tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24897706124271696382024-03-05T17:08:42.478-05:00Southerner in the CityFrom Macon to Manhattan and Now to North Carolina Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.comBlogger325125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-1374023941503739672015-02-21T11:42:00.000-05:002015-02-21T11:42:01.099-05:00RCS Grad Turns Love of Digital Creations into 3D Systems Career <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVr4AbwB0Iauo4TKiBILr-NUPDXYpdPy7ujmMFzK3XPWrJ55NJ0_MWzj5vTpTcW5LOl_lfm0aKbYIJ1KUF73ie3-P8-V8QgrjY6Km_fsA6Ixgs9tu1gkNVoVUhe0XLxK_SibjKMfdTZU/s1600/BenDibble.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmVr4AbwB0Iauo4TKiBILr-NUPDXYpdPy7ujmMFzK3XPWrJ55NJ0_MWzj5vTpTcW5LOl_lfm0aKbYIJ1KUF73ie3-P8-V8QgrjY6Km_fsA6Ixgs9tu1gkNVoVUhe0XLxK_SibjKMfdTZU/s1600/BenDibble.jpg" height="240" width="320" /></a>Wearing a college hoodie paired with jeans and tennis shoes, Ben Dibble looks like your average 18 year old. But, the recent Richmond Early College graduate is anything but ordinary.<br />
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Instead of making Spring Break plans like most college freshmen, Dibble is settling into his new role as a 3D Printing Technician for Rock Hill, South Carolina based 3D Systems.<br />
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Here, he runs a lab of 3D printers making models for the consumer market. But, Dibble explains it was his time with Richmond County Schools that turned his love of digital creations into an actual post-graduate position.<br />
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“It all started at Rohanen Middle School; my friend and I would stay late every day to use the computers because they had video game design software,” said Dibble.<br />
And, from there it took off.<br />
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Under the guidance of Jeff Epps and Chad Osborne, Dibble entered the G.R.E.A.T.-Globally Ready Engineering and Technology-Academy in the eighth grade, where he was first exposed to coding, 3D modeling and 3D simulations.<br />
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The Academy began as a free two week class called Summer of Kainotomoia, but Epps and Osborne soon decided they wanted to reach more students. So, in addition to the summer intensive, they added a monthly four hour class.<br />
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“Saturdays are about failing to fail through failure,” said Epps. “Because students have seen what happens when the 3D printer jams, they instantly go into troubleshooting mode. By the time they graduate, they’ll know what to do.”<br />
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Fast forward five years, and it’s now Dibble who, although once a student, now aids in teaching coding and 3D basics.<br />
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3D technology is the skill of the future. Effortlessly marrying math and science, it exposes students to engineering and critical thinking skills while they’re still in elementary school. It helps them now in their academics and in the future with their job prospects.<br />
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It was knowing “errors are just pitfalls; they aren’t mountains you can’t climb” that ultimately set Dibble apart from the other, older candidates up for the job.<br />
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“I was taught real life skills instead of just being on a degree path,” said Dibble. “I gained the experience needed to do this job, and it actually culminated into me receiving this position.”<br />
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But don’t think Dibble’s stopping his education now that he’s got his own apartment, insurance and 401k.<br />
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Thanks to 3D Systems’ tuition assistance, he plans to continue with his long-term education goal of gaining skills, as opposed to diplomas, that apply to on the job training.<br />
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Additionally, Dibble hopes to bring industry and high tech jobs back to Richmond County.<br />
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“It’s like a supply and demand chain,” said Dibble. “If there are technically skilled employees here who would know how to do this job, it just makes since for companies to come here and set up shop where they can take students directly from high school to being their employee.”<br />
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“The 3D printing industry is going to happen somewhere,” added Osborne. “It’s our choice whether or not it happens in Richmond County.<br />
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Michael Chapman, the principal at Richmond Early College, called Dibble the epitome of what the Early College is about.<br />
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“He benefited from having this small environment where he could sport his strength...and now realizes he has the potential to change our community.”<br />
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Dibble claims “not to be super special.” He took the normal Early College path and earned an Associates Degree in Arts. He said he was just at the right place, at the right time, with the right interests.<br />
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“This is possible for every student in Richmond County,” said Dibble. “This program is what made me the person I am today, and I really want more kids to have that same opportunity.”Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-24861760471718956612015-02-08T15:35:00.000-05:002015-02-08T15:35:06.948-05:00I'm NOT a fan of transitions! <div class="p1">
Call me crazy, but I'm really not too great when it comes to change. Blame it on the fact that I lived in the same house for most of my life, or maybe it has something to do with the whole not knowing anyone thing? But, this first week at the new job's been a bit tough. </div>
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I can't tell you how many times <a href="http://biblehub.com/jeremiah/29-11.htm" style="text-decoration: underline;"><b>Jeremiah 29:11</b></a> has run through my brain. Don't get me wrong; I really do believe this is exactly where He wants me to be. The school district's great, and all the people that I have met are amazing. But, I'm seriously NOT a fan of transitioning! </div>
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I know; like with any new job, there's going to be a few weeks where everything's new. I can't beat myself up about being an hour late for a meeting I didn't know about. And really, who's to say purple pants aren't appropriate for board meetings? But, more than that, I'm just so ready to know all my schools. Plus, I really miss having my elementary kiddos give me hugs whenever they spot me in the grocery store. </div>
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The good news is my first week is officially behind me! I've experienced my first K-12 Principals Meeting, designed a new teacher recruitment banner, been hit with a couple of basketballs and taken more than 2,000 pictures. Add in a new Instagram and Twitter, and if that's not a warm welcome, what is? Plus, it's like I said before; I love that Richmond County Schools' colors are green and gold. It makes me feel like I've got a piece of Dublin, GA with me here in North Carolina. </div>
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Way back when, my 7th Grade English Teacher said, "to be a great writer, you have to write everyday." Well, I've been a bit neglectful of my blog these past few months, instead trading in reviews and recipes for press releases and Facebook updates. But, now that I'm starting a new job and have moved 5+ hours away from all my loved, I figured now's as good a time as any to get back at it. Plus, having an outlet to go to will force me from spending all my free time nestled on the couch watching Netflix. </div>
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Roo and I have been North Carolina gals for a full week now. Most of it's been spent unpacking boxes and waiting on technicians, but thank goodness we're all settled in. She's anxiously awaiting our next walk to Downtown Rockingham, while I'm a bit nervous about my first day at the new job.</div>
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For as long as I can remember, I've always had it in my mind that 24 to 27 would just be "The Perfect Age." It'd be the time in my life that I'd look back at 50 years from now and say, "wow; now that's when life really got started." Why? I'm done with school, work in a profession that's applicable to my degree and have enough money in my back account to buy a new pair of boots. Call me crazy, but if that's not living, what is? So, I think it's a bit fortuitous that I'm starting a new job in a new state on my 24th Birthday.</div>
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Not only am I trading in my #FightingIrish to #RichmondRaiders but also attempting to sort through <span style="text-align: center;">the whole having 16 schools as opposed to six. Throw in the fact that I know a grand total of three local folks, and I'm sure my first day's going to be interesting. Thank goodness I at least have a new outfit. </span><br />
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So, here's to you 24, with all awkward handshakes and get to know you name games, I'm sure it's going to be great! </div>
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<br />Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-78433825179165998042014-07-11T11:15:00.000-04:002014-07-11T11:15:17.419-04:00#one21 takes on #forward2014 <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22.176000595092773px;">From my<a href="http://southernerinthecity.blogspot.com/2014/06/forward2014.html"> last gushing post</a>, I'm sure you can tell I absolutely loved </span>#forward2014<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22.176000595092773px;">! Well, I've finally </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Coming Soon'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 22.176000595092773px; text-align: right;">had a bit of downtime this week and was able to put together a little video, highlighting a few of CCD's favorite memories. </span><br />
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Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-16981114541148909222014-06-29T21:35:00.001-04:002014-06-29T21:35:36.441-04:00#forward2014 Just about everything I've posted or been tagged in this weekend has included <a href="http://forwardconference.org/">#forward2014</a>. So, if you're wondering what it's all about, keep reading…<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">The vision of Pastor Jentezen Franklin and Free Chapel Church, it was basically a giant three day worship service. Never in my life have I seen so many Christians together in one place worshiping God. And, let me tell you; it was FANFREAKINGTASTIC! </span><br />
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Artists like Matt Redman, Isral Houghton, Planetshakers and Hilsong Young and Free got each service started. Then, some of the top pastors in the country would deliver the message. Even though they were speaking to more than 13,000 other people, quite a few times, I felt like the words pouring from their lips were directed just at me. It was like God wanted me to know I matter. I'm more than just a face in the crowd. He has amazing plans for my life. There's things that only I can do; I just need to listen and let Him be in control. <br />
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Listening to each speaker, I wrote down page after page of notes, quotes, and tidbits that God wanted me to remember and share. So, here's a few of my favorites:<br />
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1) <a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=jeremiah+29%3A11&version=NIV">Jeremiah 29:11</a><br />
2) If God has a hope for your future, you should have a hope for your future.<br />
3) Promotion comes not from the East or from the West but from the Lord. Remember, we serve a God who's in the life changing business.<br />
4) Read <a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+chronicles+4%3A+9-10&version=NIV">1 Chronicles 4:9-10</a>, and you'll see that God WANTS to answer our prayers.<br />
5) Give Him your weakness, and He'll give you His strength.<br />
6) He's looking for something and someone out of the ordinary. <br />
7) You are not just a human being. You are a word that God has spoken.<br />
8) You are the intention of heaven for the attention of the earth!<br />
9) I should not show more praise for a sports team that doesn't know me than to a God who does.<br />
10) Worship is the one thing God cannot give himself.<br />
11) Our homes are to be places of prayer.<br />
12) If you'll give God a vessel He'll pour into you. You just have to be clean and empty. Then, God can use you to make miracles.<br />
13) God searched for 42 generations to find the box for His product. Indeed, the product gives value to the box.<br />
14) Because, you're either a container of trash or treasure.<br />
15) The enemy of our souls knows who we are long before we do.<br />
16) Dissecting <a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=james+1%3A2-8&version=NIV">James 1:2-8</a> is a bit hard to muster But read it. It'll give you something to think about.<br />
17) The attacks on your faith have much more to do with who you might be then who you've been in the past.<br />
18) Don't pray safe prayers.<br />
19) By dying on the cross, Jesus didn't just take your place. He gave you His. <br />
20) Yes, the Cross=Love, but it's also a weapon.<br />
21) When there's a but God everything changes.<br />
22) Your past is your history, but your future is your destiny.<br />
23) Turn the page.<br />
24) If you listen too long to what people say about you you'll begin to believe it.<br />
25) When we open His word it's a chance for an encounter.<br />
26) There's unsaved people that are more passionate about their sin than Christian are about their Savior. Seriously, sometimes Christians are the worst advertisements for church.<br />
27) Churches make mistakes because churches are made up of people and people make mistakes.<br />
28) <a href="https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Galatians+5:22-23">Galatians 5:22</a><br />
29) The greatest books have not been written. He's just searching for a vessel.<br />
30) I believe in Jesus Christ.<br />
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When I went to pick Roo up, of course, my mom and I started talking about my trip. All I could do was gush and read from my notebook. Then, as I was getting up to leave with my puppy and overly tired eyes, she asked if I was coming down from my weekend high.<br />
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<br />Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-21996214831178484422014-06-18T10:14:00.001-04:002014-06-18T10:14:45.441-04:00Roo Thublin Is Turning Four! <div>
Call me crazy, but this post is all about Roo Thublin. Overall, I feel like I do a pretty good job of keeping my puppy pictures and updates to a minimum. But, today my fabulous dachshund is turning four. Blame it on the fact that it's just the two of us (and it's my first June 18th as puppy momma), but today we're going to celebrate. </div>
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5) She's a protector puppy that isn't afraid to bark when wandering pups or people come within a few feet of our front door. </div>
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2) He made sure there was an Alabama cheerleading outfit in the deliver room.</div>
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5) I love Momma, but Daddy's WAY better at telling us stories from our childhood.</div>
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6) He cried during my final ballet recital. Who knew <i>Sweet Child of Mine</i> could<i> </i>make a grown man ball like a baby? </div>
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It's June 12th, and that can only mean one thing...it's Joseph Thomas' Birthday! My wonderful baby brother is turning 19, so of course, we're going to celebrate tonight with his favorite dinner and dessert. But, I can't wait until 6:00 PM to contain my big sister excitement, so here's a list of 19 reason why he's my favorite guy. </div>
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Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-16564039409318099972014-05-11T15:34:00.000-04:002014-05-11T15:34:55.881-04:0020 Reasons Why My Mom's The Best I know everyone thinks their mom's the best, especially on days like today. But, mine really is. <br />
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Here's 20 reasons why I love her!<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">1) She's the most selfless person I know.</span> Whether it be her time or money, she does whatever it takes to provide for her three kiddos. She's the kind of Momma who'd literally cut off her own arm if we needed it. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">2) Whenever we go out for Mexican, she lets me decide whether we get cheese dip or guacamole. </span></div>
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<span style="color: blue;">3) She believes in our talents.</span> From the time I brought her my first bit of writing in 2nd Grade to now, she's always encouraged me to make a career out of what I love. Unlike my brother and sister, I've never been one to master math. She understands my analytical weaknesses and embraces my creative nature, buying me a stack of glue sticks when most kids would need a calculator during back to school shopping.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">4) She knows our favorite cookies.</span> Taking a page from June Cleaver, whenever one of us comes home from college, she makes sure our favorite sweet treats are just coming out of the oven as we walk in the door. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">5) She introduced me to<i> Days of Our Lives</i>.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">6) She indulges our weird habits.</span> The three of us have this weird habit of randomly breaking out into song. I think it has something to do with watching too many musicals at any early age, but anyways. We'll be sitting at the table, someone will say a phrase which will in turn trigger our rendition of "Do You Want to Build A Snowman." And the worst part about it…we all have horrible singing voices!<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">7) She prioritizes family dinners.</span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">8) She taught me good morals.</span> From the day I was born, she brought me up in a Christ-centered home and worked long hours to put me through the best schools around.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">9) She understands how much I love my dog.</span> We're looking for places to spend our vacation, and she knows I'd be sad to leave Roo behind. So, if they're not pet friendly, they've been marked off our list of possibilities.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">10) She's honest.</span> <br />
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<span style="color: blue;">11) She understands sometimes you just need to stay in your pajamas all day.</span> By no means am I insinuating that she's lazy; she just knows that after a busy week of work, spending a Saturday at home with fuzzy socks and an oversized t-shirt is the best medicine.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">12) She loves her holidays.</span> Whether it be Christmas or Arbor Day, she has decorations for every occasion. Even if it means creating holidays (like Spooky March), she loves when the whole family gets together for celebrations.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">13) Using the clever phrase "Beauty is Pain," she fixed my hair for the first 11 years of my life…despite my morning screams. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">14) She is one tough cookie.</span> She's been put through the ringer, and all it seems to do is make her that much stronger. She's a whiz at keeping her cool, even when a tree falls on the house.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">15) She's my best editor.</span> She's been forced to read every term paper I've ever turned in. Kudos to her, especially, for proofing my 20 page piece on Female Genital Mutilation in African Housewives.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;">16) Except for my whole wearing leggings as pants thing, she never judges my outfit choices too sternly. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue;">17) She loves Disney.</span> Most kids have to beg their parents to take them to Disney World. Not me. We've been to the Most Magical Place on Earth more times than I can count, and I've got the pictures with Mickey to prove it. <br />
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<b><span style="color: blue;">18) She's the first person I call.</span></b> She's always there when I need her. Even if it is three o'clock in the morning, I know she'll be there to discuss the good, the bad, or the ugly. <br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>19) She makes meatless chili.</b> </span> Especially living in the South, I understand it's got to be difficult cooking for a vegetarian, yet she's very considerate in making sure I don't go hungry…even if that does mean I'm eating a plate of fries when we go to Five Guys.<br />
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<span style="color: blue;"><b>20) She's the epitome of a fabulous Southern Woman</b>.</span> She understands the importance of family and isn't afraid to cook with butter.<br />
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With Mother's Day just around the corner, it's the perfect time to salute the best TV mommas. Just like in life, they've got the most thankless role. But there's more to them than just carting around their kiddos and reacting to their dopey husband's shenanigans.<br />
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<b>1) Lorelai Gilmore, <i>Gilmore Girls</i>:</b> If you're a girl who grew up in the '00s chances are you've wished your mother-daughter relationship was more like that between Rory and her quirky, coffee-drinking mom. After sitting through seven seasons, Lorelai taught us diner food is delicious and anything can be achieved through hard work (and a little bit of sass).<br />
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<b>2) Catelyn Stark, <i>Game of Thrones</i>:</b> Sure, she plays favorites (like solely focusing on Rob's protection when Arya and Sansa were stuck in King's Landing following their dad's beheading), but you gotta admit she's a devoted mom. From Cat, it’s apparent when your counterpart is Cersei, it doesn’t take much to win the maternal match.<br />
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<b>3) Carol Brady, <i>The Brady Brunch</i>:</b> The typical story of a blended family, TBB is all about what happens after mom and dad get together to form their one big happy family. Stay at home mom is her official job title, but Carol does so much more. From freelance writer and sculptor to lunch packer and PTA president, she's the '70s mom to be, all while carting around her six kiddos in that brown station wagon.<br />
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<b>4) Clair Huxtable, <i>The Cosby Show</i>:</b> Long before Michelle Obama moved to Pennsylvania Avenue, Clair introduced America to a fabulous black woman who shattered racial stereotypes. No other TV momma has lived up to her iconic beauty and brains. From her court room, shoulder-padded suits to her silky, jewel-toned pjs, she always looked like a well put together lady. If I was guaranteed a mom like Clair, I'd want to be one of five too!<br />
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<b>5) Cora Crawley, <i>Downton Abbey</i>: </b> It takes a special person to deal with a mother-in-law like Violet. But, Cora's defining mom moment came in Season One, when she helped Mary move a dead body from her bed. Talk about doing whatever it takes to keep your daughter's public appearance up.<br />
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<b>6) June Cleaver,<i> Leave It To Beaver</i>:</b> Yes, June wore pearls around the house. And high heels. But her real trademark was her loving, no-nonsense approach to raising two boys. These days, people love to poke fun at June, but you gotta admit there's something sweet to making sure your family's dinner is ready and on the table at 5:00 PM, even if it is unrealistic.<br />
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<b>7) Laura Petrie, <i>The Dick Van Dyke Show:</i></b> Laura's who Betty Drapper wishes she could be. This strong woman knows how to keep a home, manage a family, and remain true to her own self, all while rocking capri pants. Certainly not the normal '60s TV Mom, she's not afraid to voice her own opinions, and if her husband disagrees, then oh well.<br />
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<b>8) Tami Taylor, <i>Friday Night Lights:</i> </b> As if raising a teenage daughter couldn't earn you a spot by itself, Mrs. Coach is the go-to Momma for all Dillion football players. She miraculously says the right thing at the right time to every wandering teen to come her way. Plus, Tami know that sometimes the best therapy is a date night with the television and a glass of Chardonnay.<br />
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<b>9) Sophia Petrillo, <i>The Golden Girls</i>:</b> The eldest Golden Girl sure is one tough cookie, but those wise cracks don't hide this Italian Ma's love for Dorothy, Blanche, and Rose.<br />
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<b>10) Jill Taylor, <i>Home Improvement</i>:</b> She's a mother to three boys and married to Tim "The Toolman" Taylor…nuff said.<br />
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<b>11) Reba McEntire, <i>Reba</i>:</b> Like the theme song says, Reba's a survivor. Though a cheating husband and pregnant 17-year-old are thrown her way, this feisty red head's got it under control. Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-88089772325814038032014-04-30T19:30:00.000-04:002014-04-30T19:32:40.124-04:0011 Reasons Why Being a Grown-Up is Sorta Overrated As a prepubescent teen, the adults in our lives made being a real grown-up look really fun. But you know what? It's not as glamorous as it looks. Coffee gets old, and bras are boob jail. <br />
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Here's 11 reasons why being a grown up is sorta overrated. <br />
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<u><b>1) Eating Whatever You Want:</b></u> As a kiddo, I can't tell you the number of times we'd go to a gas station. And, all I'd want is to grab as many Reese’s Cups as my chubby hands could carry. But like most parents, my mom and dad fed me real meals instead of candy confections. Fast forward to 2014, and, sure, there's days my dinner is a big bowl of ice cream. But, that's the exception to "the rule" not the norm my preteen self would have predicted.<br />
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<u><b>2) Driving:</b></u> Cars are expensive. Monthly payments, insurance, and gas add up quick. Plus, I'd much rather spend the five hour drive to Florida watching House of Cards over watching the road. <br />
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<u><b>3) Having a Credit Card:</b></u> In just about every Disney Channel Original Movie from the '90s, the main character would magically have a credit card accidentally be mailed to him. From which, said character would spend gobs of money on the sickest jelly shoes and Lisa Frank binders money can by. But now, if we go on a crazy shopping spree, there's a monthly bill that rolls in, and we're expected to pay for it. <br />
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<u><b>5) Work Wear:</b></u> Unless you work for a super laid-back employer, jeans are only permitted in the office come Friday. Sure, when you were five and sporting a neon green blazer to kindergarten, work wear seemed like no big deal. But, now that you actually have to put together real outfits on a daily basis, the days of t-shirts and shorts seem magical. Plus, heels hurt! <br />
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<u><b>6) Being a Puppy Parent:</b></u> Every time I walk into a pet store, I'm constantly fighting the urge to adopt a new furry friend. Their sweet little faces are looking up at me, and I've got no one but myself to blame for not taking them all home. <br />
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<u><b>7) Holidays</b></u>: These days, if you want candy you've got to be the one to buy it.<br />
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<u><b>8) Carrying a Handbag: </b></u> My first purse was this red velvet number with a clowns head on its center complete with yarn hair. It contained spare Barbie shoes, a Hello Kitty hairbrush, and Dr. Pepper Lip Smackers. Nowadays, my bag looks more like a bulging suitcase then a trendy accessory. And yes, the saying's true…once you go big, there's no going back. <br />
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<u><b>9) Living the Roommateless Life:</b></u> Rodents exist, and you're the only one to catch the scurrying critter. <br />
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<u><b>10) Drinking Coffee:</b></u> Remember the good old days when your idea of drinking coffee was sitting in a Starbucks for hours on end sipping from your Double Chocolate Frappuccino and gossiping with your 13 year old friends about that cute, new foreign exchange student? Now, it's more along the lines of how quick can I get this caffeine coursing through my veins? Take it from a girl who constantly smells like a cup of joe; we're in an endless losing cycle thanks to our coffee addiction. And, if we try to give it up? Terrible headaches ensue. <br />
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<u><b>11) Dating:</b></u> Rom-coms have ruined my idea of relationships. I keep waiting for my future soul mate to magically reach for my cup of coffee because we've both ordered a Venti Vanilla Latte. We'll brush hands, feel "the spark," and spend the rest of our days living happily ever after. In reality, today's dating game is less about lasting and more about who you're going home come last call. Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-32341274987998498602014-04-27T17:40:00.000-04:002014-04-27T17:40:45.242-04:00Allergies Ruin Spring <div style="text-align: center;">
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<br />1) Everyone's always like "look at those pretty flowers." You're like "get those pollen bombs away from me." <br /><br />2) The cute guy at the pharmacy thinks you're a mouth breather. <br /><br />3) People mistake you for an aging athlete, since you've been lathering on the VapoRub like it's your job. <br /><br />4) Claritin, Cold and Sinus Pills, Mucinex, Nasal Spray, Cough Drops…your medicine cabinet can rival any drug store. <br /><br />5) All you want to do is lounge in bed, far away from high pollen and mold spores. <br /><br />
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6) But, you aren't contagious, so your boss still expects you to come in. <br /><br />7) You've got blood shot eyes, but it's not from doing anything fun. <br /><br />8) From sun up to sun down, your constantly sniffling. <br /><br />9) . . . Meaning, you leave a trail that could rival any fairy tale breadcrumbs. <br /><br />10) And, will inevitably end up up passing out in a pile of used tissues. <br /><br />Oh the joys of Spring! Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-45514745405524615732014-04-13T20:55:00.001-04:002014-04-13T20:55:16.317-04:00Trading in Main Street for Dirt Roads <div style="text-align: left;">
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The epitome of country charm, Swainsboro's Flat Creek Lodge is the perfect spot for Southerners looking to escape the daily drools. From the minute you trade in Main Street for dirt roads, it's all about enjoying the scenic serenity.</div>
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I'm no outdoorsy sportsman, but even I could appreciate the fabulous water fowl (including baby ducklings and black swans) and beautiful grounds. Being a vegetarian, I'm probably not the best judge of the lodge's cuisine, but I will have you know that their homemade jelly had me going back for multiple biscuits! </div>
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The lodge describes itself as a "hunting and fishing adventure," but I'd say as long as you enjoy rustic rooms, lilly padded ponds and cute baby cows, the Flat Creek Lodge should be your next weekend getaway destination. But, be prepared; stuffed animals are everywhere. So, don't be surprised when a giant black boar watches over your bed. </div>
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<br />Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-89666988556230391272014-04-09T20:55:00.001-04:002014-04-13T13:44:52.325-04:0014 Reasons Why Everyone Should Spend Spring Break With the 55+ Crowd <div style="text-align: left;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIYfTWFxq-GWjJutErJWHDVXCp_DaagxuCYmMFri0WRRkFwu3bhAFmoYsP13VOs8njKNF7iQ1F3v80ZfmK2vBuUmeOapQ-2gwIOnLFqC0DycTVAkNio1UV6VqUR8vFz8ryXMD17SsR_9E/s1600/bfc24bfcd876926807dca55a3cee93f6.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIYfTWFxq-GWjJutErJWHDVXCp_DaagxuCYmMFri0WRRkFwu3bhAFmoYsP13VOs8njKNF7iQ1F3v80ZfmK2vBuUmeOapQ-2gwIOnLFqC0DycTVAkNio1UV6VqUR8vFz8ryXMD17SsR_9E/s1600/bfc24bfcd876926807dca55a3cee93f6.jpg" height="320" width="229" /></a>Did you ever see that episode of <i>The O.C.</i> where Seth and Ryan travel to Florida to visit Nana Cohen? Before its teen soap turn of the pair taking center stage on an
MTV-esque Spring Break Special, it starts with the duo playing
shuffleboard alongside retirees. Donning Tommy Bahama tees and sandals
with socks, they're simply enjoying life, sipping on fruity mixed
beverages with tiny umbrellas. It's those first five minutes that made
me want to spend my own recent week away from school in a 55+ community.</div>
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Ponce de Leon putzed around Florida looking for the Fountain of Youth more than 500 years ago. His search for the eternal sprout spring may have been in vain, but for the AARP crowd, it's still the greatest sanctuary. Retirement communities are practically on every corner. And, I'm lucky enough to have a grandma that calls one in Ocala home. <br />
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Here's what I learned from my stay:<br />
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1) The 55+ crowd having been driving "eco friendly" cars for years…they're called golf carts, and they're awesome! <br />
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2) Bingo Mondays=Free Money <br />
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3) Spending a day tuned in to Turner Classic Movies feels way more productive than a Netflix binge. At least here, you're watching the best in vintage cinema as opposed to marathoning through all 13 episodes of <i>Orange Is the New Black</i> for the fourth time. <br />
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4) No one judges you for going to bed before 10:00 pm. <br />
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5) You get to float around on pool noodles. <br />
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6) And, there's no stick thin biddies critiquing your bathing suit choice. <br />
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7) Even if you're not the most tech savvy person, everyone will just assume your an IT Genius if you whip out an iPhone. <br />
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8) There's tons of second hand stores around for you to furnish your new place.<br />
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9) Retired folks love their Happy Hour. Wine and cheese for all! <br />
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10) There's no reason to set the alarm. Everyone's retired, so sleep as late as you want.<br />
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11) They've got clubs for practically every kind of crafting a girl could ask for: Quilting? Check. Watercolors? Check. Sewing? Check. <br />
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12) And, for the athletes there's boochie ball, shuffleboard, and rounds of golf. <br />
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13) Just like single twenty somethings, they've got an empty nest. <br />
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14) Which means they won't judge you for having loads of pet pictures on your phone.<br />
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Originally Published On <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/ashley-michelle-thublin/2014/04/15-reasons-i-had-the-best-spring-break-ever-at-a-retirement-community/">Thought Catalog </a> Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-81410102710997544162014-04-05T17:18:00.000-04:002014-04-05T17:18:05.063-04:00Yes, I have a Baby Face. <br />
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-</style>Yes, I have a baby face. I've got chunky cheeks with big blue eyes, and I smile whenever there's a lull in conversation. I've got curly blonde hair and a flock of freckles cover the bridge of my nose. I get it, my features don't add up to make you think I'm 23. But, constantly being confused for a new teenager gets old and fast. <br />
<br />When the waiter comes I automatically know to a take out my ID, even if they breeze through everybody else's drink orders without carding them. But, this past week an age oaf happened at the library. I was applying for a library card (student loans are taking over my life, and I'm much too poor to buy all The Strand's Staff Picks) when the librarian on duty asked me where my mom was. <br /><br />"Um, I guess at her house," I muttered. <br /><br />"Oh. Then I can't give you a library card today," she said. "You have to be 16 to apply for one, or have a parent's permission. They have to cosign on your card before you can check out books." <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZkE6cDu1fz9P3l79CHKzlXbWdxGbu_ZxpP0nW3FiXZRDyJXQNUN5BxFLGkO5MWJb3GD7SwbBzKl17pUnCsy5N-eLfNzh09nWPOd4lDUy7PpudVR1BVtpPtJxxJVwt5F7Q_JDJGX8mb4/s1600/b876bd194c7e3cc626d0fc16c5a84229.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFZkE6cDu1fz9P3l79CHKzlXbWdxGbu_ZxpP0nW3FiXZRDyJXQNUN5BxFLGkO5MWJb3GD7SwbBzKl17pUnCsy5N-eLfNzh09nWPOd4lDUy7PpudVR1BVtpPtJxxJVwt5F7Q_JDJGX8mb4/s1600/b876bd194c7e3cc626d0fc16c5a84229.png" height="200" width="200" /></a>I stood there with my mouth open for a good ten seconds before applying an awkward fake laugh. I try to explain that I'm actually 23, but the woman doesn't believe me. Only when I pull out my driver’s license and point out my birth date does she relinquish her tight grip on the paperback bestseller. She eventually apologizes for her error, and attempts to compliment me by calling me "cute." <br /><br />If only I had a dime for every time someone said I'll appreciated my girlish looks when I get older, there'd be no reason to have a full-time job.<br /><br />I get it. I look like I belong with the teenagers, which can be especially confusing now that I teach 13 year olds. But, when an older teacher approaches me, asking why my cell phone's not put up, all I want to say is "I'm not some inexperienced kid. I'm actually 10 years older than these Middle Schoolers. I'm a high school and college graduate with a full-time job. I have my own place and pay my own bills just like you do." <br /><br />Obviously, there's been times when I've seriously resented my baby face. But, there is one major upside to my fountain of youth face: I can still get away with buying items of the kid's menu. <br /><br />But seriously, I'm starting to come to conclusion that this is just who I am, and you know what? I'm happy with it, even if that means I'll never be called sultry or sexy.<br />Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-34253703804309547652014-04-01T18:04:00.001-04:002014-04-01T18:05:41.521-04:00The 16 Candies Every Easter Basket Needs <style>
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Even though Easter Candy has been crowding grocery store shelves since February, I've tried to resist the urge to buy bunny shaped chocolates until the actual month of Easter hits. But, now that it's April 1st all bets are off. <br />
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<b>16) Russel Stover Coconut Nest-</b>Even though the classic treats are missing their three jelly beans, the crunchy coconut flecks and milk chocolate create a nice mellow mix with an interesting texture. <br />
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<b>15) Wonka SweeTarts Chicks, Ducks and Bunnies-</b>So you've got a last minute springtime event to plan? Well, pop open a few bags of these tangy, sweet treats, and you're bound to have a hit on your hands. <br />
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<b>14) M&M's Easter Eggs-</b>Growing up, my mom constantly kept a bunny shapped candy dish stockpiled with pastel M&M's, so seeing the chocolatey candies means Easter to me. Plus, they come in cute eggs, which is always a win!<br />
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<b>13) Cadbury Mini Eggs- </b>Cadbury Mini Eggs stand as one of the few Easter candies that aren’t sold any other time of year, so I treasure them in a way that I may not otherwise if they were as universal as M&M's. </div>
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<b>12) Ghirardelli Milk/White Chocolate Easter Square-</b>My little brother is the King of Ghiradelli Squares. So finding a new flavor to fill his Basket was exciting for the Easter Bunny. <br />
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<b>11) Reese's Eggs-</b>The perfect peanut butter to chocolate ratio, they take your normal Reese's Cups to the next level. <br />
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<b>10) Lindt Chocolate Carrots-</b>Their packaging is pretty, and the chocolate's delicious. <br />
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<b>9) Jelly Belly Jelly Beans-</b>A Perfect Classic. <br />
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<b>8) Brachs Pastel Candy Corn-</b>These springtime perfections prove candy corn isn't just for Halloween. <br />
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<b>7) Whoppers Robin Eggs-</b>Nothing heralds the arrival of spring quite like those speckled blue eggs. Plus, if you moisten one it's possible to use the candy as lipstick. Because really, who doesn't want to stain their lips, teeth, and tongue bright blue? <br />
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<b>6) Reese's Pieces Carrots-</b>Sure, you can get Reese's Pieces all year long. But, only with Easter can you buy them in a cute carrot shaped bag, giving the allusion that you actually like to eat your vegetables. <br />
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<b>5)Lindt Bunnies-</b>Every chocolate manufacturer sells bunny shaped goodies come Easter. But, Lindt are the only ones worth their $5 price tag. <br />
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<b>4) Chocolate Covered Peeps-</b>Stealing a line from <i>Mary Poppins</i>, they're "Practically Perfect in Every Way."<br />
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<b>3) Russell Stover Chocolate Marshmallow Eggs-</b>Here's a candy that's best bitten in one sitting. The marshmallow is soft and bouncy, creating the perfect treat for those watching their weight. Despite its filling quality, each egg is only 110 calories. <br />
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<b>2) Cadbury Eggs-</b>With its pure gooey goodness and milk chocolate coating, they make an eggs-cellent addition to any Easter Basket. <br />
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<b>1) Peeps-</b>Whether they're just out of the wrapping or have been sitting on your kitchen counter for a few days, Peeps are simply the best Easter candy around! <br />
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<br />Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-64529318145231560322014-03-27T15:59:00.000-04:002014-03-31T20:55:10.193-04:0018 Life Lessons I Learned from "The Cosby Show" <div style="text-align: left;">
This time last year, my college graduation countdown clock was quickly ticking by. Freak outs were increasing in number. Like most second semester seniors, I was stressed about my post-grad plans: where should I live? what should I be doing? am I ever going to get a job? how will I leave my college friends? </div>
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Yet, it was amidst the mess that I discovered the best medicine for any almost graduate…watch <i>The Cosby Show</i> from start to finish. Sure, seeing Cliff, Claire and the kiddos provides plenty of punch lines and hundreds of hours in entertainment. But, also know wrapped up in the laughs are loads of life-lessons.<br />
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1) Respect Your Parents<br />
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2) Traditional Gender Roles…Who needs 'em? <br />
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3) Forgive him for the Dad Jeans because your Pops' bound to have some article of clothing you're begging to borrow. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Take if from me; that's the face Dad's going to give you when you ask to borrow his button-up or comfy, oversized sweater. </td></tr>
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4) When it doubt, sing it out: Literally, the family lip-synch episodes for Grandma and Grandpa Huxtable's 49th and 50th Wedding Anniversary are pure gold! <br />
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5) Your college graduation day is just as exciting for your parents as it is for you.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Theo graduated from NYU, so the night before Yankee Stadium, I had my parents watch his graduation episode with me. And, trust me when I say it made for quite the cute family momet1 </td></tr>
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6) Just because you're cute doesn't mean you'll get your way.<br />
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7) Mark your calendars (and plan in advance ) for major family holidays...You don't want to be that kid who gives Dad a light-up tie for Fathers Day. <br />
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8) You can always come home.<br />
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9) Grandparents are not the same people our parents grew up with. And, yes, their job is to spoil us.<br />
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10) Girls will always hog the bathroom. <br />
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11) Tell your parents if you're living with your significant other. That conversation will be far less awkward then your dad finding your partners underwear mixed in with your dirty laundry. <br />
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12) Fish funerals are very sad occasions. <br />
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13) Trick or Treating=Begging<br />
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14) Even if your dad is a OBGYN, mom's the one to turn to when it comes to "Woman's Day" matters. <br />
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15) Living in a "Real World Apartment" isn't what it's cracked up to be.<br />
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16) Despite the price break, never ask your sister to make a knock-off Gordon Gartrell. <br />
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17) You can make just as big of an impression without words. Just think of Rudy's silent friend Peter. <br />
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18) At the end of the day, it's all about family. <br />
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So there you go. Is it really any surprise that I think watching <i>The Cosby Show</i> from start to finish should be a graduation requirement?<br />
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Originally published on <a href="http://thoughtcatalog.com/ashley-michelle-thublin/2014/03/18-reasons-why-everyone-needs-to-watch-the-cosby-show/">Thought Catalog</a>. Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-56156480332753429582014-03-25T19:26:00.000-04:002014-03-25T19:26:04.836-04:00St. Patrick's Day Parade We may not dye our river green, but Dublin, Georgia knows how to celebrate St. Patrick's Day in style.<br />
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For the entire month of March the town's been decked out in its best green and gold duds, with the celebration culminating in this past weekend's Super Saturday! From funky floats and fancy dresses to congressman in sweet new rides, here's a look at our very own St. Patrick's Day Parade:<br />
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When are you at your worst? I'll admit it; I'm a control freak…a persistent planner, tethered to the ties my Google Calendars. So, my crazy face (literally and mentally) usually comes out during life's little hiccups. I know it's still early, but this week I've already had a few instances that irked me to no end. The first, when I was hungry. The second, when I received back talk. <br />
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My daily diet rivals that of any good elementary schooler. Peanut butter sandwiches and Cheerios are my two favorite fixings. And, I literally can't go more than a few days without indulging in one of my "delicacies." In an attempt to <i>adultify</i> my cereal though, I usually do add some fresh fruit slices. Anyways, I went to the grocery store Sunday night, and all the bananas were lime green, not the slightest hint of yellow in sight. I stood in the produce section for a good five minutes just staring at the bananas. Finally, I realized my death glare wasn't going to make the bananas brown any faster and settled for strawberries instead. <br />
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Then, yesterday morning I was attempting to ask a few questions about our high school's testing calendar and the person I'd been instructed to see retorted back with a "that's not my job." Literally, that's my least favorite phrase! Her mood instantly changed mine. The smile on my face vanished, and my answers clipped to just "yes" or "no" responses. I couldn't get off the phone fast enough. Let me clarify a few things here; I'm new to my current post, having only officially received the position in November, so this is my first go around (not as a student) with CRCTs and End of Course Testing. So, when this 15+ year veteran brushed me off I actually had to bite my tongue. My mind just kept wandering to education majors I graduated with that are still without full-time positions. I kept imagining how they'd respond given the same situation, each time assigning them the role of a super hero teacher that never raises their voice and always stays past dismissal time. Despite our initial dilemmas though, she did eventually direct me to someone else who could help, and I got the whole thing sorted out. <br />
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So, what's the real point of these stories? <br />
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It's sad really; in the grand scheme of things, they're both so inconsequential. I had to have strawberries instead of bananas. So what? It may not have been what I originally wanted, but I'm blessed in having the ability to drive my car to the grocery store, pick through a stocked produce section, and have the means to pay for my meal. And as for the back talk, I'm sure she was just stressed with the day-in and day-out dramas of teaching kiddos. I know I would be. And, more than her sassy response, I'm embarrassed with my own. As a whole, I don't consider myself to be an awful person, but clearly, I can behave like one…I wouldn't want to be judged by my worst hours, so maybe I should extend the same courtesy to others too. <br />
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<i>Don't sweat small stuff.</i> I've heard those four simple words more times than I can count, but it's finally time I take an added effort in practicing what's been preached. I've got to realize life's mundane moments are just that, mundane. Then, maybe the number of hours I spend as my worst self will be far and few between, even if my crazy face doesn't completely disappear. Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-38393140548851987522014-03-10T15:36:00.000-04:002014-03-10T15:36:55.398-04:0023 Things I Know at 23 <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmd0BoaUrAH3xYAy7XcCY6iVV1Z0M5XE90suoFGzHGGzBOZM6SaIEvdv0klykAcz8Od7XMLRd3TcTeVPm8p-zZnd0Ce3lubrHwhjGWt7eP2dJKDk6qawfuCC88UjGzmSh9MrNS6so6nec/s1600/71cec1b9e4c9f86e25a6195d10c5acd6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmd0BoaUrAH3xYAy7XcCY6iVV1Z0M5XE90suoFGzHGGzBOZM6SaIEvdv0klykAcz8Od7XMLRd3TcTeVPm8p-zZnd0Ce3lubrHwhjGWt7eP2dJKDk6qawfuCC88UjGzmSh9MrNS6so6nec/s1600/71cec1b9e4c9f86e25a6195d10c5acd6.jpg" height="150" width="200" /></a>Before I get started, just know that nearly every advice list for 20-somethings is written by someone sitting in their pajamas, eating leftover Chinese food in their way too
tiny for the rent apartment. For me, it's a big bowl of three different
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<br />1) If I could only have one meal for the rest of my life it'd be a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on toasted whole wheat bread. <br />
<br />2) We are all a little weird. <br />
<br />3) TV Land has some pretty rocking shows! As a child, I used to love sick days because it meant I got to spend the afternoon watching <i>Murder She Wrote</i> and <i>The Dick Van Dyke Show</i>. And, now they're on Netflix. <br />
<br />4) Love God. Love people. <br />
<br />5) Except for <i>Gone With the Wind</i>, the book will always be better than the movie.<br />
<br />6) Money makes the world go round. But, I'd rather have a lifetime of memories than a fat bank account. <br />
<br />7) My decision to be a vegetarian might be tied with my unwillingness to learn how to cook real meals? <br />
<br />8) Family is important. <br />
<br />9) I'd rather have an awesome night at home with my dog then a shitty night at a bar with a bad date. <br />
<br />10) Somehow, life's become a rat race to out-achieve my peers: from first jobs and marriage proposals to trendy weekend activities and brunch shots, it's all just one big competition. <br />
<br />11) That being said…Instagram literally puts a filter on life. So we should stop judging personal successes by our friends' food porn. <br />
<br />12) You're never too old to enjoy a Disney movie…I mean have you seen <i>Frozen</i>?<br />
<br />13) Life is better with coffee. <br />
<br />14) Gossip is like junk food…it's easy to consume but ultimately leaves us feeling empty. <br />
<br />15) I'm in no real rush to settle down. Someday I'll get married, but for now I've got a full Netflix Que.<br />
<br />16) Jeremiah 29:11<br />
<br />17) It's important to know about the world's goings-ons. So, watch the news, pick up a newspaper or read a blog. <br />
<br />18) Crafting is therapeutic. <br />
<br />19) So is eating cupcakes. <br />
<br />20) Stop over thinking everything! The light from the sun takes 8.3 minutes to reach earth. So, if you're taking more than eight minutes to decide on which Starbucks coffee you should have this morning, you're over-thinking it.<br />
<br />21)Pale people who burn easily aren't the only ones who should be wearing sunscreen and a giant beach hat.<br />
<br />22) Growing up Southern is a privilege. It's more than sweet tea, college football and summers that start in April. It's being hospitable with a family first mentality and fried dish on the side. <br />
<br />23) I'm not a finished person. Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-36341199734421871362014-03-06T12:33:00.000-05:002014-03-06T12:33:52.159-05:0024 Grilled Cheese Recipes That'll Make You Wish You Hadn't Given Up Bread For Lent It's Kindergarten Registration time here at Dublin City Schools, so in between playing with kiddos and answering parent questions, I've had a bit of time to catch up with Pintrest Recipes. Add in the fact that it's rainy weather, and it's no surprise my mind's been wandering to Grilled Cheese Sandwiches. <br /><br />With their crisp, buttery outside and goey, melted cheese inside, it's the perfect sandwich, even in its most basic form. But, the iconic American classic has received quite the makeover as of late. <br /><br />So, here you go: 24 Grilled Cheese Recipes That'll Make You Want to Wish You Hadn't Given Up Bread For Lent<br />
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1) <a href="http://babyboomeradvisorclub.com/2010/11/01/grilled-cheese-recipe/">Green Apple and Aged Cheddar Grilled Cheese </a><br />
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3) <a href="http://www.framedcooks.com/2013/01/grilled-macaroni-and-cheese-sandwiches.html">Grilled Macaroni and Cheese Sandwich</a></div>
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4) <a href="http://www.ambitiouskitchen.com/2013/05/dark-chocolate-raspberry-and-brie-grilled-cheese/">Dark Chocolate, Raspberry and Brie Grilled Cheese </a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Basically, it's a grilled cheese dessert </td></tr>
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5) <a href="http://www.grilledcheesesocial.com/2014/02/pinkie-pies-dream.html#more">Grilled Funfetti and Ricotta Cheese </a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Who needs a birthday cake when you can eat funfetti icing in grilled cheese form? </td></tr>
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6) <a href="http://spoonful.com/recipes/football-fare">Football Grilled Cheese</a></div>
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7) <a href="http://www.tastespotting.com/features/french-onion-soup-grilled-cheese-recipe"> French Onion Soup Grilled Cheese</a></div>
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8) <a href="http://www.grilledcheesesocial.com/2012/08/the-buffer.html">Spinach and Feta Grilled Cheese </a></div>
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9) <a href="http://www.averiecooks.com/2012/05/mini-grilled-cheese-and-tomato-sandwiches.html">Mini Grilled Cheese and Tomato Sandwiches</a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Even if tomatoes and cheese weren't a delicious combination, I'd devour these cute sandwiches just because they're tiny! </td></tr>
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10) <a href="http://bsinthekitchen.com/baked-potato-grilled-cheese/">Baked Potato Grilled Cheese</a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'd disregard the bacon, but besides that, this sandwich sounds awesome! </td></tr>
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11) <a href="http://eatwisconsincheese.com/recipes/article.aspx?rid=2916">Brie Grilled Cheese with Strawberries and Honey</a></div>
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12) <a href="http://www.seriouseats.com/2011/02/eggs-in-a-hole-grilled-cheese-breakfast-sandwich-eggsplosion.html?ref=carousel/">Grilled Cheese Eggsplosion</a></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can breakfast get any better? </td></tr>
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13)<a href="http://www.kitchensnaps.com/2012/03/grilled-cheese-with-tomato-pickles-and.html"> Grilled Cheese with Tomato, Pickles, and Potato Chips</a></div>
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14)<a href="http://www.acouplecooks.com/2012/04/spinach-artichoke-grilled-cheese/"> Spinach Artichoke Grilled Cheese</a></div>
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15) <a href="http://onceamonthmeals.com/blueberry-breakfast-grilled-cheese/">Blueberry Breakfast Grilled Cheese</a></div>
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16) <a href="http://paninihappy.com/green-goddess-grilled-cheese-panini/">Green Goddess Grilled Cheese Panini</a></div>
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17) <a href="http://foods-exclusive.blogspot.com/2014/02/how-to-grilled-cheese-pull-aparts.html">Grilled Cheese Pull-Aparts</a></div>
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18) <a href="http://www.howsweeteats.com/2012/05/roasted-tomato-caprese-grilled-cheese/">Roasted Tomato Caprese Grilled Cheese with Balsamic Glaze </a></div>
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19) <a href="http://www.brit.co/summer-comfort-food-watermelon-grilled-cheese-bites/">Watermelon Grilled Cheese Bites</a></div>
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20) <a href="http://delishyourdish.com/post/4372716484/rock-the-boat-creamy-roasted-tomato-and-garlic#disqus_thread">Tomato Soup with Pesto Grilled Cheese Boats </a></div>
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21) <a href="http://kitchen-tested.com/2013/10/10/pumpkin-grilled-cheese-with-apples-and-cheddar/">Pumpkin Grilled Cheese with Apples and Cheddar</a></div>
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22) <a href="http://www.twopeasandtheirpod.com/guacamole-grilled-cheese-sandwich/#_a5y_p=1039978">Guacamole Grilled Cheese Sandwich </a></div>
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23) <a href="http://www.brooklynsupper.net/2013/08/grilled-cheese-with-peach-bruschetta-great-midwest-cheese-giveaway-sponsored-post/#.UxdYUxbb__d">Grilled Cheese with Peach Bruschetta</a></div>
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Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-23540923858915155342014-02-26T12:34:00.000-05:002014-02-26T12:34:13.416-05:00Cheerio to CheeriosI have a new found addiction that I just can't seem to quit…Cheerios. I don't know if you've been down the breakfast aisle recently, but the classic cereal your grandma's snacking on has a new twist. Forget the Honey Nut flavor, there's now 14 varieties of Cheerios!<br />
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It all started when I tried the Apple Cinnamon. One spoonful, and I was hooked. Usually, I'd just keep <span style="text-align: center;">buying the same flavor, but on the back of each box are suggested mixing combinations. For instance, they recommend adding Cinnamon Burst Crunch to Apple Cinnamon, creating an "Apple </span><span style="text-align: center;">Crisp." Or, you could add Frosted Cheerios to Chocolate for a "Chocolate Cake" taste. My favorite though is anything that's mixed with the Multi Grain Peanut Butter Cheerios. Fast forward six weeks, and I'm now the proud owner of seven cereal boxes.</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See, I wasn't exaggerating when I said seven boxes. </td></tr>
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At this point, there's no telling how many handfuls of O's I've eaten in the name of research. I feel like a Pokemon Master trying to catch all the flavors. So far, I've tried them all except for the Dulce de Leche Cheerios. They must be good though since I've already searched 10+ grocery stores and still can't seem to find them.<br />
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Basically, Cheerios are the best quick breakfast (or lunch or dinner) option around. But beware, once you start it's hard to stop! <br />
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And if you're wondering the 14 members that make up the Cheerio family, here they are:<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Honey Nut Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Honey Nut Cheerios Medley Crunch<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Multi Grain Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Apple Cinnamon Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Banana Nut Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Cinnamon Burst Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Chocolate Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Dulce de Leche Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Multi Grain Cheerios Peanut Butter<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Multi Grain Cheerios Dark Chocolate Crunch<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Frosted Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Fruity Cheerios<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>-Yogurt Burst Cheerios<br />
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So, go ahead and try a few combinations for yourself. Then, tell me which is your favorite.Ashley-Michellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01654389015117590174noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2489770612427169638.post-40362273539562931152014-02-14T18:20:00.003-05:002014-02-14T18:20:45.138-05:00The Glory Days of Valentines Past <div class="p1">
Candy hearts, huge balloons, fuzzy teddy bears, hugs, and kisses…all the things that make Valentines Day wonderful, right? If you're in a perfect relationship, the day may bring you nothing but joyful memories, but what happens if V-Day rolls around and you're contentedly by yourself?</div>
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Sure, it'd be great if someone else was buying the bag of chocolate kisses I've devoured today, but I'm a grown up with a credit card. <br />
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Don't worry this isn't one of those "woe is me" posts. I'm certainly not opposed to Valentines Day; it's actually one of my favorite holidays. I just wish it wasn't so focused on couples. </div>
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Remember the good old day of elementary school? Everyone gave cute cards and candies to each boy and girl in their class. Back then, it wasn't labeled a couples day; Valentines Day was just a day for friendship.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isn't he just the cutest? I love the valentines mailbox too! </td></tr>
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Today, I was lucky enough to "time-travel" back to the glory days of Valentines past. From 9am onward, I attended three school dances and 40+ classes parties. I was there to witness elementary kiddos opening Spider Man valentines from their secret crush as well as the sugarcoma that comes with eating four cupcakes, chips, candy and fruit punch in a 20 minute period. I got more hugs than a girl could ever hope for, and a few fellas even asked me to be their valentine. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He asked her to dance; then, she asked him to dance. <br />I asked, and yes they are boyfriend/girlfriend. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Take a look inside a 2014 Valentines Day Loot Bag. </td></tr>
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I guess what I'm trying to say is, regardless of my relationship status, I've been showered with love. This Valentines Day couldn't have been any better, and all it took was a few sticky-handed hugs. </div>
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