had woken up every night in jungle camp, since she always got out from under her covers and would get cold.)&lt;br /&gt;I drifted off into sweet slumber, so welcomed after a long trying day. Only to be woken up by my friend Avie Yelling, "JOY, SOMETHING IS TRYING TO GET IN THE TENT!"  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-6170994223732538325?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/6170994223732538325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=6170994223732538325&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6170994223732538325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6170994223732538325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-pulled-back-ready-to-strike.html' title='It was pulled back ready to strike...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/ScfrzRn4F3I/AAAAAAAABNM/EIbrDdn2u1U/s72-c/IMG_4377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-3811211374041193467</id><published>2009-03-06T08:11:00.004-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:21:01.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, so I know some of you are upset with me. Here's another part of the story.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If you haven't read the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/02/memories-part-1.html"&gt;first post&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; check it out!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's some pics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SbaDkY7zpBI/AAAAAAAABMc/IefknLjUnww/s1600-h/IMG_4314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SbaDkY7zpBI/AAAAAAAABMc/IefknLjUnww/s320/IMG_4314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311577471721907218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The group of ladies for the hike! This was right before we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SbaEG2wKL7I/AAAAAAAABMk/DwnXoc3-Wqs/s1600-h/IMG_4317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SbaEG2wKL7I/AAAAAAAABMk/DwnXoc3-Wqs/s320/IMG_4317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311578063841669042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is at the "Top Noch" restaurant, this is Ruth sitting right beneath the buffalo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SbaEHAr9HtI/AAAAAAAABMs/ek4P1cC5Q0E/s1600-h/IMG_4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SbaEHAr9HtI/AAAAAAAABMs/ek4P1cC5Q0E/s320/IMG_4333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311578066508390098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hearing our last instructions from Shane before we hit the trail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got to the trail and got all geared up. They suggested we only take the necessities. Like water, extra socks, bug spray, etc. So we hit the Bruce Trail. It had some difficult terrain. Rocky, slippery, and a lot of up and downs, not just up, down, but UUUUUUUUUUUUUUP, DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWNS. Like holding on to the trees while you went down so you didn't roll down and die!!  I felt like we were RUNNING!! (Remember  I'm  5' 2"  with very short legs, I was still sporting a good amount of baby weight and very, very out of shape.)  I was in the back of the group having a very hard time keeping up.  I took a little side trail with one of the ladies to see the bay, and there was a flash of green that slithered across my path! I let out a scream, then realized it was only a garter snake. Whew! We hiked for about an 1 1/2 hours an stopped for a break  at a beautiful lookout spot, it was like we were all on a huge rock with cracks in it. Some of the ladies decided to hike down to a cave. I decided to save as much energy as I could! I sat down next to two of our staff members, but careful not to sit over a crack. Unlike one of the staff members. She looks down and says, "oh, hello." and got up. You guessed it! A snake! I was out of there so fast! Then I totally freaked! I started bawling, not just crying but BAWLING! They said it was a Mississauga rattler. It took everything I had to look at the snake. But I wanted to know what they looked like. Everybody was taking pictures, all excited about it.  Then they had us stand back so they could make it rattle so everybody would know what they sounded like. They poked it but couldn't get it to rattle. It just slithered off.&lt;br /&gt;So we continued on. I tried to stay closer to the front. They said it was good for the morale. We couldn't keep up with the lead. So I had one of the ladies (Avie) walk in front of me!! No way was I going first!  As we were walking along, She just about stepped on a snake!! It was pulled back, ready to strike...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-3811211374041193467?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/3811211374041193467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=3811211374041193467&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3811211374041193467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3811211374041193467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/03/memories-part-ii.html' title='Memories Part II'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SbaDkY7zpBI/AAAAAAAABMc/IefknLjUnww/s72-c/IMG_4314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-1649247976258568842</id><published>2009-02-24T12:44:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:03:20.218-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I decided to share my story of the bear. But there is more to it than just the bear. I thougt it would be fun to share with you my whole experience  This post is dedicated to Hemp, and Avie! What great memories! I hope you all enjoy the story. I tried to give those of you who aren't familiar with New Tribes missions training some background.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hope you enjoy.&lt;/span&gt; (sorry I can't find my pictures.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fall of 2005 my husband and I decided to continue our training with New Tribes Mission. Only we decided to head to the Canada campus as it was actually closer than the Missouri campus.&lt;br /&gt;In our first year we learned about culture, tribal missions, relationships, and many more things. Part of our training the first year was Jungle Camp. We had to design a house out of green house plastic, screen, poles, and duct tape. Along with planning meals for the whole month, without being able to go to the store or leave "jungle camp."  We had 2 weeks to build and then we lived in it for 4 works. It was fun, challenging, different, and hard all at the same time. During the 4 weeks, all us ladies, (single and married) went on a 2 day hike in the Bruce Peninsula National Park on the Georgian bay in Canada. We took off from Jungle camp first thing in the morning. (the only time we were allowed to leave "jungle camp") We stopped to have breakfast at a very interesting restaurant called Top Noch. The dining are had a disco ball, a HUGE buffalo head, and a chandelier. The food was pretty good despite the decorations!&lt;br /&gt;While eating, one of the guys that came with us, started telling us that we did need to be careful about the Mississauga rattle snakes, and what to do, blah, blah, blah, I didn't hear much more after that! I started flipping out!! I have hated, let me restate that, HATED!! snakes for as long as I can remember. I decided it would be wise to let them know that I had a phobia of snakes. He wasn't really sure what to tell me. So we all headed out for the Bruce Trail.&lt;br /&gt;More to come on the next post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-1649247976258568842?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/1649247976258568842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=1649247976258568842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1649247976258568842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1649247976258568842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/02/memories-part-1.html' title='Memories part 1'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-2058536149033616968</id><published>2009-02-08T16:40:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T16:57:47.244-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indonesia'/><title type='text'>Renewed Passion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SY9-wLjynPI/AAAAAAAABKk/DSA0KSMhoMk/s1600-h/IDN_Dao__004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SY9-wLjynPI/AAAAAAAABKk/DSA0KSMhoMk/s320/IDN_Dao__004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300594652640091378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in church last week taking communion, thinking about what a precious gift I've been given with Christ dying on the cross for my sins. Then the Lord brought to my  mind the thousands of tribal people all over the world who haven't had a chance to hear of God's love and grace. Those that will die before they ever have a chance to hear. They live everyday in fear of evil spirits. Why don't they know yet? Because they haven't been told!! Some have asked for the God talk, but are still waiting years later, since their are not enough missionaries. I can't imagine doing anything else with my life, to have a part in the Gospel of Christ reaching to the uttermost parts of the earth.  Since Jim and I have been raising our support for over a year and we are only at 27%, I've gotten caught up in every day life, forgetting why we are going. Thank you Lord for renewing my passion for missions!  I'm so glad I serve a God who knows what he is doing even when I don't understand!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-2058536149033616968?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/2058536149033616968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=2058536149033616968&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2058536149033616968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2058536149033616968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/02/renewed-passion.html' title='Renewed Passion'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SY9-wLjynPI/AAAAAAAABKk/DSA0KSMhoMk/s72-c/IDN_Dao__004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-2132215428153605646</id><published>2009-02-05T17:51:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:56:33.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SYuYuR7m1jI/AAAAAAAABGY/3lp7HeQdvVw/s1600-h/DSCF6227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SYuYuR7m1jI/AAAAAAAABGY/3lp7HeQdvVw/s320/DSCF6227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299497307386336818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes. Thought this might help you get to know me more. If you feel like a challenge, try doing it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;25 Random things about me.&lt;br /&gt;1. I've never lived in one house for more than 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've lived in 6 states(Oregon, Arizona, Montana, Colorado, North Carolina, and Michigan) and Canada.&lt;br /&gt;3. I love bike riding, but hardly ever get too.&lt;br /&gt;4. Sometimes wonder if I was born in the wrong decade.&lt;br /&gt;5. I had to redo first grade.&lt;br /&gt;6. I was home schooled from first grade(second time) on.&lt;br /&gt;7. I finished 1 1/2 years of High School in 3 weeks so I could go to Bible School.&lt;br /&gt;8. My husband was the first person I kissed and it was only a month before our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;9. I got to do things in high school (go to a concert) that my older sister NEVER got to do! Thanks Tina and Jodi!!&lt;br /&gt;10. I hate playing dodge ball.&lt;br /&gt;11. I would love to go sky diving.&lt;br /&gt;12. I love to bake.&lt;br /&gt;13. I love to down hill ski, but haven't in over 9 years.&lt;br /&gt;14. Volley Ball is my favorite sport to play.&lt;br /&gt;15. I Learned how to play soccer when I was 22.&lt;br /&gt;16. I have a condition in my legs called Lymphedema, had it since birth.&lt;br /&gt;17. Excited to live in Indonesia.&lt;br /&gt;18.  I have a short attention span.&lt;br /&gt;19. My most favorite job before being a mom, was being a car porter at a Car dealership.&lt;br /&gt;20. When I was 14 I had a white and brown rabbit named Boganvia.&lt;br /&gt;21. I have a phobia of snakes.&lt;br /&gt;22. I've had a run in with a black bear.&lt;br /&gt;23. I love sugar and carbs but can't eat it anymore due to having Hypoglycemia.&lt;br /&gt;24. The sound of nails clicking or being bitten drive me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;25. Can't stand it when windshield wipers are going, the windshield isn't wet and they make a weird noise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-2132215428153605646?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/2132215428153605646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=2132215428153605646&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2132215428153605646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2132215428153605646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random Things...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SYuYuR7m1jI/AAAAAAAABGY/3lp7HeQdvVw/s72-c/DSCF6227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-639955200169932877</id><published>2009-01-31T08:56:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:06:17.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>I'm back, I'm moved, settled, and enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's been so long! I'll keep you posted on what's going on!&lt;br /&gt;More to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-639955200169932877?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/639955200169932877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=639955200169932877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/639955200169932877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/639955200169932877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2009/01/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-2915223053098444557</id><published>2008-11-22T09:59:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T11:59:20.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So Caring.</title><content type='html'>All I can say is that we have an amazing loving heavenly Father. He new I would need a break amongst, taking care of my kids and packing our apartment. I was given an opportunity to spend a night and day away with some other women at an E Women's conference. I had a great time! The Lord used the time for me to be renewed and encouraged, as well as showing me that I need to stop and take time while I have it with my kids. They are growing up so quickly! Linc is a year in just a few days!&lt;br /&gt;I had the opportunity to hear the groups Avalon, Denver and the Mile High Orchestra, Children from around the World, and Al Denson.&lt;br /&gt;I had the privilege to hear, Chonda Pierce, Thelma Wells, Carol Kent, and Karen Kingsbury. These ladies have allowed the Lord to work in their lives and were willing to share it with us.  Even in tough times, the Lord is always there. He has already worked it out!&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-2915223053098444557?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/2915223053098444557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=2915223053098444557&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2915223053098444557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2915223053098444557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-caring.html' title='So Caring.'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-6328147494563705310</id><published>2008-11-06T10:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T10:27:29.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling totally loved!</title><content type='html'>Today I come to my blog to check and see if I had any comments on my post yet... to find that my husband found and changed my background. Which, I have been trying to do for a couple of weeks! I absolutely love it! Thank you to my wonderful husband, I feel so loved and cherished. Thanks for being a wonderful husband and father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-6328147494563705310?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/6328147494563705310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=6328147494563705310&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6328147494563705310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6328147494563705310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/11/feeling-totally-loved.html' title='feeling totally loved!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-3157807325985310439</id><published>2008-11-05T10:14:00.006-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:00:24.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreading, yet blessed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn-img.thedailyplate.com/images/fitness/carrying-moving-boxes-up-stairs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 383px;" src="http://cdn-img.thedailyplate.com/images/fitness/carrying-moving-boxes-up-stairs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread what is coming...people tell me I should be use to it, No big deal. After all I've done it over 30 times in my life. The dreadful word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; That's right I have moved more times than my age! We aren't only moving, but going through and "purging" all of our "stuff". How in the world did we accumulate so much stuff in 5 years of marriage! Is it possible? I have Two weeks to go through, pack all our stuff, and clean our apartment! Then we leave for a long trip to Florida! (This is only a Trip we are moving to another house in Jackson!) The only word that comes to mind is INsANitY! But then I stop and think of my loving savior who has provided a place for us to move that will help us with more space to build more relationships, and save money. In the end the outcome will be so much better! I admit, we are procrastinators, so the thought of having to go through everything now is much better than right before we leave!  We serve an awesome God.  He knows what is best for us and how we can further the Gospel. Jim and I have been reading through Philippians. Paul is such an inspiration to me. I have to say it is my favorite book of the Bible. A book of encouragement, joy, and suffering. I challenge you to take some time and read through the book of Philippians! Don't just read it to read, but really stop and think...what was going on, what was Paul thinking!&lt;br /&gt;We hope you have a wonderful day. Sorry, it may be a while before I get back to post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-3157807325985310439?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/3157807325985310439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=3157807325985310439&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3157807325985310439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3157807325985310439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/11/dreading-yet-blessed.html' title='Dreading, yet blessed!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-8605657466515447377</id><published>2008-10-21T05:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T05:49:11.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>White or chocolate?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icecreamjournal.turkeyhill.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/choco-vanilla-swirl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://icecreamjournal.turkeyhill.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2007/07/choco-vanilla-swirl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other day when Arika and I were riding in the van, somehow the subject of ice cream came up. She informed me that she doesn't like chocolate ice cream. She likes the white ice cream. Than asked what kind the white ice cream was. I told her that it is called vanilla. Arika quickly exclaimed that vanilla is her favorite Ice cream! Which just isn't right! I grew up in a home where if there was ice cream in the house, it had some kind of chocolate in it! Where did she get vanilla as a favorite! Guess I'll have to blame her daddy! I do have to say, it is fun to watch my kids personallities come out more and more!&lt;br /&gt;So are you a chocolate or a while ice cream person (as Arika would say?) Personally I LOVE chocolate with nothing on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-8605657466515447377?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/8605657466515447377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=8605657466515447377&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8605657466515447377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8605657466515447377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-or-chocolate.html' title='White or chocolate?'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-8746528687193582401</id><published>2008-10-15T13:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:04:59.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Encouraged!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.markinc.org/resource/images/treasures/encouragement_photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.markinc.org/resource/images/treasures/encouragement_photo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Ever just have a day or time that you just feel so down, Or so discouraged that something just isn't going to happen? To be honest, I've been a little frustrated at God. Not understanding why we haven't had more support come in yet. Wondering if we are still suppose to go in April. Then the Lord provided a large gift that will cover the cost of our visa's (which we apply for in Nov.) and pay for part of our plane tickets! What a loving and amazing God we serve. Just a confirmation that He is in control and that we are on the right track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this past weekend we had a missions conference that we were a part of. What an amazing weekend! I felt so welcomed and loved. The Lord provided the money for us to have a babysitter for the kids Friday night, and then my in-laws willingly took our kids for all of Saturday. (Thanks mom and dad Abbott!) So one very nice thing was not having to worry about my kids while at a conference. I feel that most the times we go to churches, that I don't have much opportunity to talk to people, do too taking care of the kids. What a huge blessing it was!&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, they took all of us missionary wives shopping! Oh, how much fun we had! I'm pretty sure that all you moms would agree that if you have to buys something for yourself that you almost feel guilty, even if it is something you really, really need. Do to somebody in your family needing something else. Well, I was given some money and told I could only spend it on myself! That took all the guilt away! I got some much needed dress pants and some nice shirts for when we go into churches. I felt so special.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time sharing and meeting new people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If asked to describe this last weekend  in one word, I think it would be ENCOURAGEMENT! I walked away from the missions conference so encouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom's group has been doing a Bible Study on Encouragement. It is really cool to see how the Lord works in our lives!&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/352105671026977016-8746528687193582401?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/8746528687193582401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=8746528687193582401&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8746528687193582401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8746528687193582401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/10/encouraged.html' title='Encouraged!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-4454070961008311278</id><published>2008-10-02T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:29:19.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have...</title><content type='html'>a Saturday morning tradition? We do! We make donuts almost every Saturday morning! Hang on, I know what your thinking, I could never do that! Well, it's quite simple. So I think anybody can make them. Even though they are do-able from scratch, it is much more time than I have on a Saturday morning! You want to know my secret? Canned biscuits! yup, you can use the cheapest kind you can find or if you want really, really good donuts, Pillsbury Grands biscuits are the best!&lt;br /&gt;You can usually find them on sale for a $1,  or less if you have coupons, around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SOF8WKcDLBI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xW5MtKb1fPQ/s1600-h/DSCF5947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SOF8WKcDLBI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xW5MtKb1fPQ/s320/DSCF5947.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251615360691678226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Step 1  put oil in pan and heat over medium heat.&lt;br /&gt;Step 2 open can of biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Step 3 shape donuts, have fun and experiment!&lt;br /&gt;step 4 once oil is hot enough place biscuits in hot oil, (carefully)&lt;br /&gt;step 5 turn over once golden brown.&lt;br /&gt;Step 6 when both sides are done, place on top of a paper towel on a plate.&lt;br /&gt;Step 7 Eat plain or top with powdered sugar, cinn. sugar,or make a simple glaze to dip them in!&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SOF8jKdRtZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/4sVkuLrlgFs/s1600-h/DSCF5946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SOF8jKdRtZI/AAAAAAAAAwc/4sVkuLrlgFs/s320/DSCF5946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251615584035124626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have a blast as a family making these! Something we look forward to every week! I would love to hear if you have any fun traditions or just special traditions you do with your family.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day and maybe you'll even try making these for fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-4454070961008311278?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/4454070961008311278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=4454070961008311278&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4454070961008311278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4454070961008311278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/10/do-you-have.html' title='Do you have...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SOF8WKcDLBI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xW5MtKb1fPQ/s72-c/DSCF5947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-186467306505199448</id><published>2008-09-30T16:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T19:46:09.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, how I ache.</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I sit here with tears running down my face, not understanding, but knowing that God is in total control. I ache for our dear friends, Curtis and Joanna. Joanna is the mother of 3 beautiful children. All under the age of 6.  About a week ago she had surgery on a tumor located in her brain. They were not able to get it all due to the location of the tumor. They found out that it is cancer and is the worst possible kind. She'll be staring chemo and radiation soon. She's been given 1-2 years. I sit here wondering why her. But then I am reminded that God is in total control. And because of sin in this world, we have sickness and diseases. God is the GREAT Physician. He is more than able to heal her completely. That is my prayer. But know at the same time that it is all for his Glory. Please pray for them as they go though this time of taking in the info, talking to their kids, starting chemo, and adjusting to all that is going on in their lives. Please pray as well for the rest of their family. They have family in Indonesia, and Mozambique, as well as in the states. I can't imagine how hard it would be to be that far away.&lt;br /&gt;Our prayers are with you Curtis, Joanna, Kanes, and the rest of the Jackson clan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-186467306505199448?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/186467306505199448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=186467306505199448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/186467306505199448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/186467306505199448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-how-i-ache.html' title='Oh, how I ache.'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-2198094247156858534</id><published>2008-09-25T10:38:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:59:49.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>First Haircut!</title><content type='html'>It's amazing how quick time goes, how different boys and girls are, and quiet interesting to give a 9 month old boy a haircut with clippers!&lt;br /&gt;It was quiet funny and frustrating all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The pictures pretty much tell it all.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvNgl-VScI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SBlmZKPCACU/s1600-h/DSCF5925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvNgl-VScI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SBlmZKPCACU/s320/DSCF5925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250015750463506882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's that noise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvOswqgF5I/AAAAAAAAAwE/pj9ZjZVIN0w/s1600-h/DSCF5929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvOswqgF5I/AAAAAAAAAwE/pj9ZjZVIN0w/s320/DSCF5929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250017059003176850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay, I can do this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvNRf4jl9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/SrV7ht0-U7o/s1600-h/DSCF5927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvNRf4jl9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/SrV7ht0-U7o/s320/DSCF5927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250015491130628050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't know&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the spoon was distracting at first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvOOsNjf4I/AAAAAAAAAv0/l5ROeEeR5Es/s1600-h/DSCF5932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvOOsNjf4I/AAAAAAAAAv0/l5ROeEeR5Es/s320/DSCF5932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250016542411947906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spoon, or no spoon, I'm not liking it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvNwY6WenI/AAAAAAAAAvs/4tYjxHuVlEk/s1600-h/DSCF5936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvNwY6WenI/AAAAAAAAAvs/4tYjxHuVlEk/s320/DSCF5936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250016021835053682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really don't like this! I've had enough!&lt;br /&gt;&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/352105671026977016-2198094247156858534?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/2198094247156858534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=2198094247156858534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2198094247156858534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2198094247156858534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-haircut.html' title='First Haircut!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNvNgl-VScI/AAAAAAAAAvk/SBlmZKPCACU/s72-c/DSCF5925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-847167746115026674</id><published>2008-09-22T11:08:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T12:34:26.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soccer mom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNfy1ybSX1I/AAAAAAAAAvM/uOd-OzFJBp0/s1600-h/DSCF5980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNfy1ybSX1I/AAAAAAAAAvM/uOd-OzFJBp0/s320/DSCF5980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248930896606814034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Orange Team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a day! So this last weekend, Jim and I kept some friends kids so they could go away for their anniversary. On Sat. morn they each had a game. We had a total blast watching them and cheering them on. Philip's team won! And for Anna, they don't keep score! Just trying to get them to kick the ball, is the important thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all we had a great weekend, and would do it again!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNfyjEVxLNI/AAAAAAAAAvE/g5Z1zC37m9Y/s1600-h/DSCF5978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNfyjEVxLNI/AAAAAAAAAvE/g5Z1zC37m9Y/s320/DSCF5978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248930574997990610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arika was so up set when she didn't have a soccer uniform to wear and that she didn't get to play! Maybe next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-847167746115026674?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/847167746115026674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=847167746115026674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/847167746115026674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/847167746115026674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/09/soccer-mom.html' title='Soccer mom...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SNfy1ybSX1I/AAAAAAAAAvM/uOd-OzFJBp0/s72-c/DSCF5980.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-4910977312098559125</id><published>2008-09-11T17:12:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:24:50.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No way...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SMm1JRvoFRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/sCeAyXLT23A/s1600-h/DSCF5914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SMm1JRvoFRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/sCeAyXLT23A/s320/DSCF5914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244922412036265234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Here's my little ham!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;is it really true...am I a mom of a preschooler? It sure seems way to soon that my daughter has officially started preschool!&lt;br /&gt;Monday was her first day! She absolutely loves it! She wasn't sure at first, but it took her just a few minutes to decide she'd be fine. Every day she goes we ask her if she learned anything, her answer  so far is no. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SMm1ZH4w_vI/AAAAAAAAAu8/W0IdIO9TPBk/s1600-h/DSCF5920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SMm1ZH4w_vI/AAAAAAAAAu8/W0IdIO9TPBk/s320/DSCF5920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244922684268150514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They had show and tell the first day. They were all suppose to sit down, Arika was kind of lost and upset that her friend Anna wasn't there! (Even though I had told her continually that Anna would be at a different school) So her teacher had her sit in her lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hope you all have a wonderful weekend. We are headed out of town for a missions conference. Not sure when I'll get to post again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-4910977312098559125?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/4910977312098559125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=4910977312098559125&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4910977312098559125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4910977312098559125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-way.html' title='No way...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SMm1JRvoFRI/AAAAAAAAAu0/sCeAyXLT23A/s72-c/DSCF5914.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-2589367635647410955</id><published>2008-08-26T16:55:00.008-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T06:17:59.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance instructions...</title><content type='html'>I can never get enough of Arika doing this. It is too cute!&lt;br /&gt;I had a really hard time getting her to do it when the camera was on her. She has become quite the little teacher. She has shown many little girls how to do this dance. It's called the HOLLY DOLLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-18d55b7889b9cdc0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18d55b7889b9cdc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330129839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D876B7EE280F38AD63CE668DA35855A24D94CD96.1890072FC2D56BC02571C3D76ED1D187415A1BCD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18d55b7889b9cdc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDLYJnSf_jbrtix9YIFz9HtvD5uk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18d55b7889b9cdc0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330129839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D876B7EE280F38AD63CE668DA35855A24D94CD96.1890072FC2D56BC02571C3D76ED1D187415A1BCD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18d55b7889b9cdc0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DDLYJnSf_jbrtix9YIFz9HtvD5uk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-2589367635647410955?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=18d55b7889b9cdc0&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/2589367635647410955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=2589367635647410955&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2589367635647410955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2589367635647410955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/08/dance-instructions.html' title='Dance instructions...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-8415557105264350702</id><published>2008-08-18T10:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:48:42.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKm127pFOsI/AAAAAAAAAtk/_wPPXRXIxV8/s1600-h/April+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKm127pFOsI/AAAAAAAAAtk/_wPPXRXIxV8/s320/April+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235915997122476738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1184094&amp;amp;id=656636113"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1184094&amp;amp;id=656636113" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOST! As a mom I have mixed emotions. Excitement and pride swells my heart as my son hits new mile stones.  I clap and tell him how excited I am and that he is such a big boy.  I want him to excel and continue to grow. At the same time, it's so crazy how fast time goes. Time is flying by and my baby boy won't be a baby for long. I love how a little at a time he gains some independence, but hate it at the same time. Pretty soon he won't need me as much. I want him to need me and yet not all at the same time. How is that possible? This weekend I've lost some freedom. Lincoln is officially on the move! He isn't to quick yet, but I'm sure in the next week he'll have it down pat.&lt;br /&gt;Out will come the pac-n-play. I can no longer leave him sitting in the middle of the floor and go in the other room to do something! He is on the move. Even though he is my only boy, from what I see he is pretty much ALL boy! I'm sure there will be some exciting stories ahead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-8415557105264350702?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/8415557105264350702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=8415557105264350702&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8415557105264350702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8415557105264350702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/08/freedom.html' title='Freedom...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKm127pFOsI/AAAAAAAAAtk/_wPPXRXIxV8/s72-c/April+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-1689063492624035320</id><published>2008-08-14T18:35:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T18:44:31.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are a few pictures I've taken lately. I have fun when I get the time!&lt;br /&gt;The first two were at Greenfield village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKTdzZ5WsuI/AAAAAAAAAtM/pETANQNUB3U/s1600-h/DSCF5657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKTdzZ5WsuI/AAAAAAAAAtM/pETANQNUB3U/s320/DSCF5657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234552542105875170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKTejjhHjeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/L8aetZ2Namo/s1600-h/DSCF5652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKTejjhHjeI/AAAAAAAAAtU/L8aetZ2Namo/s320/DSCF5652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234553369322294754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKTej1iioWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RsVM6s6i1Z8/s1600-h/DSCF5720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKTej1iioWI/AAAAAAAAAtc/RsVM6s6i1Z8/s320/DSCF5720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234553374160101730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lincoln just chilling&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/352105671026977016-1689063492624035320?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/1689063492624035320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=1689063492624035320&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1689063492624035320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/1689063492624035320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/08/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKTdzZ5WsuI/AAAAAAAAAtM/pETANQNUB3U/s72-c/DSCF5657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-2794869137251845877</id><published>2008-08-13T08:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T09:08:08.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arika'/><title type='text'>BECAUSE, I said so...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKMG0uF2wQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BtwjrwQ1uA0/s1600-h/DSCF5502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKMG0uF2wQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BtwjrwQ1uA0/s320/DSCF5502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234034694730203394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is something Arika has been hearing a LOT lately! Her favorite Question to anything and I mean anything you ask or tell her to do is, "why mommy?" I find myself throwing my hands in the air frustrated and saying "BECAUSE, (quite loud) I said so" (getting softer). I'm sure all mommies are use to this. And then I think, how can you! hahaha. So if anybody has an idea or suggestion on how to handle the "why" Questions, I will gladly take them. Just leave a comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-2794869137251845877?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/2794869137251845877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=2794869137251845877&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2794869137251845877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2794869137251845877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/08/because-i-said-so.html' title='BECAUSE, I said so...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SKMG0uF2wQI/AAAAAAAAAtE/BtwjrwQ1uA0/s72-c/DSCF5502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-4297667937457475062</id><published>2008-08-02T04:39:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T04:49:48.038-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lincoln'/><title type='text'>Flipper Giggles</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4c151c5e60cc1b6c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c151c5e60cc1b6c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330129839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF02CD3296B2E8D6C82754AEF7BCAE050AEED65C.8F81479F0E4E854305958CB91C15A559B454E60%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c151c5e60cc1b6c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4q8FQVQYj_46eYWe-5GQactt-nU&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4c151c5e60cc1b6c%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330129839%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DF02CD3296B2E8D6C82754AEF7BCAE050AEED65C.8F81479F0E4E854305958CB91C15A559B454E60%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4c151c5e60cc1b6c%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D4q8FQVQYj_46eYWe-5GQactt-nU&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought you could use a smile today! He is so adorable!(course, I'm not biased at all;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-4297667937457475062?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4c151c5e60cc1b6c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/4297667937457475062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=4297667937457475062&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4297667937457475062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4297667937457475062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/08/flipper-giggles.html' title='Flipper Giggles'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-8404582775678234202</id><published>2008-07-30T12:14:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T16:55:18.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do I have time?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://juliaandcraig.com/images/tivo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://juliaandcraig.com/images/tivo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it ever seem like your at the end of the day and you have absolutely no clue how it went by so fast? Where did all the time go? I've been having those a lot lately. Only it's not because I have sooooo much to do, but because I've wasted my day. How you ask? Two little letters, T.V.&lt;br /&gt;I've allowed it to take over my life.&lt;br /&gt;At times my little friend has his positives, like when your sick and can barely move or when you just can't sleep. He is also very demanding, sucking away all my time. Keeping me from very important tasks,  like taking care of my dear children, keeping my house in order, or even spending time with a friend that is far more precious. So dear friend, I am saying goodbye. I'm sure I will miss you at times, but in the end it will be far more beneficial for me and my family. Farewell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-8404582775678234202?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/8404582775678234202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=8404582775678234202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8404582775678234202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/8404582775678234202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/07/do-i-have-time.html' title='Do I have time?'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-887550570914395547</id><published>2008-07-15T07:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:00:40.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all worth it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SHy530VlfzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/-5qOaCjRaxA/s1600-h/DSCF5260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SHy530VlfzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/-5qOaCjRaxA/s320/DSCF5260.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223254036436057906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;So yesterday morning Arika peeks her head in our room and says, "It's time to get up guys!" Jim told her to come climb in bed with us, which is usually allowed only on Saturday's! So she snuggles in between us. After a few minutes I rolled over (facing her) and I see her beautiful big blue eyes watching me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is our our conversation went!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ~ Good Morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arika ~ Good Morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;            Your hair is soft mommy! (while feeling my hair) You want to feel mine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ~ your hair is soft too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;She placed her hand on my cheek and says, "I love you Mommy." In the sweetest voice you could imagine! You could hear the love in her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how my heart melts when I hear those words from my child's mouth, especially when she initiates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Right there was God telling me that, "It's all worth it!  Thank you Lord. I need those small encouragement's to keep going.  Arika is definitely 3! Day in and day out is a continual battle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;After days on end of her trying to argue with me and continually testing me, It was a huge encouragement! So thank you Lord! And a huge Thanks to my wonderful Hubby who a huge help with the kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I'm wondering why nobody seems to tell you about the trying 3's. I heard a lot about the adventurous 2's (as I call them.) But yet I don't think I would have believed anybody at the time! For any of you that have or have had a 3 year old you know exactly what I mean!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;I love my kids! I wouldn't trade them for anything in the World! Even as frustrating  as it gets at times, I know that IT IS ALL WORTH IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-887550570914395547?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/887550570914395547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=887550570914395547&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/887550570914395547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/887550570914395547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-all-worth-it.html' title='It&apos;s all worth it!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SHy530VlfzI/AAAAAAAAAs4/-5qOaCjRaxA/s72-c/DSCF5260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-4379118325588364901</id><published>2008-06-26T07:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T08:03:50.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Duty calls...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ci.seattle.wa.us/courts/jury/jury_checkin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ci.seattle.wa.us/courts/jury/jury_checkin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jury duty that is!&lt;br /&gt;I got to report in Detroit bright and early on Monday morning. I was excited and nervous all at the same time. One driving to down town Detroit all by myself, and having never been on jury duty or even been in a courtroom before. My day started at 5am! That's early for me! It was so weird to just get myself ready to go somewhere without the kids.  I sat around for about 2 hours before anything happened. We got to watch a short video clip that was made in the late 80's to early 90's. Then we headed into the courtroom. I never got called up into the box to be questioned, which I was really glad. I wasn't sure how I would answer some of their questions. I don't know that I could have been inpartial, considering it had to do with identity theft. I had my identity stolen twice in a 6 month time span a few years ago.  I still get to call every night for the next week. I could still get called back in. I do have to say I did enjoy the ride home with no kids, just taking my time and stopping for lunch, I had the music blasting for most of the way home!&lt;br /&gt;A huge thanks to my husband for keeping both kids for half the day! It sure is challenging with both of them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-4379118325588364901?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/4379118325588364901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=4379118325588364901&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4379118325588364901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4379118325588364901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/06/duty-calls.html' title='Duty calls...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-800876259764047300</id><published>2008-06-16T17:09:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:22:32.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a guy!</title><content type='html'>I know this is a couple of weeks late, but it is never to late to tell the men in my lives how important they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SGOlGcn2GFI/AAAAAAAAAsw/coTh9n6PwoM/s1600-h/DSCF5377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SGOlGcn2GFI/AAAAAAAAAsw/coTh9n6PwoM/s320/DSCF5377.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216194323606280274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To the wonderful man in my life that is a great Father to our kids. Jim, thank you for having such a part in our kids lives. It means a lot to me and I know it will mean a lot to them later in life. Thank you for being willing to help out all the way from changing diapers to playing with them on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SGOkUMOZxVI/AAAAAAAAAso/7Uo2QObR3Io/s1600-h/DSCF5378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SGOkUMOZxVI/AAAAAAAAAso/7Uo2QObR3Io/s320/DSCF5378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216193460211139922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To my Daddy. I love you. Thank you for having such a part and influence in my life. I'll never forget the time we spent going out for birthday breakfast's, just hanging out and getting good advice! I'm so glad that you live closer now. Happy Father's day!&lt;br /&gt;                                                                &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry, I don't have a picture on the mac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my Father-in-law. Dad, thanks for always being willing to joke around and for being there. It has been great getting to know you in the last 7 years. Thank you for having such  a part in my husbands life. He is a great man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Father's Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-800876259764047300?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/800876259764047300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=800876259764047300&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/800876259764047300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/800876259764047300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-guy.html' title='What a guy!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SGOlGcn2GFI/AAAAAAAAAsw/coTh9n6PwoM/s72-c/DSCF5377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-3406029474812117165</id><published>2008-06-09T13:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:25:34.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More...</title><content type='html'>Well, I went to the doctor and told I have a viral infection! What's next?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;few things I forgot to tell you in a nutshell...&lt;br /&gt;when we were at the mall on Sunday! We got sent to the tornado shelter!! That was a new experience! There was a tornado warning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was something else and I just can think of what it was!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll remember later!&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-3406029474812117165?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/3406029474812117165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=3406029474812117165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3406029474812117165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/3406029474812117165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/06/more.html' title='More...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-4816940411365210914</id><published>2008-06-09T06:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T07:03:56.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In a nut shell...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SE03lzQL9yI/AAAAAAAAAr0/PiyBJ_3Vuuk/s1600-h/nutshell1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SE03lzQL9yI/AAAAAAAAAr0/PiyBJ_3Vuuk/s320/nutshell1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209881466490320674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it's been a while since I've made a post. I'll try and wrap it all up in a nutshell!&lt;br /&gt;Arika had a fever for 4 days!&lt;br /&gt;Went to Plainwell, Mi spoke in a church&lt;br /&gt;Grand Rapids spend night in hotel and had dinner with friends&lt;br /&gt;Saw Glidewells and got our Van!&lt;br /&gt;I strained my back and was down for a day.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lansing to be a tourist in our own town day with in laws and grandma&lt;br /&gt;Start feeling sick!&lt;br /&gt;Have strep throat. Take medicine&lt;br /&gt;feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Amyberlynne comes to visit.&lt;br /&gt;Speak at church in Okemos! Start feeling sick again.&lt;br /&gt;Fever, chills, sore throat start on the way home last night! (june 8th)&lt;br /&gt;Going to the doctor today.&lt;br /&gt;tell you more later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&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/352105671026977016-4816940411365210914?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/4816940411365210914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=4816940411365210914&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4816940411365210914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4816940411365210914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-nut-shell.html' title='In a nut shell...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SE03lzQL9yI/AAAAAAAAAr0/PiyBJ_3Vuuk/s72-c/nutshell1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-6074636858464674229</id><published>2008-05-16T05:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T05:40:56.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YES! and AGH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SC2Afhuw5xI/AAAAAAAAAqI/0waVmLku3bE/s1600-h/1+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SC2Afhuw5xI/AAAAAAAAAqI/0waVmLku3bE/s200/1+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200954423801603858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So for the last 3 1/2 Days Arika has had a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 -- she didn't want to do anything. She just laid there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 -- She had a little bit more energy, was happy to just watch T.V., Lay on couch, read books,                 etc. Just chilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 -- Didn't want to sit still for anything. Faught tooth and nail, didn't really listen at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yes! part is that last night her fever finally broke. Thank the Lord! The AGH! part, is it seems that ever time after she is sick she is as ornery as can be! I think she just has to make up for the last couple of days and get her quota in! Hahahaha! Hard part is that she didn't sleep through the night for the last 2 nights! Jim and I are exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, such is life. We'll make it. So far no signs of any of the rest of us getting it! Thank you Lord!&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;&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/352105671026977016-6074636858464674229?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/6074636858464674229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=6074636858464674229&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6074636858464674229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/6074636858464674229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes-and-agh.html' title='YES! and AGH!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SC2Afhuw5xI/AAAAAAAAAqI/0waVmLku3bE/s72-c/1+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-7456332575315633890</id><published>2008-05-12T07:45:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T08:17:01.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute...</title><content type='html'>As much as I love being a mother and having a day to celebrate it. Yesterday was a struggle for me. Knowing somebody personally that isn't able to be a mom. It really made me pray for those who aren't able to be moms but want to sooooooo bad. Or for those who are estranged from or have lost a child or children. I sit here crying as I write these knowing that yesterday was such a painful day for some. I have days that I struggle with being a mom! But yet there are women out there who would give anything to be a mom. I need to remember to be thankful for what I have and that I can be a mom. So this post is a tribute to all the women out there who  had a rough mother's day. I'm praying for you!&lt;br /&gt;from a somber mom,&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-7456332575315633890?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/7456332575315633890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=7456332575315633890&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/7456332575315633890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/7456332575315633890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/05/tribute.html' title='A Tribute...'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-2487197153708811407</id><published>2008-04-25T12:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:19:58.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our little Cubbie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIuwx9IseI/AAAAAAAAAoA/X7YHctJqbsg/s1600-h/April+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIuwx9IseI/AAAAAAAAAoA/X7YHctJqbsg/s200/April+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193264735889961442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love watching little kids up on stage in front of everybody. It was Arika's first time in front of a big group of people. She finished her cubbies book so she got to go up and get her award!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry the picture is blurry. She wouldn't stand still! hahaha! That's our little munchkin!&lt;br /&gt;Arika we are so proud of you. You worked hard learning your verses!&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to all the leaders and helpers in cubbies! Arika absolutely loved every minute of it!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIuxR9IsfI/AAAAAAAAAoI/H9oxS0gi0JI/s1600-h/April+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIuxR9IsfI/AAAAAAAAAoI/H9oxS0gi0JI/s200/April+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193264744479896050" 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/352105671026977016-2487197153708811407?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/2487197153708811407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=2487197153708811407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2487197153708811407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/2487197153708811407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/04/our-little-cubbie.html' title='Our little Cubbie!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIuwx9IseI/AAAAAAAAAoA/X7YHctJqbsg/s72-c/April+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-5810190095613992974</id><published>2008-04-25T11:42:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T12:13:25.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the season</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIrHR9IsbI/AAAAAAAAAno/UGlUSkIkR84/s1600-h/April+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIrHR9IsbI/AAAAAAAAAno/UGlUSkIkR84/s320/April+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193260724390506930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past Wednesday was the closing ceremony for Awana.I had the awesome privilege of giving the girls their awards!&lt;br /&gt;We have one night left, but that is just the carnival for all the kids!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIrwh9IscI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IRgjBy7Nleg/s1600-h/April+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIrwh9IscI/AAAAAAAAAnw/IRgjBy7Nleg/s200/April+025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193261433060110786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a total blast this year being the director of Treasure Seekers, 3rd and 4th grade girls. We had some fun events over the year.  Just a couple of weeks ago we had a secret sister reveal party. Ladies in our church adopted each girl and prayed for them and gave them small gifts throughout the year. They had fun playing games, eating yummy treats, and meeting each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIs5R9IsdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/_iVMeI2FEMM/s1600-h/April+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIs5R9IsdI/AAAAAAAAAn4/_iVMeI2FEMM/s200/April+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193262682895593938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is glad the year is over and the other part of me is sad, as next year I won't get to help out! Each and every girl is so special. I thank the Lord for allowing me to have a part in their lives, even if it was small!&lt;br /&gt;Till next time,&lt;br /&gt;Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/352105671026977016-5810190095613992974?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/5810190095613992974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=5810190095613992974&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/5810190095613992974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/5810190095613992974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/04/end-of-season.html' title='End of the season'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SBIrHR9IsbI/AAAAAAAAAno/UGlUSkIkR84/s72-c/April+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-5821446241410605777</id><published>2008-04-12T09:32:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T11:32:26.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Way!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SAD-4Dcy2RI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VYtb2wyY6a4/s1600-h/Arika%27s+Birthday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SAD-4Dcy2RI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VYtb2wyY6a4/s320/Arika%27s+Birthday+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188427009683020050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arika blowing out the candles on her Lighting McQueen Cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last Saturday we had a party for Arika, I keep thinking there is NO WAY she is already 3!&lt;br /&gt;We had a total blast! We had family and friends over. (We had it at my in-laws) Our apartment is waaaaay to small to have as many people as we had! My mom was able to come up. Unfortunately dad had to work! We really missed him! Just thought I'd post some pics from her bday!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SAD-4jcy2SI/AAAAAAAAAmE/MpDEDPS4Gag/s1600-h/Arika%27s+Birthday+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SAD-4jcy2SI/AAAAAAAAAmE/MpDEDPS4Gag/s320/Arika%27s+Birthday+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188427018272954658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doesn't she make a cute hula girl?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SADlkDcy2QI/AAAAAAAAAl0/POpV-jOt_WQ/s1600-h/Arika%27s+Birthday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SADlkDcy2QI/AAAAAAAAAl0/POpV-jOt_WQ/s320/Arika%27s+Birthday+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188399178294941954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;Arika and her friend Anna taken a break!&lt;br /&gt;They were so cute. they were whispering to each other!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you too all who were able to come! You made Arika's day very special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SADlkDcy2QI/AAAAAAAAAl0/POpV-jOt_WQ/s1600-h/Arika%27s+Birthday+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-5821446241410605777?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/5821446241410605777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=5821446241410605777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/5821446241410605777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/5821446241410605777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-way.html' title='No Way!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SAD-4Dcy2RI/AAAAAAAAAl8/VYtb2wyY6a4/s72-c/Arika%27s+Birthday+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-4925411023893073927</id><published>2008-03-28T08:18:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T08:29:25.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>To cute for Words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I just wanted to show off how adorable my kids are. Of course I'm sure I'm biased.&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing them grow and learn everyday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/R-0OG5bcOuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/TEHb7G7Vjeg/s1600-h/1+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/R-0OG5bcOuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/TEHb7G7Vjeg/s320/1+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182814257831230178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This  is some of Lincoln's first cereal. He absolutely loves to eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/R-0Ny5bcOtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Qqty2rLzFYM/s1600-h/1+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/R-0Ny5bcOtI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/Qqty2rLzFYM/s320/1+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182813914233846482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little princess playing dress up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/R-0NSJbcOsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cADocpGBH4o/s1600-h/1+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/R-0NSJbcOsI/AAAAAAAAAlI/cADocpGBH4o/s320/1+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182813351593130690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One day Arika decided she wanted to read a book to Linc! It was to cute!&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/352105671026977016-4925411023893073927?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/4925411023893073927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=4925411023893073927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4925411023893073927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/4925411023893073927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics.html' title='To cute for Words.'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/R-0OG5bcOuI/AAAAAAAAAlY/TEHb7G7Vjeg/s72-c/1+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-352105671026977016.post-960690846680585066</id><published>2008-03-27T10:53:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T10:55:12.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting over!</title><content type='html'>Okay, So I wanted to figure out the blog all by myself. I think I did it. It will take me time to figure it out. This blog is where I will get to post all I want about my kids and what is going on in my  life since I'm not sure everybody always wants to hear about it every week in our email we send out. So if you want to read about what happens in my daily life read on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/352105671026977016-960690846680585066?l=insaneforindo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/feeds/960690846680585066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=352105671026977016&amp;postID=960690846680585066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/960690846680585066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/352105671026977016/posts/default/960690846680585066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insaneforindo.blogspot.com/2008/03/starting-over.html' title='Starting over!'/><author><name>Joy Abbott @ Insane4Indo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02180708635783751167</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5UE6ShKx-f8/SZIjOHqXJpI/AAAAAAAABLE/u1H_t0hZ8WM/s1600-R/missionary(2558)_img.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
