<?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-6117661848727341136</id><updated>2011-07-30T17:24:05.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Running Hard</title><subtitle type='html'>Nothing is worth doing if you're not going to do it with every ounce of your strength.  We get one life.  Who is your goal? Follow hard. Live your dreams.  Run hard.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>348</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8860678195606547370</id><published>2011-06-13T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T14:58:09.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive-thru</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLJMHNgs7Uo/TfZdwsiJIII/AAAAAAAABRY/FOdUGjn763w/s1600/Copy%2Bof%2Bdrivethrubankdeposit-789911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLJMHNgs7Uo/TfZdwsiJIII/AAAAAAAABRY/FOdUGjn763w/s320/Copy%2Bof%2Bdrivethrubankdeposit-789911.JPG"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617780676360740994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Saturday morning was a bit leisurely for me and Beau. We felt very spunky so we got on our bicycles and decided to not only get some exercise, but run some errands. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;We rode our bikes over to the bank to make a deposit. As you can see, we went through the drive-thru. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;#8220;Drive-Thru&amp;#8221; Homemade Parmesan Potato Chips&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Canola oil (pot filled to two inches)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;1 large russet potato&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&amp;frac14; tsp kosher salt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;2-3 T Parmesan Cheese (grated)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Heat oil in medium Dutch oven or other pot over medium heat with thermometer placed inside. Heat until it registers 350.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Thinly slice the potato and in batches, carefully drop slices in hot oil once it&amp;#8217;s ready. Cook and stir potatoes until golden brown on each side, about 3-4 minutes per batch. Remove with a slotted spoon to a paper towel-lined plate. Season with a pinch of salt and all the Parmesan cheese you want! Best if eaten immediately!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8860678195606547370?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8860678195606547370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8860678195606547370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8860678195606547370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8860678195606547370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2011/06/drive-thru.html' title='Drive-thru'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BLJMHNgs7Uo/TfZdwsiJIII/AAAAAAAABRY/FOdUGjn763w/s72-c/Copy%2Bof%2Bdrivethrubankdeposit-789911.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1668348676684662764</id><published>2011-02-28T13:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T13:30:02.467-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A few more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Just five days until my wedding! Holy cow! Should I be more nervous than I am? Should I be freaking out right now? I&amp;#8217;m not. It&amp;#8217;s only Monday. Maybe all of it will culminate Thursday or something. Not sure.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Anyway, this weekend we ran some more errands and had a &amp;#8220;come to Jesus&amp;#8221; with Beau&amp;#8217;s clothes-trying to weed through what he really needed/wanted. We had to make room for my clothes!!!! (I have been doing the same by the way.) And we packed him for the honeymoon. Yes, it takes both of us to do this. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;This week is a pretty like week for me. I&amp;#8217;m working only three days and then Thursday and Friday are going to be spent running errands and visiting family and getting my nails done! I&amp;#8217;m so excited about all the festivities and marrying this man!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;March 5&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; could not come soon enough!&lt;span style='color:black'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1668348676684662764?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1668348676684662764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1668348676684662764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1668348676684662764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1668348676684662764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2011/02/few-more-days.html' title='A few more days'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3505586964826477180</id><published>2011-02-10T13:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T13:52:23.984-05:00</updated><title type='text'>23 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;It&amp;#8217;s 23 days until one of the most wonderful and memorable days of my life! I&amp;#8217;m very eager for that day to come as I&amp;#8217;ve been dreaming about this day my whole life!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;In the meantime, we&amp;#8217;re still putting finishing touches on the event itself. I have a few more gifts to buy, paper products to purchase, cards to write, a house to pack up and a suitcase to pack for the honeymoon. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;This weekend I have a jam packed weekend. Dinner at our favorite BBQ joint on Friday.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Saturday we&amp;#8217;ve got hair appointments, rental company appointments and a wedding shower thrown by Beau&amp;#8217;s side of the family.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;And Sunday I have my bridal portrait, a bridal shower thrown by my side of the family and a family meeting.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;It&amp;#8217;s going to be a very quick, fun and busy weekend! And so glad my mother, sister and niece are coming into town for it! Now&amp;#8230;what to wear to all of these little events. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I&amp;#8217;m hoping these next few weeks go by quickly&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3505586964826477180?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3505586964826477180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3505586964826477180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3505586964826477180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3505586964826477180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2011/02/23-days.html' title='23 days'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3221897935072912152</id><published>2011-01-28T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T11:59:59.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>36 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;36 days until my wedding! I can&amp;#8217;t even handle it! The time has gone by so quickly with the holidays being in the middle of the engagement and all the activities on our social calendar. Just five weeks from tomorrow!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;We&amp;#8217;re finalizing the decoration details and the flowers and programs. The wedding bands and marriage certificate are ready and waiting. Everyone has their attire and knows where to be and when. So, so excited!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;And on top of a great wedding where I get to marry a wonderful man, I get to take a 10-day vacation to Europe! No work! Things are really looking for March!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3221897935072912152?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3221897935072912152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3221897935072912152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3221897935072912152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3221897935072912152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2011/01/36-days.html' title='36 days'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8219566728999371453</id><published>2010-12-30T13:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:42:06.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Can I quickly just say that there are only 65 days until my wedding!!!?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love that number. Wish it were smaller, but glad it&amp;#39;s not bigger! I&amp;#39;m so excited to be marrying this man! We were talking today about how blessed we both are and how much better our lives are together than apart. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I&amp;#39;m at work today. It&amp;#39;s my Friday though (no work tomorrow) and I&amp;#39;m thrilled. I&amp;#39;d be happier if I weren&amp;#39;t sick. Yes, sick or at least getting there. Don&amp;#39;t you always find that you&amp;#39;re sick over the weekend or on some holiday or something where you want to be part of something fun and not be sick? And you don&amp;#39;t get to use that Sick Leave that you&amp;#39;ve been earning and can&amp;#39;t spend any other way. Ugh!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And what a long day this has been! Now I don&amp;#39;t want to sound all mopey or whatnot, I&amp;#39;m actually in a very good mood and very content in my life. But today is, well, you know, a sick day. Regardless of the sickness, I&amp;#39;m going to attempt to go for a run with my fiance (with the help of cold medicine) and try and sweat it out like my dad advises. We&amp;#39;ll see if that works Dad! And sometime around work and runnng, I&amp;#39;m going to run to Wal-Mart and pick up my cart full of free stuff and then to Target to do the same. And I&amp;quot;ll end up spending some money on some wedding items. But that can&amp;#39;t be helped! It&amp;#39;s definitely helping out the budget to be buying things gradually rather than all at once. More people should do this.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I think I should write a book on how to save money when you purchase things. I&amp;#39;m not an expert of just saving money. I don&amp;#39;t like to do that. But I am becoming an expert on how to save money while spending money. Make sense?! :) &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Well, it appears I&amp;#39;ve discussed four different topics in this one little post. I&amp;#39;ll leave it at that. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Actually, one more thing. Beau and I have created a website of our own (not through blogger) and it will be revealed some time in March. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8219566728999371453?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8219566728999371453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8219566728999371453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8219566728999371453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8219566728999371453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-friday.html' title='My Friday'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2025199061311016908</id><published>2010-12-22T09:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T09:46:25.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon Rolls change everything</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It&amp;#39;s a couple days before Christmas and I have to admit that this year doesn&amp;#39;t feel as much like Christmas as it has in the past. I am not home today. I&amp;#39;m at work. I currently don&amp;#39;t have the vacation available to be home before Christmas. So not being there is kind of squashing my Christmas spirit. Christmas has always been defined for me as time with family. And it&amp;#39;s just not the same this year. The time that I do get to spend with them this year will be minimal. And in addition to me working today (Yuck!), I&amp;#39;m planning my wedding, which has superseded almost everything else in my life. Now, don&amp;#39;t get me wrong. I&amp;#39;m loving planning my wedding. I mean, I&amp;#39;ve been waiting to do this my whole life! But, I&amp;#39;m not loving how most everything else is going on the backburner, at least things that are important to me are going on the backburner.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So today, I&amp;#39;m sitting at my desk and at the point of tears. And I don&amp;#39;t think I&amp;#39;m the only one out there in this spot. There are plenty of other people around the world and even in the city of Charleston that are crying on this day, for many different reasons. And my reasons for crying probably can&amp;#39;t even come close to their reasons, for mine are trivial in the whole scheme of things. But nevertheless, today is one of tears. Of not being able to make everyone happy (I&amp;#39;m a people-pleaser), of being over-stressed, of lack of sleep, of being out of a job in a few weeks, etc. I&amp;#39;m sure that tomorrow will be better and maybe this afternoon will be better. And tomorrow I will think this is silly and will probably want  to delete it from my blog. But right now, here it is.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Right now I wish I lived in Columbia, SC where there is located the closest Cinnabon in SC and I could get one that is covered in caramel and pecans and I could lay on my couch and eat that cinnamon roll while I watch &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s A Wonderful Life&amp;quot; and I could cry at the end because I&amp;#39;m so happy, while at the same time finally letting go of the tears that have been wanting to come out all day. I could then fall asleep on my couch because I was full and happy and relaxed and sleep through the night. And then tomorrow I would wake up and start over, but with a different outlook on the day, while feeling guilty for the huge cinnamon roll I ate the day before. :)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2025199061311016908?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2025199061311016908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2025199061311016908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2025199061311016908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2025199061311016908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/12/cinnamon-rolls-change-everything.html' title='Cinnamon Rolls change everything'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8178104387053473835</id><published>2010-10-29T11:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T11:17:36.487-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Olive-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Okay, so here we go again.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Wild Olive is an Italian restaurant located on John&amp;#39;s Island, SC. My food friend, Lauren, and I met for dinner Wednesday night to have a laid back night of great food and great conversation.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;On entrance we were freezing and therefore asked for the warmest table in the restaurant, which was naturally right next to the kitchen. This would normally have been the choice seat, but we were able to enjoy our time there with shivering and it allowed us to keep an eye on our waitor! &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lauren and I sat down in comfortable seats at a table for two and handed a wine list. And to my excitement I found the white wine that I had had at Mercato a few weeks prior! Because that wine was heavenly I ordered it again! And while enjoying that Lauren and I munched on our Italian bread with olive oil and the Fried Risotto Balls with a Vodka Tomato Aioli that we ordered as an apptizer. And before I move I should tell you how delicious those risotto balls were! With each bite mozzarella and parmesan cheese came oozing out of it. Yum. The bread, on the other hand, not so great. It was tough and dry. But that would be the only bad thing I had to say about the entire evening.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The service the entire evening was right on point. With Paul, our waitor, and another guy double-teaming our table we were never without anything. The food came out promptly after cooking and everything was very professional and nice. They were accomodating to our needs and wants and anything extra we requested.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;For our Primi we ordered:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lauren-Penne with Sausage and Chicken in a cream sauce with sun-dried tomatoes&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kathryn-Linguine in a lemon-butter sauce with mussels, calamari, shrimp and scallops (I ate every bite ad soaked up the sauce with the leftover bread)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;For our Secondi we ordered: (yes we ordered two dishes!)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lauren-Pork Scallopine with Polenta and Sauteed Escarole &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kathryn-Veal Skirt Steak Marsala with Whipped Mashed Potatoes and Sauteed Spinach with a butter sauce&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I should mention, for those who don&amp;#39;t know, that skirt steak is typically a tough piece of meat and is difficult to keep tender. But I could cut that veal with the side of my fork (I didn&amp;#39;t, but I could have). And as a side note: I should tell you that I couldn&amp;#39;t eat all of it this night so I ate it Thursday night for dinner, which meant heating it up in the microwave and that veal was just as tender!)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The marsala sauce was heavenly. I ate every bite slowly so that I could enjoy it and my goodness, I wish I could have some of that right now!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;For dessert:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;As typical, Lauren and I split dessert. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;We ordered: Almond Cake topped with Vanilla Gelato and Sweet Balsamic Strawberries. It was light and sweet, but not too much. And the vanilla gelato was smooth and creamy and wonderful.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Wild Olive is one of my new favorite restaurants and one I will return to as soon as I can. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8178104387053473835?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8178104387053473835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8178104387053473835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8178104387053473835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8178104387053473835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/10/wild-olive-restaurant-review.html' title='Wild Olive-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-9185870908040740540</id><published>2010-10-13T09:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T09:32:09.152-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia's On King-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This past Sunday I headed down to &lt;a href="http://virginiasonking.com/"&gt;Virginia&amp;#39;s on King&lt;/a&gt; with Beau, Donna, Mimi and my mother for brunch. I had bought one of the $25 gift certificates from &lt;a href="http://restaurant.com/"&gt;Restaurant.com&lt;/a&gt; for only $1 and wanted to take advantage of it. Plus, I had never been there before. The restaurant is located on upper King St. (the part that is still 2-way). I made a reservation earlier in the week and I&amp;#39;m glad I did because Sunday mornings are packed!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Before going, I asked around to see what the word on the street was regarding the food and they were mixed. Some people said it was great and some people said it wasn&amp;#39;t so great. Of course I&amp;#39;m going to find out on my own so out we went!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It&amp;#39;s a nice atmosphere downstairs but the bar is right there in the middle of everything and you can&amp;#39;t escape it. So if you don&amp;#39;t like that, ask to be seated upstairs, which is cozy and it overlooks the city. While you&amp;#39;re waiting to order or waiting for your food you can help yourself to breakfast bread (i.e. banana bread, lemon poppyseed bread, chocolate marble bread, etc.) at the end of the bar. And it&amp;#39;s a good thing too, because our waitress was not so great. But to her defense I think she was overtasked. She was managing the bar, as well as waitressing a number of tables. Maybe they were down on wait staff that day. Hmm...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So the food. The brunch menu is full of appetizer options, omelettes, sandwiches and breakfast plates, with omelette and quiche specials changing everyday. After the women ordered their coffee and the gentleman ordered his Diet Coke we set out for the entree ordering. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beau-Bull&amp;#39;s Eye-Two eggs griddle fried in Texas Toast w/ macaroni and cheese and bacon&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kathryn (me) - Crab and Asparagus Omelette w/ Hollandaise, stone ground grits and a biscuit&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Donna-same as me, exactly&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Karen-appetizer of Fried Green Tomatoes, Biscuit, Sausage Gravy and stone ground grits (yes, she ordered everything a la carte to fit what she wanted to the tee!)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Mimi-Local Shrimp sauteed with smoked sausage and bell peppers, served over creamy stone-ground grits, topped with tasso ham gravy&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;So the verdict? Good. Yeah, not great, but good.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;My mom loved her little a la carte thing and Beau loved his whole plate. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;My grits were delicious! Heavy cream and initial salting makes all the difference when cooking grits. So good. My omelette was okay, but I could tell they used some sort of filler in the eggs. It was like they used Bisquick or something in them, they were extremely fluffy and solid yellow. Real eggs (with nothing added) aren&amp;#39;t like that. I like real eggs.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I would probably return. Who knows. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-9185870908040740540?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/9185870908040740540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=9185870908040740540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/9185870908040740540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/9185870908040740540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/10/virginias-on-king-restaurant-review.html' title='Virginia&apos;s On King-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2235694180615063445</id><published>2010-10-04T12:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T12:24:47.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney World Wine &amp; Dine Festival-restaurant(s) review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Beau and I headed down to Florida on Friday primarily for him to run the Inaugural Wine &amp;amp; Dine 1/2 Marathon. And before I go on I should say that he did amazing! He set a personal record and that was after walking all over Disney World all day. Oh, did I mention the race started at 10:00pm Saturday night? Yes, a night race. WOW! I was really impressed and really proud of him. But as a bonus to the race, we were able to attend the 15th annual Wine &amp;amp; Dine Festival, which will become annual for us as well. So much fun!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Friday night Beau and I went to a restaurant in Downtown Disney called Portobello&amp;#39;s. The reviews weren&amp;#39;t great (we researched prior to going), but this place has an appetizer that is Beau&amp;#39;s favorite so we went anyway. And I have to say, I was thrilled with the whole evening. We were able to be seated immediately and although our waiter was MIA for a while, when we did find him, he was fabulous. Stephen was his name and he initiated an evening of singing everything to us that I gladly reciprocated with singing back. So fun and so not Kathryn. But hey, I was in Disney World. It&amp;#39;s a magical place right?! Beau and I ordered cocktails- Beau having a Long Island Iced Tea and me a Orangcello Martini that tasted like dessert! That app that Beau loved is a whole head of garlic that has been roasted to pure sweetness and then drizzled in more olive oil and topped with cracked pepper. You&amp;#39;re given some really nice Italian bread to do the dipping and spreading and presto! deliciousness!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beau ordered Shrimp in a what was more or less primavera. He needed something light since he was running the next day. I ordered Clams and Linguine and yes, that was a first timer for me and will not be a last timer. It was wonderful! I couldn&amp;#39;t eat it all, but man did I want to! I wish I could have some right now!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Saturday started the wining and dining in EPCOT for the festival and Beau and I took advantage of that festival before and after the race. Here is what we had:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;HOPS AND BARLEY:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Boston-style Crab Cake with Cabbage Slaw and Remoulade&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;New England Lobster Rolls&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;MOROCCO:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Kefta Pocket (Ground Seasoned Beef in a PIta Pocket)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sangria&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Tangerine Mimosa Royale&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;BELGIUM:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Freshly Baked Waffles with Berry Compote and Whipped Cream&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Godiva Chocolate Iced Coffee&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;SPAIN:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Taste of Spain (Serrano Ham, Chorizo, Manchego, Olives and Tomato Bread)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;FRANCE:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Escargots Persillade en Brioche&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Creme Brulee au Chocolat au Lait&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Sparkling Pomegranate Kir&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Parisian Cosmo Slush&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;IRELAND:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lobster and Scallop Fisherman&amp;#39;s Pie&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Bunratty Meade Honey Wine&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;CHARCUTERIE AND CHEESE:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Nueske&amp;#39;s Charcuterie Plate (Applewood Smoked Beef, Duck and Ham)&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I would have to say that my least favorite thing was the Creme Brulee which is a huge shock because that&amp;#39;s my favorite dessert. But it had the consistency of Jello Pudding and not real custard. And my favorite would have to be the Escargots in Brioche. I had never had escargots, but wow. And well Brioche...enough said. But everything was really amazing! We&amp;#39;ll be going back for sure and I recommend  you look into going next year. It&amp;#39;s worth it!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2235694180615063445?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2235694180615063445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2235694180615063445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2235694180615063445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2235694180615063445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/10/disney-world-wine-dine-festival.html' title='Disney World Wine &amp; Dine Festival-restaurant(s) review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4297837901476913715</id><published>2010-09-30T11:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:19:03.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE cookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Did you know that the month of October is &lt;a href="http://www.greatamericancookies.com/NationalCookieMonth10.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#5689a5"&gt;National Cookie Month&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; AND National Book Month?! To celebrate both books and cookies (2 of my favorite things &lt;img class="wp-smiley" alt=":)" src="http://hip2save.hiphappeningsllc.netdna-cdn.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif"&gt; ), the 2010 National Book Drive kicks off on October 1st with a FREE Original Chocolate Chip Cookie giveaway from 10AM-2PM. Just visit a &lt;a href="http://www.greatamericancookies.com/includes/sts_templates/gac/pdf/NCM_ParticipatingStores.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#5689a5"&gt;participating Great American Cookie store&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; during this time for your FREE chocolate chip cookie (no donation is required on October 1st).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Throughout the entire month of October, you can receive a FREE cookie of your choice by donating a new or gently read book at your local &lt;a href="http://www.greatamericancookies.com/includes/sts_templates/gac/pdf/NCM_ParticipatingStores.pdf" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#5689a5"&gt;Great American Cookie stores&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (Limit one cookie per person, per day at participating locations through October 31st). All books collected at each store will be offered as a donation to a local branch of the public library or a local charity. Click &lt;a href="http://www.greatamericancookies.com/NationalCookieMonth10.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#5689a5"&gt;here&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for more information.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4297837901476913715?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4297837901476913715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4297837901476913715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4297837901476913715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4297837901476913715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/free-cookie.html' title='FREE cookie'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6911313192267394462</id><published>2010-09-29T11:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:39:20.134-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Ice Cream at Cold Stone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, September 30, 2010 Cold Stone is offering a 3 oz scoop of their new flavor of ice cream, Caramel Apple, for FREE all day!!!!!!!!! So go by the store and treat yourself, and bring friends!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Check out the website for details.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coldstonecreamery.com/promos/makeawish/index.html"&gt;http://www.coldstonecreamery.com/promos/makeawish/index.html&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/6117661848727341136-6911313192267394462?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6911313192267394462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6911313192267394462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6911313192267394462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6911313192267394462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/free-ice-cream-at-cold-stone.html' title='Free Ice Cream at Cold Stone'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3932628491237559285</id><published>2010-09-27T16:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T16:51:14.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sermet's Corner-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Friday night Beau and I went out to dinner with two of my friends, Trent and Nicole, to Sermet&amp;#39;s Corner downtown Charleston at the corner of King and Wentworth. Out of a possible 10 being the best I would give it a 5. We were pretty excited about going becase the menu looked so amazing! I called around 1:00 that afternoon to make a reservation for that evening to which I was told that I didn&amp;#39;t need one on a Friday night. I should have stuck to my gutt feeling on this because we arrived at 7:00 and the place was packed! And there was no telling when someone was going to leave! Beau and I waited at the bar for a table to open up. It wasn&amp;#39;t until 7:45 that something opened up for us.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And after being hit with that shock I was engulfed with the noise of the place! By far one of the loudest places I&amp;#39;ve been in. It was honestly hard to hear Beau speak to me and he was sitting right next to me. After the four of us were seated we were greeted by a very friendly waitress who promptly brought us our drinks and some bread with dipping oil (premade). We perused the manu for a while and all decided on appetizers and entrees. I will say that one of the best things that Sermet&amp;#39;s offers is an option for a &amp;quot;half portion entree&amp;quot; with a discounted price. You know us girls can&amp;#39;t eat all that food! Or at least we shouldn&amp;#39;t. :)&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Here&amp;#39;s what we ordered:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beau and Kathryn:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Appetizer-&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;Baked artichoke torta garnished with parmesan cheese and salsa cruda&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;B&amp;#39;s Entree-&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;Shrimp, prosciutto, and sun-dried tomatoes sautéed in a white wine tarragon cream sauce tossed in pearl cous cous topped with gorgonzola cheese&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;K&amp;#39;s Entree-&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;Grilled sea cakes served with crab avocado ravioli and mustard apricot ginger cream sauce served with sautéed vegetables&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Trent and Nicole:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Appetizer-&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;&lt;font face="HelveticaNeue-Condensed"&gt;Prince Edward Island mussels sautéed with roastedgarlic and ginger in a curry lemon cream sauce&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;T&amp;#39;s Entree-Grilled sea cakes served with crab avocado ravioli and mustard apricot ginger cream sauce served with sautéed vegetables&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;N&amp;#39;s Entree-Shrimp, prosciutto, and sun-dried tomatoes sautéed in a white wine tarragon cream sauce tossed in pearl cous cous topped with gorgonzola cheese&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;(We didn&amp;#39;t realize we ordered the same entrees until they were delivered to the table. :) )&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Trent and Nicole&amp;#39;s appetizer was very good. The sauce totally made that dish, which of course is always true with sauteed mussels. Mine and Beau&amp;#39;s appetizer left much to be desired. I was unaware there were olives in there. Kathryn doesn&amp;#39;t like olives. And Beau and I both agreed that it needed some sort of delivery device. It was basically an artichoke lump on a plate. Here you go! We were not excited.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I don&amp;#39;t know how Trent and Nicole felt about their dishes so I can&amp;#39;t speak for them, but Beau and I were not thrilled.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;His shrimp were a little overcooked and the whole look of the dish was just, well, blah. It was all tossed together and in a bowl. And those sun-dried tomatoes that are usually so good in pasta dishes were very dry and really barely there. My &amp;quot;sea cake&amp;quot; which I found out later was made with Tilapia (a very cheap piece of fish) and no crab was dry and burnt. But the crab avocado ravioli was amazing and it was obvious it was made fresh. Wow! That was delicious! As was the mustard apricot ginger cream sauce. I ended up soaking up that sauce with the leftover bread it was so good.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Overall, food was below par, it was loud, one of two bathrooms were broken, service was poor and it quite overpriced for what you get. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Will not be returning. Sorry Sermet&amp;#39;s.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3932628491237559285?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3932628491237559285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3932628491237559285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3932628491237559285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3932628491237559285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/sermets-corner-restaurant-review.html' title='Sermet&apos;s Corner-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3780127506401349046</id><published>2010-09-23T13:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T13:58:48.059-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In honor of my baking passion I have decided to get &amp;quot;out there&amp;quot; on my own if you will and display my works. This is the beginning to what will hopefully  be a business one day. So I&amp;#39;ve created a blog designed specifically to advertise my delicious masterpieces. There&amp;#39;s currently nothing posted, but you can check out &lt;a href="http://www.kathrynbakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and make sure you tag it as a favorite! Tell your friends. If you live in the Charleston area, they are available for order/purchase.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3780127506401349046?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3780127506401349046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3780127506401349046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3780127506401349046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3780127506401349046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-blog.html' title='New blog'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7483735531985248265</id><published>2010-09-23T10:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:19:26.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE items</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey there everyone!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Because I love finding deals and getting things for free I am taking advantage of these two offers! You should too!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Today only, Carvel is giving away a FREE 3 oz. scoop of Swiss Miss ice cream at any of their locations. So check out their website and see where the location closest to you is!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Also, Saturday, September 25th is FREE Museum Day! &lt;a href="http://microsite.smithsonianmag.com/museumday/admission.html"&gt;http://microsite.smithsonianmag.com/museumday/admission.html&lt;/a&gt;?  Check out that website to find out what museums in your city are participating and then register for two tickets per email address. What a great time to learn to go!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7483735531985248265?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7483735531985248265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7483735531985248265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7483735531985248265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7483735531985248265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/free-items.html' title='FREE items'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4866521774301122187</id><published>2010-09-21T08:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T08:55:56.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Magazine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Check out the link below and you can grab some free magazine subscriptions.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.valuemags.com/freeoffer/thankyoumain.asp"&gt;https://www.valuemags.com/freeoffer/thankyoumain.asp&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/6117661848727341136-4866521774301122187?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4866521774301122187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4866521774301122187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4866521774301122187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4866521774301122187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/free-magazine.html' title='Free Magazine'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7882273300329627859</id><published>2010-09-17T11:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T11:06:25.271-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Circa 1886-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So it&amp;#39;s the end of Restaurant Week in Charleston. Beau and I took advantage of the deals by going to one of the more expensive restaurants in town because of the set price that allowed us the biggest bang for our buck. And let&amp;#39;s be honest, we probably wouldn&amp;#39;t have gone here otherwise.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Here is &lt;a href="http://www.circa1886.com/circa-index.asp"&gt;Circa 1886&lt;/a&gt;. It&amp;#39;s located downtown Charleston on Wentworth Street behind the Wentworth Mansion. We had a reservation for 8:30, but decided to get there a little bit early to sit at the bar. Beau and I ended up walking through the mansion, which is beautiful by the way and headed into a courtyard out the back. We walked through the courtyard to find the restaurant tucked away in bushes of flowers and old trees. The restaurant was able to seat us early and so we sat in beautiful high-back cushioned chairs that were perfectly spaced. By the way, I feel as though I should mention that there is slight dresscode. Women typically where a skirt or a dress with heels and men are not allowed to wear shorts. It&amp;#39;s beautifully lit with a dim glow that&amp;#39;s not too dark but not overpoweringly bright. I thought it was perfect. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beau and I started our luxurious meal off with cocktails. He got his typical Bourbon and Diet and I got a Cosmopolitan. Then came the menu! During Restaurant Week, the deal is that there is a set menu and a set price and you get to pick an appetizer, entree and dessert for that set price. Oh and the waitor recommended a wine pairing, which we took advantage of. We each got a half glass of a different wine with each course.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;My choices:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Appetizer-Lowcountry &amp;quot;One Pot&amp;quot;-braised local beans, duck leg confit, turnip greens and cornbread-served with Chardonnay&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Entree-Anteloupe Loin cooked medium-rare with Quinoa, Stone Ground Mustard and Red Wine Sauce with long beans-served with a Bourdeaux&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dessert-Sweet Potato Creme Brulee with Roasted Marshmallow-Served with a Port Wine&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beau&amp;#39;s choices:&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Appetizer-Shrimp served over grits cakes and a spicy sauce-served with white wine&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Entree-Beef Tenderloin cooked medium-rare with risotto and hearts of palm-served with a Cabernet Sauvignon&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Dessert-Seared Angel Food Cake with Seasonal Berries and Honeysuckly Ice Cream-served with a sweet dessert wine&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;And we finished the night with a cup of coffee that was really nice.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The service was great and the ambience was peaceful and romantic.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;I will be returning here for sure. A huge recommendation if ever you&amp;#39;re looking for a really fancy, romantic meal that is equally delicious!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7882273300329627859?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7882273300329627859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7882273300329627859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7882273300329627859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7882273300329627859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/circa-1886-restaurant-review.html' title='Circa 1886-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1559531023348205389</id><published>2010-09-08T14:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:31:29.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Alchemy Coffee-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After picking up Beau&amp;#39;s car at Firestone, he and I headed out to get some breakfast before heading into our work places. It was my pick and I chose Alchemy Coffee right there at the corner of Savannah Hwy and Magnolia Rd. at the Triangle in West Ashley. We had never been there and are trying to try the local coffee shops around these parts.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;It&amp;#39;s very local. It&amp;#39;s a bit dark on the inside for my taste but there are high chairs and tables, couches, big soft chairs, stools, tables, etc. And there is seating outside. If you look around the place you&amp;#39;ll see local artwork that looks like it all came from the same artist. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;We walked in to the smell of eggs, two men sitting separately and a woman behind the counter. There&amp;#39;s not much of a menu so you kind of stumble your way through it, but the lady was happy to answer any questions. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;In a normal &amp;quot;Beau&amp;quot; fashion for breakfast he ordered a blueberry muffin and an iced latte. I ordered a White Mocha Latte and an everything bagel toasted with cream cheese. Beau said his muffin was very moist and quite delicious while his coffee was nothing really to rave over. My latte was quite good I thought and it made me even happier that they had a soy milk option, which I happily took advantage of. I was a bit disappointed with the service though. My toasted bagel with cream cheese was consequently a bagel that was sliced and put on a plastic plate with a to-go portion of cream cheese and I was told to go over next to the wall and toast my bagel myself. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Overall, I will say that I was pleased with my coffee and the ambience of the place. What a great place to go for some relaxation and coffee in the afternoon! But I wasn&amp;#39;t thrilled about the service, the presentation or the options for breakfast foods. It&amp;#39;s not a place to rave over. I might go back if I happen to be in the area, but I definitely won&amp;#39;t seek it out to go there again...at least for breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Lunch could be another story. So maybe next visit....&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1559531023348205389?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1559531023348205389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1559531023348205389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1559531023348205389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1559531023348205389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/alchemy-coffee-restaurant-review.html' title='Alchemy Coffee-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4117968360414679053</id><published>2010-09-02T14:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T14:53:04.184-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubee D's - Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;For those of you who live in West Ashley or those who like to wander over our way, there&amp;#39;s a new joint next to Your Pie called &lt;a href="http://www.hubeeds.com/"&gt;Hubee D&amp;#39;s&lt;/a&gt;. It&amp;#39;s a chicken and wings joint that I was actually not too thrilled about trying. Tuesday Beau and I went running and it took a bit longer than we had anticipated (due my slow poke self) and then was unable to really make dinner so we went out. In trying to decide where we would go and wanting to go somewhere neither of us had been before, he suggested this place. Sure, why not. I was a bit scared to tell the truth.&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;When I walked it I kind of felt like I had walked into a part of Texas that you see in trashy movies. But some people like that atmosphere...some don&amp;#39;t. I was pleased to see that they serve more than wings and chicken. They had salads! I love salads and that night, after my run, I wanted a cool salad. And to make me even happier, they had more than just a plain ol&amp;#39; chopped salad. I ordered this amazing salad that had lettuce topped with goat cheese, dried cranberries, sliced almonds, grilled chicken and a champagne vinaigrette. Who would have thought the word &amp;quot;champagne&amp;quot; would have been anywhere on that menu! But alas...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Hubee D&amp;#39;s is kind of similar to Zaxby&amp;#39;s in the sense that it&amp;#39;s a chicken joint and it kind of has that look on the inside (i.e. order at the counter, kind of dark inside, get your own drink, etc.). But here are some highlights...&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;1. They serve sweet cornbread with each meal&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;2. Complimentary boiled peanuts&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;3. They bring the food to your table&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;My salad was really good. Beau seemed to really like his chicken fingers, which come with a spicy sauce, french fries and a side of coleslaw that he raved about. Malt vinegar is also given as an option for some topping on your fries. And btw, another perk-Coca-cola products. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;There was question as to whether you clear your table or whether they do it. Just so you know...they do it. Leave your stuff there.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Overall, I would go back. &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4117968360414679053?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4117968360414679053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4117968360414679053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4117968360414679053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4117968360414679053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/09/hubee-ds-restaurant-review.html' title='Hubee D&apos;s - Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-456615430267105337</id><published>2010-08-31T13:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T13:15:21.749-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Pie - Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TH04qqwcErI/AAAAAAAABIE/2rDnB-fCkUs/s1600/MeBeau8-28-10-721751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TH04qqwcErI/AAAAAAAABIE/2rDnB-fCkUs/s320/MeBeau8-28-10-721751.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511623824654471858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you ever been with a group of people and all of you agreed that you wanted pizza but you couldn&amp;#39;t agree on what you wanted on it? Everyone has that friend that only likes cheese and pepperoni and isn&amp;#39;t willing to even pick things off of the pizza. Been there! But here&amp;#39;s a place that can eliminate that problem and help you keep your friends a bit longer. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Beau and I went to&lt;a href="http://www.yourpie.com/"&gt; Your Pie&lt;/a&gt; for dinner Sunday night. Btw, this is Beau. Your Pie is located on Savannah Hwy (Hwy 17) in the same shopping center as the Coburg cow. It&amp;#39;s a fairly new joint that is easy to spot from the road. This was my second time and each visit has been a rather short wait. You walk in and form a line to what would be similar in Subway or Moe&amp;#39;s. They have lists of ingredients that fall under the categories of Crust, Sauce, Cheese, Toppings, Extra Toppings and you can make any of these ingredients into your own pizza, panini, calzone or salad. And like other restaurants with the same &amp;quot;make your own&amp;quot; idea, they have suggestions for flavors and combinations, but you are in no way limited by these. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;My first visit to Your Pie I made up my own pizza with sun-dried tomato sauce on a whole wheat crust with chicken, mushrooms, fresh mozzarella and onion. And this last time I chose one of their suggestions-The Lineage. This came with a whole wheat crust (that I chose), a normal pizza sauce, mozzarella cheese, pepperoni, italian sausage ( which is thinly shaved btw), baby portabells mushrooms, thinly sliced onion and green and black olives (which I substituted for more mushroms and onions). Both were very, very good and the crust is made thin. This is what allows your pizza to come out in 5 minutes. Yes, that&amp;#39;s right. I only had time to get my drink (Coke products) and go to the bathroom before my pizza was there at the table ready for my to dive into!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;The pizza is crisp and light and very flavorful and you could come back over and over before you would have to eat anything twice. I wouldn&amp;#39;t call it some amazing New York style pizza (or Chicago-style for you deep dish folks) but it&amp;#39;s very good and you can&amp;#39;t beat $8 for a 10&amp;quot; pizza that you can choose and eat for yourself and a drink. And for a couple bucks more you can try some gelato. They give you 10 choices in flavors randing from Butterfinger to Mint Chocolate Chip and Tiramisu. And btw, don&amp;#39;t worry about cleaning off your table when you&amp;#39;re finished, they do that for you!&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;On my next visit I&amp;#39;m going to try the Thai pizza. We all know how this girl loves some Asian flavors!&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-456615430267105337?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/456615430267105337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=456615430267105337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/456615430267105337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/456615430267105337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/08/your-pie-restaurant-review.html' title='Your Pie - Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TH04qqwcErI/AAAAAAAABIE/2rDnB-fCkUs/s72-c/MeBeau8-28-10-721751.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7498928294278310856</id><published>2010-08-25T11:50:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T11:50:48.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="Helv" size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Helv" size="2"&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;So it&amp;#39;s been quite a while since I&amp;#39;ve posted to my beloved blog. And I feel like a lot has happened since then. If I may, I&amp;#39;m just going to do a quick recap realizing that some of it may be repeated...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;My sister, Jennifer, and her husband, Alex, had their first child. Little Riley Jade Patterson was born July 27th at 5:30 am weighing in at 8 lbs 7 oz. and 21 inches in length. She looks just like her father with her big lips and almond-shaped eyes (no, Alex is not Asian). I saw her this past weekend at four weeks of age and she still looked ever so tiny to me. It&amp;#39;s nice to have a new addition to the family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;I changed jobs...again. My old contract expired so I needed to find another one, which meant working with a new company. What I&amp;#39;m finding out is that this is not out of the norm for contractors. It happens a lot and you just roll with it. So I&amp;#39;m rolling. I work for a great company and I&amp;#39;m happy where I am. I like my new customer and I like the path that I seem to be headed down with my career.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;I have tried out multiple new restaurants in the area (none of which I have written reviews for as we can all tell): &lt;a href="http://www.fiveloavescafe.com/"&gt;Five Loaves&lt;/a&gt; in Mt. Pleasant, &lt;a href="http://www.redorchidsmenu.com/"&gt;Red Orchids&lt;/a&gt; in North Charleston, &lt;a href="http://www.madraruapub.com/"&gt;Madra Rua&lt;/a&gt; in North Charleston, &lt;a href="http://www.alibabacharleston.com/"&gt;Ali Baba&lt;/a&gt; in Daniel Island, &lt;a href="http://www.pearlzoysterbar.com/"&gt;Pearlz Oyster Bar&lt;/a&gt; in West Ashley, &lt;a href="http://www.aldilarestaurant.com/"&gt;Al Di La&lt;/a&gt; in West Ashley, &lt;a href="http://www.finzbar.com/"&gt;Finz&lt;/a&gt; in Mt. Pleasant and Uno Mas in Mt. Pleasant. Real quick I&amp;#39;ll give you my faves. At the top of my list cam Five Loaves with the best BLT ever, Ali Baba with some incredible hummus and Al Di La with Tagliatelle pasta and Duck. None of the rest mentioned were bad by any means, but you know, these are my top faves.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;I do have many restaurants on my list that I want to try sometime soon (i.e. Cypress, SNOB, Halls Chophouse, Tristan&amp;#39;s, Peninsula Grill, Fish, Chai&amp;#39;s, Sermet&amp;#39;s, Sette, Vickery&amp;#39;s, High Cotton, Magnolia&amp;#39;s, Anson, Oak, Joseph&amp;#39;s, Jim and Nick&amp;#39;s, The Fat Hen, Mondo&amp;#39;s, Carolina&amp;#39;s, Virginia&amp;#39;s on King, Circa 1886, Grill 225, Toast, Cru Cafe, Hank&amp;#39;s Seafood, Liberty Tap Room, McCrady&amp;#39;s, Mercato, Muse, Red Drum, Saffire, Southend Brewery, Wild Olive, etc. There are more, but my gosh this is already a long list!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;I have started reading &lt;a href="http://www.economist.com/"&gt;The Economist&lt;/a&gt;, which I love.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;I&amp;#39;m also studying to take the GMAT this fall in hopes of starting classes towards receiving my Master&amp;#39;s degree in the spring. Yikes! What a big commitment! And might I add-I HATE studying. This will not be easy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;And Gruyere, my Subaru Forester, will be departing me in the spring (that is, if he&amp;#39;ll last that long) and this girl will be getting a new car. This also is a big decision because spending that much money at one time really gives me anxiety and heartburn. Not looking forward to writing that check.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;I&amp;#39;ve also been taking Carolina Shag lessons with my boyfriend. We&amp;#39;re having a blast and we&amp;#39;re quite good. (Thanks to my Dad who apparently passed on the dancing genes.)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p dir="ltr"&gt;And I&amp;#39;m going to take scuba lessons with a girlfriend this fall. I&amp;#39;ll be ready whenever the time comes that I need to go diving deep!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So some big things have been happening and some small things, but all at one time it adds up to a whole heck of a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7498928294278310856?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7498928294278310856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7498928294278310856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7498928294278310856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7498928294278310856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/08/happenings.html' title='Happenings'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3752169307329160196</id><published>2010-08-03T12:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:56:56.418-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings and being thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;It&amp;#8217;s Tuesday and I have a load of work to do. In moments of being tempted to complain because I&amp;#8217;m swamped, I stop because it was just this past Friday that I was thinking I was going to be unemployed today. So instead of complaining about the workload, I am so thankful! So just to review (because it&amp;#8217;s always good to do) the&amp;nbsp; blessings in my life&amp;#8230;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;1.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Salvation in Christ. I am free. There is joy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;2.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;I have a job! A good one. Whew!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;3.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Mr. Wonderful in my life. BBE you know who you are. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;4.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Cantaloupe. Simple sweetness.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;5.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Water. It&amp;#8217;s clean. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;6.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Sweaters under $10 at Ann Taylor Loft. What a steal!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;7.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Flavored coffee. Keeps me guessing each morning.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;8.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;A great workout partner to keep me going!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;9.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Self-motivation and drive.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;10.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Dancing skills. Thanks Dad, mom said I got it from you!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;11.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;A great boss. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;12.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;A chance to live with my bro and enjoy it. Few can say the same.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;13.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Financial security.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;14.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;My niece, Riley. I hope I can impact her life in a positive way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;15.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;My sister, Jenn, what an inspiration.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;16.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Two working legs that allow me to play and go as I want.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;17.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The ability to cook. So thankful I&amp;#8217;m not forced to each frozen meals.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;18.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;New friends. New activities. New places. New adventures. New plans.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;19.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Pandora radio. Helps the day go by without&amp;#8230;silence.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;20.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Ben &amp;amp; Jerry&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8211; those men are brilliant!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;21.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;TJMaxx &amp;#8211; a bargain shopper&amp;#8217;s heaven&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;22.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The ability to read and continue learning&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;23.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Blessings from the Lord, even when I think I don&amp;#8217;t deserve them. Gifts from Him are oh so sweet. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;24.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Pictures. Digital photography. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;There are always more. I have a great life!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3752169307329160196?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3752169307329160196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3752169307329160196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3752169307329160196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3752169307329160196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/08/blessings-and-being-thankful.html' title='Blessings and being thankful'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3899488241401073641</id><published>2010-07-27T15:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T15:20:20.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TE8xdAbAx_I/AAAAAAAABH8/iEIQ9N9xPlA/s1600/0727101148-720815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TE8xdAbAx_I/AAAAAAAABH8/iEIQ9N9xPlA/s320/0727101148-720815.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498668044441929714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3899488241401073641?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3899488241401073641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3899488241401073641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3899488241401073641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3899488241401073641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TE8xdAbAx_I/AAAAAAAABH8/iEIQ9N9xPlA/s72-c/0727101148-720815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3049219813352435617</id><published>2010-07-27T07:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T07:30:34.039-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TE7DWn53_qI/AAAAAAAABH0/Ueo81hC5B1g/s1600/0727000629-734041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TE7DWn53_qI/AAAAAAAABH0/Ueo81hC5B1g/s320/0727000629-734041.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498546988502220450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;RILEY JADE PATTERSON is here! Congrats Jennifer and Alex!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3049219813352435617?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3049219813352435617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3049219813352435617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3049219813352435617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3049219813352435617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/07/riley-jade-patterson-is-here-congrats.html' title=''/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/TE7DWn53_qI/AAAAAAAABH0/Ueo81hC5B1g/s72-c/0727000629-734041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4912447637033586724</id><published>2010-07-14T14:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:40:26.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Village Post House-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Oh how I love the Old Village Post House in Mt. Pleasant, SC. It&amp;#8217;s located in the Old Village in the corner of Pitt and Venning. It&amp;#8217;s a quaint little place on a strip with some other quaint little places. OVPH is not only a restaurant, but is also an Inn that has six rooms. Dinner is served every evening and brunch is served on Sundays from 10:30-2:00. Private rooms for parties are also available. May I recommend a reservation, as they do have certain times for seating.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Let&amp;#8217;s proceed&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;May 1 was my first encounter with the Old Village Post House. It was my birthday and a good friend recommended it to me. I&amp;#8217;m so, so glad I listened to her! Let&amp;#8217;s re-visit that night. My brother, sister and six of my girlfriends joined me there for a lovely dinner to celebrate my birthday! (I&amp;#8217;m just going to be brief and right to the point here.) We sat upstairs (yes, two floors) at a beautifully set table with all the different appropriate silverware, wine glasses, water glass, plates, candles, high back chairs, cloth napkins etc. making the ambience very nice. If I&amp;#8217;m remembering correctly, they had plantation shutters. This is probably not important to most of you, but I really like them and added a nice touch for me. The difference between ordinary and extraordinary is in the details. So there you have it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;For an appetizer I ordered the Cream of Crab Soup. This is not the same as She Crab. This soup was more of a stock base and not cream and it had no sherry in it. I love She Crab soup, but this was a nice change. It was light without all the cream, which was nice, and had such a wonderful butter flavor and large chunks of crab. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;For my entrée I ordered the cornmeal crusted fried flounder with stone ground grits, steamed okra and field peas.  I, now, much prefer this type of fried flounder over the heavily battered fried flounder. It wasn&amp;#8217;t heavy and it didn&amp;#8217;t taste of oil that it was fried in. I tasted flounder and with the fiery red sauce that topped it, it was tender and flavorful. Stone-ground grits-I won&amp;#8217;t say anything other than the chefs grind the grits themselves. That&amp;#8217;s right-made in house and wow! Field were great and the steamed okra (I&amp;#8217;ve never had it cooked that way) was crisp and not slimy (which is often the case with okra due to any moisture) and very delicious!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Dessert-do you think I&amp;#8217;m about to leave a restaurant like this on my birthday without dessert? Um&amp;#8230;no. Especially since dessert is on the house if it&amp;#8217;s your birthday. I ordered the mixed berry cobbler topped with vanilla ice cream and a bourbon caramel sauce. The part of this dessert that branded my mind was the crust on top of this cobbler. Heaven in my mouth I tell ya. As I&amp;#8217;m sitting here thinking about that dessert I&amp;#8217;m thinking that next time I make a cobbler I&amp;#8217;m going to make it with less fruit and more crust. I think other people would like that. I know I would! I mean, people usually want more crust, don&amp;#8217;t they? Definitely the best part! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Different date:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;This past Sunday my aunt and I took my Pop-Pop to the Old Village Post House to celebrate his 83&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; birthday. Again, let me say that brunch is only served on Sundays. Aunt Teresa and I both ordered a White Sangria and ordered Pop-Pop some coffee. We all shared the fruit platter that was drizzled in ginger simple syrup and the cornbread that is given upon arrival. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Pop-Pop ordered the French Toast which I think is worth mentioning here. The restaurant first makes a homemade brioche. I watched Julia Child make this the other day and until then had no idea what made it different from other breads. It&amp;#8217;s butter. That&amp;#8217;s the difference. Brioche is made with A LOT of butter, which is what makes it so light and soft and buttery. I feel as though it&amp;#8217;s similar to challah bread in this respect. The brioche is cut into two 1-inch slices and cooked up into French toast. It&amp;#8217;s served with a side of fresh strawberries and a warm maple syrup. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;This being the second time I came to the OVPH for brunch I ordered what I love-Crab Cakes Benedict. And if you can just imagine two crab cakes (with no fillers) topped with two perfectly poached eggs, hollandaise sauce (one of the world&amp;#8217;s best sauces) and fresh chopped chives. The crab cakes benedict is served with a side of stone-ground grits and fresh strawberries. I ate the whole thing. I couldn&amp;#8217;t help myself! And you won&amp;#8217;t be able to either.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Go here. I have three times in the past three pasts (which is a big deal for me) and I will be returning. The food is great, the service is great and the atmosphere is great. You can&amp;#8217;t go wrong here! Try it out for yourself and just try to prove me wrong!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4912447637033586724?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4912447637033586724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4912447637033586724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4912447637033586724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4912447637033586724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/07/old-village-post-house-restaurant.html' title='Old Village Post House-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7213868647006610382</id><published>2010-07-13T09:33:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:33:14.938-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Buccaneer-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Last Thursday was a night out on the town so to speak. Beau and I went out to &lt;a href="http://www.thebuccaneerrestaurant.com/"&gt;Buccaneer&lt;/a&gt; on Faber St. in Charleston, SC. We had high hopes for the place based on the menu and the fact that Beau had heard great things from the radio. But well&amp;#8230;hopes aren&amp;#8217;t necessarily always reality are they?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;We parked the car, feeling confident that we were in the general vicinity of the restaurant. I don&amp;#8217;t know about Beau, but I definitely felt like a tourist walking along East Bay St. searching for Faber St. I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure we looked at the map on his phone more than twice. So tucked back behind some other restaurants and in front of a parking garage we found Buccaneer. We entered&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;My initial thoughts were good. I really liked the brick walls with high ceilings, dark wooden beams in the ceiling and the dim lighting. The walls were decorated with all sorts of swords and rifles and what not. Interesting to look at while you&amp;#8217;re waiting for a table. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;The hostess took a bit of a long time to figure out what table we were to be seated in, especially since we were the only ones waiting. I wonder what she was doing really. Regardless, we were taken to the table closest to the kitchen. And oddly enough there were only two chairs at a four-top table and those chairs were facing the kitchen. Beau and I quickly moved the chairs to face the other direction. Who wants to be staring at the kitchen through dinner? No biggie. Quick change.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Did I mention that you get free bread? I mean, any place that gives some delicious free bread before you actually order wins some points on my list. And let me add that this bread was pretty good. This crusty bread had some nice sesame seeds and poppy seeds on top. Yum! And we made it in time for Happy Hour-15 minutes spare! &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;ll have the house red please!&amp;#8221; What a nice little bonus to the evening!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Let&amp;#8217;s see, what was my waiter&amp;#8217;s name? Micah-that was it. He was very good. He gave us a lot of attention and was good about refilling drinks and bringing us what we needed. And let me briefly touch on the bathrooms. For you men out there, this may not seem important, but to women this could be a big deal. You see, when women enter a place, whether it be a restaurant, church, an art studio, the movie theater, etc. they are looking for the bathroom. The women hit up the bathroom first and therefore that is the first place of judgment for them even before they see the performance or taste the food. This is huge! The bathroom at Buccaneer was pretty normal if you will. It was very clean, which was good. It was quaint with two stalls, but pretty blah as far as the décor went. So nothing really feminine about it. But I will say that I really liked that the bathroom doors when all way from the ceiling to the floor. It gave a very nice sense of privacy. Every woman can appreciate that. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Now on to the food!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Like I said before, we had high hopes for this place because the menu looked promising. There is a section on there that you can order four different types of seafood cooked four different ways and it just depends on what seafood they have on hand that day. So anyway, Beau ordered that. I ordered the seafood platter, mainly because my heart and soul were set on scallops and grits and that was the only dish that had both. Now, normally I don&amp;#8217;t go into a new place with a craving for something specific, especially two things. And so I feel like I can order my dish a little bit better than I did that night. But it is what it is. I wanted scallops and grits and so I got it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;When Micah brought our food out I was a little dumbfounded as to what was sitting in front of Beau and I. The two plates looked like they came from two different kitchens. My plate looked like it walked out of &lt;a href="http://www.gilligans.net/"&gt;Gilligan&amp;#8217;s&lt;/a&gt; or the &lt;a href="http://www.charlestoncrabhouse.com/"&gt;Crab House&lt;/a&gt;. Beau&amp;#8217;s looked like it would have come from &lt;a href="http://www.magnolias-blossom-cypress.com/"&gt;Blossom&lt;/a&gt; or something (maybe not exactly, but close). So as you can imagine, quite different looking.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;From the one bite that I had off of Beau&amp;#8217;s plate and the fact that his plate was clean when he finished, I think his was quite good. Oh, he ordered the mahi-mahi over mashed potatoes topped with green beans and a white truffle sauce. I really enjoyed my bite for sure. That sauce! (You know how I am about sauces!) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;The seafood platter was ho hum. First off, it was $21! The grits needed salt, which as I&amp;#8217;ve said before, I don&amp;#8217;t use much salt in my food so if I&amp;#8217;m adding salt it&amp;#8217;s definitely bland. The scallops were good and the fish was okay, but the shrimp were way over cooked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Overall, not too impressed with Buccaneer. I admit, I was satisfied as far as my craving went, but will still not be returning. Just thought you all out there should know. But feel free to make your own judgment. This is just my attempt to save everyone from a waste of a meal and at the same time steer you towards a meal that will keep your mouth watering for more!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Proceeding on ahead to the next place&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7213868647006610382?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7213868647006610382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7213868647006610382' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7213868647006610382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7213868647006610382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/07/buccaneer-restaurant-review.html' title='Buccaneer-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2658236141126114261</id><published>2010-06-28T12:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:43:06.224-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;So I&amp;#8217;m back from China. I left Saturday afternoon at 6:05 pm (China time) and arrived in Raleigh, NC at 10:30 pm (USA time). What a long day that was! And now here it is, Monday, and the jet-lag is still very much present. It&amp;#8217;s about 12:30pm now and the sleepiness should be hitting me around 2:00 or so. I have no idea what cup of coffee I&amp;#8217;m currently on, nor do I know what the total will be by the end of the day. I&amp;#8217;m thinking I&amp;#8217;m becoming immune to caffeine altogether. This could be a problem for sure!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I had thought, &amp;#8220;wouldn&amp;#8217;t it be a great idea if I did a restaurant review of each place in China?&amp;#8221; Yes, that would have been nice had I thought about sooner, but alas, I did not. Anyway, I ate out for every meal while there and that would have just been too many reviews for me to write and let&amp;#8217;s face it, for you to read. So here&amp;#8217;s an overview:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Chinese noodle restaurants: I went to three and they were all Hui noodles. Each were delicious, but the best was the Gan Bian Chao Mian (as I had thought), which are homemade noodles stir-fried up with large chunks of green onions, fresh green chilies, green bell peppers, dried red chilies, ginger, garlic and beef. Really so delicious!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Chinese dishes: I had dishes three times. I will say that my favorite place was the last night in Beijing while we were waiting on the pearl necklaces to be made. The spread consisted of Gan Bian Dou Jiao (stir-fried green beans), Gong Bao Ji Ding (essentially Kung Pao chicken, but so much better!), Yu Xiang Qiezi (Fish flavored eggplant-sounds gross but doesn&amp;#8217;t taste like fish at all!) and beef with peppers (Don&amp;#8217;t remember the Chinese name). The beef wasn&amp;#8217;t my favorite, but everything else was so delicious! Yum!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;And one night we had Hot Pot and one night we had Jiaozi (Chinese dumplings). The Jiaozi was actually a feast we had in Xi&amp;#8217;An where they form the dumplings into shapes describing what&amp;#8217;s on the inside. If you get chicken dumplings the little dumplings are shaped like chickens and the duck dumplings were shaped like ducks. You get it? Very good. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;And of course, I added La Jiao (chili peppers) to everything! Some serious heartburn followed but it was worth it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;And so now I&amp;#8217;m back in the States recovering from jet-lag and heartburn and smiling for the great time I had with old friends and with new ones. It was a great trip. I&amp;#8217;m really thankful I was able to go back and see my friends and hopefully encourage them as they encouraged me. God also confirmed that I&amp;#8217;m not to return to Asia. I had been praying through this for some time and He was faithful, as always, to answer my prayer and He was very clear on that. So I&amp;#8217;m here, in the States, for I don&amp;#8217;t know how long and I&amp;#8217;m enjoying life!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Waiting on the next adventure&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2658236141126114261?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2658236141126114261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2658236141126114261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2658236141126114261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2658236141126114261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/back-from-china.html' title='Back from China'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8770718724530020605</id><published>2010-06-24T18:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T18:17:23.339-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday morning</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s Friday morning here in Xi&amp;#39;An, CHINA. We have been here for two nights and we leave this morning for Beijing. We&amp;#39;ve enjoyed seeing the Terra Cotta Warriors, the difference in this big city and that of Yinchuan and enjoyed having our last fill of Hui noodles. Oh how we will miss those noodles!&lt;p&gt;These next 24 hours will be spent in Beijing doing a few things before the rest of the team arrives into Beijing Saturday afternoon. I (Kathryn) will be leaving China tomorrow afternoon before the team arrives and will be headed back to the States.&lt;p&gt;We&amp;#39;re still trying to get some pictures posted so just bare with us. Mingtian jian! (See you tomorrow!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8770718724530020605?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8770718724530020605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8770718724530020605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8770718724530020605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8770718724530020605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday-morning.html' title='Friday morning'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6030415096550398428</id><published>2010-06-22T05:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T05:28:51.254-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Earthquake</title><content type='html'>So there was a minor earthquake here in Yinchuan, China. I don&amp;#39;t know if it was anywhere else or if it&amp;#39;s on the news. Probably not. But in case it was, we&amp;#39;re fine. Just wanted everyone to know.&lt;p&gt;We&amp;#39;ve had lots of adventures so far. We&amp;#39;ve seen the ruins of the Great Wall out here, we&amp;#39;ve gone to a small village, seen the oldest mosque in Ningxia and we had our van overheat to which we had to stop every so often and put water in the radiator. Never a dull moment in China!&lt;p&gt;We&amp;#39;re getting on the train tonight to head to Xi&amp;#39;An. We&amp;#39;ll arrive around noon on Wednesday. And then a new adventure begins! &lt;p&gt;So far it&amp;#39;s been super great to see old friends and catch up with them. What a blessing that has been! And did I mention the food? Oh yes, I have eaten my Gan Bian Chao Mian and it was everything I hoped it would be and more. Delicious food! &lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s hot here, but not as hot as Charleston believe it or not. I&amp;#39;m actually more comfortable here without air-conditioning than I am in Charleston without it in my car. Go figure. &lt;p&gt;So far no one is sick and we&amp;#39;re doing okay with jet-lag. The jet-lag has been affecting me the last few days and no one else. But I think their time is coming! They were taking naps today! Definitely catching up to them! &lt;p&gt;More later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6030415096550398428?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6030415096550398428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6030415096550398428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6030415096550398428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6030415096550398428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/earthquake.html' title='Earthquake'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3984146219163981932</id><published>2010-06-19T22:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:28:07.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>China</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to let everyone know that after 33 hrs of traveling we arrived into Yinchuan China this morning around 1:00. We&amp;#39;ve rested and we&amp;#39;re headed to the vegetable market to explore. Will write more later. But we&amp;#39;re here and we&amp;#39;re happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3984146219163981932?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3984146219163981932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3984146219163981932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3984146219163981932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3984146219163981932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/china_19.html' title='China'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1406511591677127086</id><published>2010-06-17T09:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T09:12:37.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it</title><content type='html'>This time tomorrow I&amp;#39;ll be in the Toronto airport, most likely getting some more coffee.&lt;p&gt;I can&amp;#39;t believe it&amp;#39;s here now. I&amp;#39;m leaving for China tomorrow! It feels kind of funny that I&amp;#39;m at work today and leaving to go out of the country tomorrow. But my car is packed up and ready to get on the road to drive to NC to catch my flight out of Raleigh/Durham tomorrow. &lt;p&gt;So be praying for us while we&amp;#39;re gone. Pray that I have an incredible ability to understand the Chinese language again. Pray for good health as there&amp;#39;s always SOMETHING that goes wrong with me when I travel internationally. Pray that we would be an encouragement and a blessing to the people we&amp;#39;re going to see and the people we encounter along the way.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll be returning Stateside on June 26th. But my mother and the rest of the her traveling buddies will be returning July 11th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1406511591677127086?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1406511591677127086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1406511591677127086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1406511591677127086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1406511591677127086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-it.html' title='This is it'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3745698563931317771</id><published>2010-06-16T13:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T13:43:50.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bocci's-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>Bocci&amp;#39;s-Italian Restaurant-Market St. Charleston, SC&lt;p&gt;I was really wanting Italian food Monday night for dinner so when asked where I wanted to go I chose Bocci&amp;#39;s. I had heard a few things about this place and all were good so naturally it was on my list of places to try. &lt;p&gt;I was unsure of the attire that was acceptable at this place, but was happy to find that casual dress is completely acceptable as most people there were dressed more casual than I was (in a denim skirt). This is Charleston afterall! The inside of the restaurant is comprised of what looks like an old four-room house in a square with three of the rooms meant for dining and one of the back rooms being the kitchen. It&amp;#39;s a quaint place with an intimate feel yet very family-like at the same time. We arrived around 6:30 or so and despite the fact that it appeared to be packed, we were sat immediately. &lt;p&gt;Now, unfortunately the service wasn&amp;#39;t great. It wasn&amp;#39;t bad by any means, but not great. And as I type this I&amp;#39;m thinking our service that night was not a reflection on the overall restaurant or even on that waiter as a whole but rather a reflection on that waiter that evening. I think he was just a bit overwhelmed with his other tables. They must have been some high maintenance people! It took him a while to bring us bread and take our orders and he didn&amp;#39;t do a good job of keeping our glasses filled, but again, I think more of a reflection of a bad evening for the waiter. &lt;p&gt;I was wanting seafood, so my eyes were immediately drawn to the sauteed scallops. There were a couple of dishes with scallops but it is my belief that if I&amp;#39;m going out specifically for Italian food, I&amp;#39;m going to get some sort of pasta. Strictly my belief, but one I like! So the yumminess that soon entered my mouth thereafter was a combination of fettuccine in a gorgonzola cream sauce with sundried tomatoes and artichokes and topped with seared scallops. And then that nice young gentleman topped off my dish with some freshly grated Parmesan. Did I say yum?! Yes, yum! &lt;p&gt;Three things stuck out to me in this dish:&lt;br&gt;1) The gorgonzola added into the cream sauce gave it a nice kick&lt;br&gt;2) The cream sauce was not too thick. There was obviously some sort of cooking wine and/or stock added to it, which was so nice!&lt;br&gt;3) The pasta was a nice al dente.&lt;p&gt;Oh and I can&amp;#39;t forget dessert-cannoli&amp;#39;s! This was only my second time having a cannoli and I wouldn&amp;#39;t even consider my &amp;quot;1st&amp;quot; cannoli to be my 1st. I had a bite of someone else&amp;#39;s one time and that was it. On this night, I got my very own cannoli, which I didn&amp;#39;t eat all of but that&amp;#39;s beside the point. Very good cannoli. I do realize that I don&amp;#39;t have a lot to compare it to, but I sure did enjoy it. To me, it&amp;#39;s a perfect dessert to end with after having a heavy meal of cream and pasta because the cannoli is a dessert that&amp;#39;s not overly sweet. It&amp;#39;s relatively light with just enough sugar to meet that sweet tooth right where it is.&lt;p&gt;Overall, I recommend Bocci&amp;#39;s for a really good Italian meal downtown Charleston. Remember, it&amp;#39;s casual so don&amp;#39;t come in that tuxedo. I&amp;#39;ll be headed back at some point for sure. &lt;p&gt;And a complete side note...leaving for China in 2 days!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3745698563931317771?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3745698563931317771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3745698563931317771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3745698563931317771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3745698563931317771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/boccis-restaurant-review.html' title='Bocci&apos;s-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3301312348726957322</id><published>2010-06-13T09:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T09:48:16.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>China</title><content type='html'>5 days and counting....&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: hidden; display: inline;" id="avg_ls_inline_popup"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;#avg_ls_inline_popup {  position:absolute;  z-index:9999;  padding: 0px 0px;  margin-left: 0px;  margin-top: 0px;  width: 240px;  overflow: hidden;  word-wrap: break-word;  color: black;  font-size: 10px;  text-align: left;  line-height: 13px;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3301312348726957322?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3301312348726957322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3301312348726957322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3301312348726957322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3301312348726957322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/china.html' title='China'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-5266142519237261822</id><published>2010-06-11T10:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:02:00.114-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=WordSection1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I&amp;#8217;m leaving one week from today for China! At this time next week I&amp;#8217;ll be hanging out in Toronto with my mom while we anxiously await the time to board that big ol&amp;#8217; plane set for Beijing! I still can&amp;#8217;t believe it&amp;#8217;s been almost two years since I&amp;#8217;ve been in China. It doesn&amp;#8217;t seem that long. I feel like it was just a few months ago, but alas, it is much longer.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Some of the exciting highlights to come:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;1.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The Toronto airport layover. It&amp;#8217;s a long one and I kind of like that. Mom and I will grab breakfast and some much needed coffee and we&amp;#8217;ll &amp;#8220;sit and talk&amp;#8221; and watch people. That will be my first time in Canada. Does that count?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;2.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The international flight. It&amp;#8217;s totally acceptable to be lazy and watch movies or sleep for hours. There&amp;#8217;s nothing else to do! And ya know, I always seem to meet interesting people on international flights. They usually seem to be Asian doctors that are men. Hmmm&amp;#8230;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;3.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Immigration in Beijing. I&amp;#8217;m really just looking forward to watching the three people I&amp;#8217;ll be traveling with as they deal with the Chinese culture and no queues!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;4.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The food. You know this had to be mentioned at some point right? The noodles, the chilies, the dumplings, the lamb, the eggplant, etc. You name a food there and I&amp;#8217;m excited to eat it! Btw, when I return and you think maybe I look a few pounds heavier, it&amp;#8217;s because I AM a few pounds heavier. No comments please. ;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;5.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Seeing old friends. What a great time to catch up and talk and laugh and pray together and encourage one another. It&amp;#8217;s been too long to wait to see such dear friends. My heart will be glad.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;6.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The train from Yinchuan to Xi&amp;#8217;An. This &amp;#8220;adventure&amp;#8221; will be an interesting one for sure. It&amp;#8217;s going to be hot and humid and smell awful. I hope I&amp;#8217;m up for it. I am no longer accustomed to this and my traveling companions aren&amp;#8217;t either. Hoping there are no &amp;#8220;instances&amp;#8221; to speak of.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;7.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Some good ol&amp;#8217; bargaining. It&amp;#8217;s been a while since arguing over a price was socially acceptable and I&amp;#8217;m looking forward to it. Pullin&amp;#8217; out the skills there. Hope I can be as tough as those Chinese women! They&amp;#8217;re pros you know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;8.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;More great stories and adventures with my mom. What a great lady!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Have I packed? No.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Have I been to store to get necessities for this trip? No.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;So not like me. I&amp;#8217;ve got my list though. That&amp;#8217;s better than nothing I guess.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Oh, got a new camera and you better believe I&amp;#8217;ll be posting pics as we go so stay tuned for some photos from across the pond!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-5266142519237261822?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/5266142519237261822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=5266142519237261822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5266142519237261822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5266142519237261822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-week.html' title='One week'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-5140401295717242056</id><published>2010-06-10T08:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T08:18:08.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuel-Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>Fuel Charleston as it is also called. This place used to be an old gas station, hence where the name derives from. You get it?&lt;p&gt;When I first picked this place I was thinking it was a restaurant with a sort of Asian flare to it. Not so. It&amp;#39;s Caribbean food, focusing on tacos. The menu is not large, which I think I can be good. You have a short number of items on a menu and the cook/chef can focus on perfecting those items. You have too many items and nothing is bound to be good. I&amp;#39;m weary of restaurants that have huge menus. Something to think about...&lt;p&gt;Fuel is located downtown Charleston at the corner of Cannon and Rutledge, across the street from the Hominy Grill (which, btw has amazing breakfast/brunch!). Parking is limited so know that before you drive up close and could potentially get stuck.&lt;p&gt;The place kind of reminded me of an old diner at first look. In we walked...and were greeted by a couple of people I think. Very nice. I was able to see the inside of the joint for a brief moment, but yes, definitely reminded me of that old diner. I like old diners. We asked to sit outside and so glad we did! The ambience outside was really nice. Some of the tables were &amp;quot;covered&amp;quot; in old maps of the islands of the Caribbean, which of course, helped make you feel like you were there. The decor with the candles and the greenery outside made it feel kind of island-like. &lt;p&gt;Now, onto my favorite part of any restuarant...the food.&lt;p&gt;Because we were starving we ordered an appetizer of corn fritters. I must say, in looking at fritter it&amp;#39;s not usually something that I think &amp;quot;wow, that looks so appetizing!&amp;quot; But regardless of the look of a fried corn patty, the taste was good. It had a good kick to it and hit the tastebuds nicely, but I can say that I would have preferred it to not be as &amp;quot;tight&amp;quot;.&lt;p&gt;Like I said before, Fuel kind of focuses on their tacos. And unlike Taco Boy, you get two tacos with each order as well as a side item. With the choices between a variety of fish tacos, vegetarian tacos and chicken, pork or beef tacos I would have easily been satisfied. And each taco has a different concoction of relish/salsa on it. But this mouth was wanting fish. Onto the mahi-mahi tacos I went. &lt;p&gt;Mahi-Mahi tacos with a spicy pineapple relish and purple cabbage slaw. I&amp;#39;m thinkin&amp;#39; the tortillas might have been made in-house, but I can&amp;#39;t be certain on that. Tacos, very good and nice and hot. Oh and packed full of stuff. Fried plantains were my side item. They were sweet and crispy and delicious! In fact, I could eat some of that right now! &lt;p&gt;Overall, great place to eat. Casual and cool. Good for large groups or a table of two. Service is quick and friendly. And, you can bring your dog (as long as Fido stays on a leash)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-5140401295717242056?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/5140401295717242056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=5140401295717242056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5140401295717242056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5140401295717242056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/fuel-restaurant-review.html' title='Fuel-Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1062486197634086341</id><published>2010-06-08T10:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T10:21:46.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Orchestra vs. Symphony-whatcha got?</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;m headed to the Symphony Orchestra tonight-a Spoleto event in Charleston. Pretty excited about it. The question was posed-&amp;quot;What&amp;#39;s the difference between an orchestra and a symphony orchestra?&amp;quot; Beats me. I looked it up...&lt;p&gt;The basic of the basics is that all symphonies are orchestras, but not all orchestras are symphonies. &lt;p&gt;Orchestras can vary in size and instrumentation. They can be as small as 4-5 members and then would be called a chamber orchestra because they are small enough to play inside of a chamber, office, etc. When they are big enough to need a concert hall they become an orchestra or a symphony orchestra. &lt;p&gt;But...they earn the right to be called a symphony orchestra when they have the following qualifications:&lt;p&gt;1. They have four sections of instruments: strings, woodwinds, brass, and percussion.&lt;br&gt;2. They have the capability to play a symphony. Which brings us to another definition and that would be the definition of a symphony.&lt;p&gt;Symphonies are long pieces, usually of three or more movements, written for orchestras with full percussion sections, piano, harp, bassoons, oboes, an organ, a special guy to play the triangle, etc.&lt;p&gt;To sum it all up-symphonies are orchestras on a very large scale. &lt;p&gt;I definitely feel like I can attend this event tonight and talk with the lady sitting next to me who will most likely be a regular attender of these things. Whew! Didn&amp;#39;t want to seem uninformed on this important topic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1062486197634086341?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1062486197634086341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1062486197634086341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1062486197634086341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1062486197634086341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/orchestra-vs-symphony-whatcha-got.html' title='Orchestra vs. Symphony-whatcha got?'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7217625077918072295</id><published>2010-06-04T13:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T13:05:29.861-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a song for this?</title><content type='html'>So you know when you&amp;#39;re about to get a plane, you sing that song &amp;quot;Leavin&amp;#39; on a jetplane&amp;quot;? You might not, but I do. Call me lame. &lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;m headed on the road in just 30 minutes to go see my amazing sister (pronounced seesta) to make her feel special and loved on her 26th birthday. Happy Birthday Jennipoo! The girls are gonna have some fun I tell ya. Anyway, the roadtrip...&lt;p&gt;So is there a song for leaving in a car? I feel as though I&amp;#39;m on the road a lot more than I&amp;#39;m on a plane and that maybe I should have a song for that. Yes, this would definitely get me more excited about my little roadtrip if I could sing a song to pep myself up for it. &lt;p&gt;Hmmm..Hmmm...Hmm... (Me thinking and trying to hum something. Nothing is popping up into this brain.)&lt;p&gt;Any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7217625077918072295?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7217625077918072295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7217625077918072295' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7217625077918072295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7217625077918072295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-there-song-for-this.html' title='Is there a song for this?'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3411251606225782266</id><published>2010-06-04T08:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T08:23:13.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You decide</title><content type='html'>Chew on this...&lt;p&gt;As many as three million Chinese babies are hidden by their parents every year in order to get around the country&amp;#39;s one-child policy, a researcher has discovered.&lt;p&gt;Yeah, that number is huge! It totally reminds me of Moses in the basket, floatin&amp;#39; down that river. I can&amp;#39;t imagine living in a place where this is &amp;quot;needed&amp;quot;. Oh wait, I did live there, but thankfully I didn&amp;#39;t have to adhere to this law. Not to mention the fact that I&amp;#39;m not married and don&amp;#39;t have children and therefore, this law was not even coming close to touching me.&lt;p&gt;So, you decide. Three million babies being hidden every year. One-child policy: needed or over-the-top? Parents hiding children: breaking the law or trying to live under an unfair law? Discuss.&lt;p&gt;And by the way, I&amp;#39;m thinking it&amp;#39;s not as black and white as it might appear... Just sayin&amp;#39;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3411251606225782266?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3411251606225782266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3411251606225782266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3411251606225782266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3411251606225782266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-decide.html' title='You decide'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8118274407917886035</id><published>2010-06-02T13:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T13:58:18.098-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I do a "Thankful Wednesday"?</title><content type='html'>I think I can. Although a new name for it maybe? [Thinking] Yeah, I can&amp;#39;t come up with any. Have any ideas?&lt;p&gt;What I&amp;#39;m thankful for today:&lt;p&gt;1. That God lets me asks questions of Him and it doesn&amp;#39;t make me any less of a believer/follower&lt;br&gt;2. A co-worker who displayed a simple of kindness to me today&lt;br&gt;3. Common interests with co-workers that make the day more pleasant&lt;br&gt;4. Peppermint tea bags&lt;br&gt;5. Peppermint Mocha coffee creamer (I&amp;#39;m seeing a theme)&lt;br&gt;6. That I can remember stories in detail from eight years ago&lt;br&gt;7. Dijon mustard-it&amp;#39;s so much better than plain ol&amp;#39; yellow&lt;br&gt;8. Parents that are present in my life&lt;br&gt;9. Food friends&lt;br&gt;10. New friends that make me laugh so much my cheeks hurt&lt;br&gt;11. That I have thick hair. (Does that make me vain?)&lt;br&gt;12. My new apartment is sooo much closer to everything in my life!&lt;br&gt;13. The Word that speaks&lt;br&gt;14. Being a part of what God is doing on this earth&lt;br&gt;15. I was born an American, and therefore was able to hear and know the Truth&lt;br&gt;16. I have Someone to bear my burden for me (Psalm 68:19-20)&lt;br&gt;17. That I know what Anne of Green Gables was talking about when she referred to Diana as her &amp;quot;kindred spirit&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt;18. Women to push me, encourage me and pray for me towards glory&lt;br&gt;19. Fruit smoothies for breakfast&lt;br&gt;20. I live in one of the top culinary cities in the world! What better place for good &amp;#39;ol me to live?&lt;br&gt;21. The ability to return to China in a couple of weeks to see friends and experience that culture once again.&lt;br&gt;22. Clean water&lt;br&gt;23. Blue popcorn&lt;br&gt;24. Can I say the Food Network? Yep, I just did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8118274407917886035?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8118274407917886035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8118274407917886035' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8118274407917886035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8118274407917886035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/can-i-do-thankful-wednesday.html' title='Can I do a &quot;Thankful Wednesday&quot;?'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1035177282138601398</id><published>2010-06-01T08:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T08:48:54.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fulton Five - Restaurant Review</title><content type='html'>I met my food friend, Lauren, at Fulton Five last night following an incredible performance by Leszek Mozdzer of Poland. Fulton Five is a quaint restaurant located at 5 Fulton St. in Charleston, SC. It has been named one of the most romantic restaurants in Charleston. With enough seating for about 36 people and minimal lighting, it&amp;#39;s easy to see how this could be true. If you&amp;#39;ve never been to Fulton Five it can be hard to navigate if you will. It&amp;#39;s not hard to find the actual restaurant but it is difficult to determine where the entrance is. So for those of you who&amp;#39;ve never gone, but would like to-the entrance is downstairs not upstairs! Lauren and I each looked like fools heading up those stairs to nowhere! Another tidbit is that there are about 5-6 parking spaces across the street from Fulton Five reserved specifically for their customers. It&amp;#39;s free.&lt;p&gt;On to the food!&lt;p&gt;Lauren and I always share an appetizer, each order an entree and share a dessert.&lt;p&gt;APPETIZER&lt;br&gt;Prosciutto and Mozzarella wrapped in a Romaine leaf and grilled with a tomato balsamic dressing. It was warm with simple flavors. I could really taste each part of the dish. It was a lovely start and was definitely a foreshadowing of things to come.&lt;p&gt;ENTREE&lt;br&gt;Lauren-Chocolate Espresso Rubbed Fillet with whipped potatoes and asparagus. I only tasted a bite of this but it was very good. The chocolate espresso was very subtle, but could still be tasted. Personally, I would have liked it to be bit stronger as the bites more towards the center of the fillet were not as strong in the chocolate espresso flavor. &lt;p&gt;Kathryn-Bone-in Pork Chop over Gorgonzola mashed potatoes with Apple Cider Braised Swiss Chard and an au jus. Umm, can I just say really quickly that I am an incredible orderer. If and when you go out to eat with me let me order for you because I&amp;#39;m very good! Anyway, back to the yummy meal. By the way, I never order pork chops in a restaurant because I make them at home so much, but I just had to get this-mainly for the mashed potatoes. And I am so glad I did! The pork chop cooked to medium and wow was it tender and thick! Minimal seasoning, mainly with some cracker pepper on top. I ate this first and then moved on to the mashed potatoes and the swiss chard. (I wanted to make sure I had enough room in my stomach to finish that pork!) The whole meal was delicious with the subtle flavorings of the gorgonzola cheese in the mashed potatoes and the apple cider flavor in the swiss chard. It seems that there are a lot of different flavors going on here, and there were, but they all went so well together.&lt;p&gt;DESSERT&lt;br&gt;Tiramisu-admittedly this was my first time having it. I&amp;#39;m usually not of fan of chocolate desserts so this was perfect because there&amp;#39;s not too much chocolate and it&amp;#39;s bittersweet chocolate so it&amp;#39;s not too sweet. It was light and airy and a nice blend of espresso and chocolate. The plate was cleaned by us girls!&lt;p&gt;I found the service to be very good. David was our waiter and he was very personable and took his time to answer any questions, as well as explain each special in wonderful detail. As typical in restaurants, you have a waitor/waitress that is assigned to your table and you, as the customer, are to only ask questions of your waitor. But Fulton Five wasn&amp;#39;t the case. While David was our main waitor, the staff at Fulton Five share responsibilities of each table to ensure that customers are not waiting too long for anything while the waitor is serving someone else. I found this to be a nice touch and one that made a clear statement that we, the customers, are important to them. Thank you Fulton Five.&lt;p&gt;I very much recommend this restaurant for you romantics out there. It&amp;#39;s a keeper!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1035177282138601398?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1035177282138601398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1035177282138601398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1035177282138601398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1035177282138601398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/06/fulton-five-restaurant-review.html' title='Fulton Five - Restaurant Review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7109436482080468979</id><published>2010-05-31T18:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T18:23:36.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just saw a polish jazz</title><content type='html'>Just saw a polish jazz pianist play. Wow! Truly incredible. The guy&amp;#39;s name- Leszek M (can&amp;#39;t remember last name).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7109436482080468979?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7109436482080468979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7109436482080468979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7109436482080468979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7109436482080468979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-saw-polish-jazz.html' title='Just saw a polish jazz'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-416288290783202694</id><published>2010-05-28T10:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:22:21.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Discussion</title><content type='html'>The following is from a news article I read this morning. A Chinese man says:&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Protestantism has been a key reason for the success of western civilization and the establishment of constitutional and democratic government.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;Discuss....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-416288290783202694?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/416288290783202694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=416288290783202694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/416288290783202694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/416288290783202694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/discussion.html' title='Discussion'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6529738278129352095</id><published>2010-05-26T12:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:16:05.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies</title><content type='html'>So if you haven&amp;#39;t guessed it now, I&amp;#39;m a serious foodie! And so, to figure out that I have an extremem intolerance to dairy was a bit disheartening. But then to realize today that I&amp;#39;m allergic to cantaloup (or rather Grass Pollen) was a surprise. I knew I was allergic to grass, but I didn&amp;#39;t know it would manifest itself in food. After researching it I&amp;#39;ve come to know that it can manifest itself that way. &lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#39;s the deal. I started this &amp;quot;No sugar dessert Monday through Thursday.&amp;quot; I was going a little over-the-top with dessert each night and a bit out of control. So instead I&amp;#39;ve been eating fruit for my &amp;quot;dessert&amp;quot;. Cantaloupe was my choice Monday and Tuesday night. Allergic reaction started shortly thereafter by presenting with what seems like extreme chapped lips. And it&amp;#39;s been getting worse with each day of continuous cantaloupe eating. &lt;p&gt;Did the research. Bam! Allergic to Grass Pollen which is in melons and figs. Who would&amp;#39;ve thought?&lt;p&gt;I tell you what, if it turns out that I become allergic to sugar I will die!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6529738278129352095?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6529738278129352095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6529738278129352095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6529738278129352095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6529738278129352095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/allergies.html' title='Allergies'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4639123486217232685</id><published>2010-05-24T08:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T08:22:07.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Blush</title><content type='html'>Blush. Not the pink powdery substance that I apply to my cheeks in the morning to make me have that &amp;quot;glow&amp;quot;. I&amp;#39;m talking about something you do, something that happens. &lt;p&gt;The question was raised about how often we, as people, blush. And I&amp;#39;m talking about blushing in response to something that would not be considered good, like a compliment. &lt;p&gt;How often do I blush at things I see on TV or in movies? What about conversations that I hear or even take part in? And things/people that I see? Does it bother me to see, hear or take part in these things. Or has my heart and mind become numb to them? Are they considered normal now? Do I think them normal and acceptable? &lt;p&gt;Last night in small group, us girls were discussing ways that Satan can come into our lives, mainly how we let him in. Ugh! He wants in my life and here I am opening the door for him through some TV shows, movies, magazines, music, billboards, conversations I take part in etc. &amp;quot;Here  you go Satan, want to join my life?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;I feel like that for me to gradually become more accepting of and unaffected by the words, actions and sights I see all around me, I&amp;#39;m allowing Satan more of a grip in my life. I am becoming more apart of &amp;quot;that&amp;quot; world and steering further away from what is eternal. It gets harder and harder to see clearly. And it&amp;#39;s harder to hear God. It gets kind of cloudy.&lt;p&gt;So what do I need to do? How can I protect myself? How can you protect me? How can I protect you? I don&amp;#39;t want to become legalistic by any means. But this subject warrants thinking about and it definitely warrants some sort of action. I mean, people around us are acting and they&amp;#39;re pushing these things hard! I want to respond by pushing back and saying &amp;quot;No, I don&amp;#39;t want this! And I will not accept this!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;Those things that should make me blush and turn away from in shame are just lightly bantered about. ~ B. Brown&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4639123486217232685?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4639123486217232685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4639123486217232685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4639123486217232685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4639123486217232685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/blush.html' title='Blush'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6625365095727857353</id><published>2010-05-12T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:06:15.589-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fried chicken and layered cakes</title><content type='html'>So here&amp;#39;s the comparison I made between fried chicken and layered cakes. But let me take a moment to clarify that when eating fried chicken I prefer the wing or the leg. And the little pieces of chicken and layered cakes are similar in my mind because you get yumminess with every bite. You see, here&amp;#39;s the deal.&lt;p&gt;Wings/Legs-with every bite you get a bite of that fried yumminess because the pieces are small. Whereas with a breast or a thigh, sometimes you only get and no fried stuff.&lt;p&gt;Layered cakes-because there is icing in between each layer, you get icing with every bite, which is my favorite!&lt;p&gt;THEREFORE, layered cakes and small pieces of fried chicken are oh so yummy! In fact, where can I go to get a yummy layered cake? Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6625365095727857353?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6625365095727857353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6625365095727857353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6625365095727857353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6625365095727857353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/fried-chicken-and-layered-cakes.html' title='Fried chicken and layered cakes'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3308938967126054983</id><published>2010-05-11T12:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T12:38:40.488-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The wonder in it all</title><content type='html'>I just finished working on a document at work and I took a moment to take another sip of my coffee as I pondered how my stomach is going to handle the potato soup I just ate for lunch (wondering if water would help the process). And I thought how miraculous it is that our bodies know what to do with food and liquids and how to separate them and everything. Really the whole process of the human body is truly amazing and something that is difficult for me to comprehend. And then my mind went to the scientists or &amp;quot;sceptics&amp;quot; out there who can so easily dismiss giving glory to a Creator for His imagination in creating us this way. &lt;p&gt;I look at the body and think, &amp;quot;Wow, what a smart and creative God I have!&amp;quot; They look at the body and want to explain the wonder and the creativeness away with science. Science isn&amp;#39;t bad; not at all! So many wonderful things have come from science. But my concern/my feeling of sadness for them is that in explaining away the wonder and the miracle of it, they lose all ability to see any wonder or any miracle in anything.&lt;p&gt;I had a friend a couple of years back that used to call me when there was a rainbow or when the the sunset was really striking. She was so excited about it! I got so annoyed at her for calling me about something so small and insignificant. Who cares?! I thought she was rediculou and actually small-minded. (Yes, I have judgemental thoughts that I&amp;#39;m not proud of.) But boy was I wrong! Now I see. &lt;p&gt;And today I have people in my life that minimize things that are truly huge! Beautiful things that they try and make ugly by their pessimism or scepticism. And these people are not always non-believers. Sometimes they are believers.&lt;p&gt;So today, thinking about the little miracle that I saw and remembering that girl a few years back, I thought how sorry I am that I minimized her wonder in the little things, but glad to see it now for what it is. Glad that I can see the miracle of it and the Creator in it. And instead of being that pessimist or &amp;quot;realist&amp;quot; (as I so often call myself) that explains away everything, I&amp;#39;d like to be the one who looks for the wonder and the miracle.&lt;p&gt;Some things that I find wonder in:&lt;br&gt;1. The human body&lt;br&gt;2. That people around the world look so different (i.e. body type, size, facial structure, etc.) and that they hold such different practices in culture&lt;br&gt;3. The brain makes decisions for me subconciously (i.e. breathing)&lt;br&gt;4. Ladybugs&lt;br&gt;5. Giraffes-did you know that there is no scientific explanation for a giraffe&amp;#39;s life? Their necks are too long to get blood from the heart to the brain. Yet here they are! Definite Creator wonder!&lt;br&gt;6. A smile can change an attitude&lt;br&gt;7. The wind&lt;br&gt;8. Tides/waves/currents&lt;br&gt;9. Fingerprints-it&amp;#39;s amazing that every one is different isn&amp;#39;t it?!&lt;br&gt;10. The invention of colors&lt;br&gt;11. Changed hearts&lt;br&gt;12. Mountains-i mean giant hills that are breathtaking!&lt;br&gt;13. Snow&lt;p&gt;What are the little things that you find wonder in?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3308938967126054983?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3308938967126054983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3308938967126054983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3308938967126054983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3308938967126054983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/wonder-in-it-all.html' title='The wonder in it all'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6704526787029667882</id><published>2010-05-06T12:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:09:36.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Remains</title><content type='html'>There&amp;#39;s a power in poverty that breaks principalities and brings the authorities down to their knees&lt;br&gt;There&amp;#39;s a brewing frustration and ageless temptation to fight for control by some manipulation&lt;br&gt;The God of the Kindoms and God of the nations&lt;br&gt;The God of creation sends this revelation&lt;br&gt;To the homeless and penniless, Jesus the Son&lt;br&gt;The poor will inherit the Kingdom to come&lt;p&gt;Where will we turn when our world falls apart and all of the treasures we&amp;#39;ve stored in our barns&lt;br&gt;Can&amp;#39;t buy the Kindoms of God&lt;br&gt;Who will we praise when we praised all our lives, men who build kingdoms and men who build fame&lt;br&gt;Heaven does not know their names&lt;br&gt;What will we fear when all that remains is God on the throne with a child in his arms and love in his eyes and the sound of His heart cry&lt;p&gt;~Jason Upton&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6704526787029667882?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6704526787029667882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6704526787029667882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6704526787029667882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6704526787029667882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/remains.html' title='Remains'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2166112290105711514</id><published>2010-05-04T14:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T14:25:07.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday afternoons</title><content type='html'>So on Tuesday afternoons on my way home from work I call my best friend, Sara. She&amp;#39;s on her way home from Clemson every Tuesday afternoon at the same time. Neither of us have children in the car (I never have children in my car) so it&amp;#39;s relatively quiet. And on her way home she stops to get her Tuesday afternoon treat and I sit quietly while she orders at the drive-thru and then I stop to get my treat (Diet coke with light ice) and she sits quietly while I order. And then we just chat and laugh and chat and laugh. &lt;p&gt;It&amp;#39;s our little Tuesday afternoon &amp;quot;thing&amp;quot; and I like it. One of those small things that make me smile and make life fun. I look forward to Tuesday afternoons. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2166112290105711514?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2166112290105711514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2166112290105711514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2166112290105711514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2166112290105711514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/tuesday-afternoons.html' title='Tuesday afternoons'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-552335928469174285</id><published>2010-05-03T12:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:43:54.730-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's run there!</title><content type='html'>I love, love, love Sundays! It&amp;#39;s church day! I get to go to my amazing church, East Cooper Baptist Church (&lt;a href="http://www.ecbconline.com"&gt;www.ecbconline.com&lt;/a&gt;) and be led into the Lord&amp;#39;s presence and hear His Word spoken to me. I&amp;#39;m taught and I walk aware from there knowing the Bible better, knowing God deeper and having a deep sense and knowledge that the Creator, God is with me in the deepest parts of me and He&amp;#39;s smiling on me. Joy. I go home to a wonderful lunch of my choosing and I spend the rest of the day relaxing and reading and going prayer walking. And then I finish up the day with my small group that is comprised of amazing women that are running hard after God&amp;#39;s heart and to be more like Him (and the guys too! :) ). I leave there encouraged in His Spirit and it gets my week started off in a great way! &lt;p&gt;My sister asked me Saturday night after the birthday festivities were over, if my birthday was everything I had dreamt up for it. My honest answer was that it&amp;#39;s hard to have some elaborate and &amp;quot;wow&amp;quot; birthday when your life is just so great and you&amp;#39;re so blessed. And that&amp;#39;s how I feel. I mean, what more could I want? How could one day of my life be something spectacular when every day of my life is so great?!&lt;p&gt;Let&amp;#39;s run to the cross today. Let&amp;#39;s sit at the feet of Jesus today. It&amp;#39;s fun. It&amp;#39;s sweet. It&amp;#39;s THE BEST part of my life. Let&amp;#39;s go there.&lt;p&gt;ABOVE ALL, KEEP FERVENT IN YOUR LOVE FOR ONE ANOTHER, BECAUSE LOVE COVERS A MULTITUDE OF SINS.   ~1 PETER 4:8&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-552335928469174285?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/552335928469174285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=552335928469174285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/552335928469174285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/552335928469174285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/05/lets-run-there.html' title='Let&apos;s run there!'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4040330521742760209</id><published>2010-04-30T21:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T21:31:19.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Restaurant Review-Shem Creek Bar &amp; Grill</title><content type='html'>Not impressed. Very overpriced for the quality of food. You&amp;#39;re paying for the view I assume. The view is great! Okay, so the food...I ordered the Seafood A la Wando. This &amp;quot;cream sauce&amp;quot; is more like a soup and the &amp;quot;fried grits&amp;quot; actually consist of one grits patty about 2x2x1. And where was it? You couldn&amp;#39;t see the fried grits and half of the seafood due to the soupy cream sauce. Admittedly, there was a lot of seafood and it tasted okay But be warned-the crab that they claim is in there is actually just flakes put into the sauce. My sister ordered the Seafood Stuffed Flounder. Great idea but bad execution. The crab cake on the bottom was mushy and reminded me of something you would find on the bottom of the ocean. Mashed potatoes-not good. But...vegetables-very, very good. Hushpuppies-good. Service, both hostesses and waitress were not good. They were actually quite rude. Will not be returning to this restaurant no matter how popular it is. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style="visibility: hidden; display: inline;" id="avg_ls_inline_popup"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;#avg_ls_inline_popup {  position:absolute;  z-index:9999;  padding: 0px 0px;  margin-left: 0px;  margin-top: 0px;  width: 240px;  overflow: hidden;  word-wrap: break-word;  color: black;  font-size: 10px;  text-align: left;  line-height: 13px;}&lt;/style&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4040330521742760209?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4040330521742760209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4040330521742760209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4040330521742760209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4040330521742760209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/restaurant-review-shem-creek-bar-grill.html' title='Restaurant Review-Shem Creek Bar &amp; Grill'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2830751723642467161</id><published>2010-04-30T13:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T13:10:26.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday on Friday</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s Thankful Thursday being celebrated on Friday.&lt;p&gt;1. I have hope for something greater.&lt;br&gt;2. A sister that would drive three hours just to celebrate my birthday! &lt;br&gt;3. I found salt and pepper packets in the breakroom! No more bland peas for lunch!&lt;br&gt;4. The picture on my calendar at work says, &amp;quot;When I&amp;#39;m afraid I will trust in You.&amp;quot; A great reminder.&lt;br&gt;5. A job&lt;br&gt;6. The handful of women friends in my life that are &amp;quot;Going for Glory&amp;quot; and are pursuing Christ with everything they have! What great examples and inspirations to me!&lt;br&gt;7. I get to go back to China in just 49 days!&lt;br&gt;8. That my eyes see a different world than most people see.&lt;br&gt;9. Restaurants that serve seafood with amazing sauces. I love sauces. Yum.&lt;br&gt;10. The Chinese language. It can explain some things in amazingly accurate ways that English just can&amp;#39;t.&lt;br&gt;11. Hot water in my coffee mug. It keeps me warm at work.&lt;br&gt;12. Talking food. Men talk &amp;quot;shop&amp;quot;. Most women talk &amp;quot;shopping&amp;quot;. I talk &amp;quot;food&amp;quot;.&lt;br&gt;13. Clean water&lt;br&gt;14. My cube mates next door that crack me up ALL day!&lt;br&gt;15. The fruits of summer. Oh my gosh this Papaya is fabulous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2830751723642467161?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2830751723642467161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2830751723642467161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2830751723642467161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2830751723642467161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/thankful-thursday-on-friday.html' title='Thankful Thursday on Friday'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6887946513437968347</id><published>2010-04-28T14:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:07:50.459-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Spirit who draws us</title><content type='html'>I was sitting with a friend yesterday and we were discussing many, many things. At this moment, I&amp;#39;m sure you&amp;#39;re envisioning us sitting up straight in wingback chairs with nice suits on, sipping tea. But in fact, there she was in a sundress and me in a hiking skirt and chocos and we were sitting on the floor.&lt;p&gt;We were discussing our role in bringing people to the saving knowledge of knowing Christ. Sometimes I sit at work and I wonder how in the world I&amp;#39;m going to share Christ with these people around me. How am I going to share with them in a way that will make sense to them, in a way that they will believe? And I think about if I were them and I were looking what Jesus teaches from their point of view. It really seems crazy! And then to think through all of the &amp;quot;answers&amp;quot; that I&amp;#39;ve been taught or learned to give in response to their questions about Jesus and being a follower of His and they all come from the Bible. But what if these people don&amp;#39;t believe the Bible to have any bearing on their lives as truth? What then?&lt;p&gt;All of these questions continually float through my head as I pray for the people I work with and I pray for wisdom to know how to reach and what to say to them and how to love them. For a moment (maybe more than a moment) I get ansy inside and worried and scared. &lt;p&gt;But as my friend pointed out yesterday, it is the Holy Spirit who opens people&amp;#39;s eyes to the Truth. It is the Holy Spirit who brings you to belief in Jesus. Otherwise, yes, it would seem crazy. &lt;p&gt;That takes some of the pressure off of me for sure. Got to keep on keepin&amp;#39; on with the people around me. And keep praying that they respond to the Holy Spirit in their life and that I don&amp;#39;t do anything to get in the way.&lt;p&gt;It is the Holy Spirit who draws us near. Lovin&amp;#39; that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6887946513437968347?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6887946513437968347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6887946513437968347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6887946513437968347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6887946513437968347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/holy-spirit-who-draws-us.html' title='Holy Spirit who draws us'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2009385194026864267</id><published>2010-04-26T08:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T08:04:58.446-04:00</updated><title type='text'>North Africa</title><content type='html'>I am currently reading a letter from some Missionaries in North Africa. They are facing possible deportation for proselytizing. See their quote below in regards to the fight:&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The Lord is working miracles in North Africa.  [Missionary&amp;#39;s name]&amp;#39;s work in country has not stopped. Teams are still going and many others are going forward on faith.  But even with all of the signs and miracles taking place around us, the fight is far from over.  Make no mistake about it though; we serve a mighty and triumphant God. Satan has lost the war.   Every knee shall bow, every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.  That does not mean that the evil one has given up.  By no means, Satan is still fighting and in some cases even winning the battles for the hearts and minds of believer&amp;#39;s right here at home.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Satan is still fighting. Makes it all the more real of how much we, as believers, are involved in a very current battle/war. Satan is still fighting. Why have so many of us stopped?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2009385194026864267?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2009385194026864267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2009385194026864267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2009385194026864267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2009385194026864267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/north-africa.html' title='North Africa'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-270433711076002699</id><published>2010-04-22T12:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T12:44:34.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>57 days and counting</title><content type='html'>In 57 days I will be getting back on a plane headed for China! And well...I&amp;#39;m excited!!!!! I&amp;#39;m only going for a week so it will be a very quick trip, but so wonderful. I&amp;#39;m excited to see my Chinese friends as well as my foreign (American, Australian and Romanian) friends. I&amp;#39;m really excited about the delicious food. I&amp;#39;m excited to be speaking Chinese again and even of riding the train and the taxis and the buses.  I&amp;#39;m just excited to be back in the culture after 20 months of being out of it. Wow! So today or tomorrow I&amp;#39;m getting my Visa pictures made and sending my passport off for processing. Oh and I&amp;#39;m really looking forward to that international flight! That&amp;#39;s one of those things in life that I love. And this one is going to be even better because I&amp;quot;m not doing it by myself, which has been how I&amp;#39;ve traveled everywhere in the last three  years. Everything is much better when experienced with people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-270433711076002699?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/270433711076002699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=270433711076002699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/270433711076002699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/270433711076002699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/57-days-and-counting.html' title='57 days and counting'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6571571618141408096</id><published>2010-04-20T14:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T14:47:07.868-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders of a sweet time</title><content type='html'>I stumbled upon an album that I used to listen a while back. In fact, I listened to one song on repeat for an entire month. I tend to this a lot when I find a song that I love!&lt;p&gt;Anyway, it&amp;#39;s from &amp;quot;Enter the Worship Circle&amp;quot; by 100 Portraits &amp;amp; Waterdeep. The song is &amp;quot;Life of Praise&amp;quot; and I listened to it for the entire month I was in Cambodia during the summer of 2001. And everytime I hear that song my entire heart, mind and soul just transports itself back there. I think of the pineapples I would eat for lunch with the french baguette. I think of walking the muddy streets of Siem Reap while all the Khemer people zoomed past me on their mopeds. I think of our devotional time of studying Acts together. I feel the warmth of the sun that shot down each morning on our way to the floating village. I think of the jungle that was so easily accessible if you just walked down the street a bit. You could see the women bending down to pick rice from the patties. I think of the joy that I felt when I was there. Most of all, I think how God used that trip to start in me a passion for the nations and all people to know Him. That was the beginning. And oh how I am thankful.&lt;p&gt;The lyrics to the song are below and are very appropriate for listening while in an Asian country, such as Cambodia. I hope it stirs something in your heart like it did mine.&lt;p&gt;LIFE OF PRAISE&lt;br&gt;Many men will drink the rain; turn to the thank the clouds.&lt;br&gt;Many men will hear you speak; they will never turn around.&lt;p&gt;I will not forget you are my God my King.&lt;br&gt;With a thankful heart I bring my offering.&lt;br&gt;And my sacrifice is not what you can give.&lt;br&gt;But what I alone can give to you.&lt;p&gt;A grateful heart I give; a thankful pray I pray.&lt;br&gt;A wild dance I dance before you.&lt;br&gt;A loud song I sing and huge bell I ring.&lt;br&gt;A life of praise I live before you.&lt;p&gt;Many men will pour their gold; serve a thing that shines.&lt;br&gt;Many men will read your words; they will never change their minds.&lt;p&gt;I will not forget you are my God my King.&lt;br&gt;With a thankful heart I bring my offering.&lt;br&gt;And my sacrifice is not what you can give.&lt;br&gt;But what I alone can give to you.&lt;p&gt;A grateful heart I give; a thankful pray I pray.&lt;br&gt;A wild dance I dance before you.&lt;br&gt;A loud song I sing and huge bell I ring.&lt;br&gt;A life of praise I live before you.&lt;p&gt;Got to get a little wild inside; got to get a little a wild inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6571571618141408096?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6571571618141408096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6571571618141408096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6571571618141408096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6571571618141408096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/reminders-of-sweet-time.html' title='Reminders of a sweet time'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4431007274153224396</id><published>2010-04-13T14:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T14:57:23.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This vs. that</title><content type='html'>You and I have all heard people, mostly, men express fear over committing to someone for the rest of their life. One person...forever. This scares some people. But I can say that the idea of committing to someone for the rest of my life does not scare me nearly as much as staying in one location for the rest of my life. &lt;p&gt;An idea was brought to my mind about a week ago. It was a proposition that someone I know would become my business partner in opening my bakery. I know, great huh? But somewhere in my dreaming of this bakery did I nowhere think that I would be staying in the same location. But naturally that&amp;#39;s what would happen. If anyone would invest that much time, energy and money in something they&amp;#39;re going to do it for a very long time.&lt;br&gt;Well, the thought that I would be remaining in whatever location I chose to open my bakery in, would be my permanent location for a very long time. Yes, I thought of everything but that!&lt;p&gt;This freaks me out to no end! I&amp;#39;m a mobile girl. I like moving and I like being able to pick and move quickly whenever and wherever God wants me to go. And I get tired a place after a couple of years. I like adventure and moving to a new place is some good adventure! So now I&amp;#39;m rethinking this bakery thing and really praying about it hard! Because if I&amp;#39;m going to do this it&amp;#39;s going to be a major committment, obviously for a lot of reasons, but the biggest to me would be to committ to live in that location long-term. Whew! That&amp;#39;s a big one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4431007274153224396?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4431007274153224396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4431007274153224396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4431007274153224396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4431007274153224396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-vs-that.html' title='This vs. that'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3940919789981847358</id><published>2010-04-09T08:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T08:52:54.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the day</title><content type='html'>Question: If you have the desire to do something for God, is that reason enough to do it? Why or why not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3940919789981847358?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3940919789981847358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3940919789981847358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3940919789981847358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3940919789981847358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the day'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6596168344501737725</id><published>2010-04-06T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T08:50:01.438-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old school song</title><content type='html'>Does anyone remember that old FFH song, &amp;quot;Daniel&amp;quot;?  Yes, I am listening to it at work. The iPod is going through all the music I have on it. And let me tell you, sometimes I&amp;#39;m quite surprised at what is playing! &lt;p&gt;It talks about people like Daniel in the Lion&amp;#39;s Den and Moses, basically speaking of their lives of faith and how they completely relied on God to come through for them. I was thinking about it this morning on my way to work-living a life of faith. And yes, that is a really old song, but it has a point. I, too, want to be like them, completely relying on God to come through, to be there, to provide, to protect, to rescue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6596168344501737725?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6596168344501737725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6596168344501737725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6596168344501737725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6596168344501737725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/old-school-song.html' title='Old school song'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4183531746623991668</id><published>2010-04-05T12:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:04:12.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Covered</title><content type='html'>It&amp;#39;s the day after Easter. What a wonderful day yesterday was! But yet I feel like I didn&amp;#39;t do it justice. Can we ever? It&amp;#39;s just really such a huge deal! Easter-the day Jesus rose from the grave and gave us all new life! I&amp;#39;m never going to get over that.&lt;p&gt;Today feels new and fresh. Like I get a do-over. I&amp;#39;m lovin&amp;#39; that. &lt;p&gt;Saturday I went to a Passion Play. There was a line in the play that shook me and woke me up. Jesus and Roman soldier were talking after Pilate told Jesus everything he was being accused of. Jesus did not defend himself. He didn&amp;#39;t say a word. (Isaiah 53) The soldier wanted to know why he didn&amp;#39;t defend himself; why he said nothing in response. Jesus&amp;#39; response is what shook me.&lt;p&gt;He said, &amp;quot;Your debt will be covered...&amp;quot; I, and all of you, have heard that before. But for me to witness it being spoken from Jesus to a person made it so personal. It made the fact that there was a debt that each of us carry/carried so true. Flashes of the Old Testament practices for forgiveness and how I don&amp;#39;t have to do that. Flashes of everything I would owe a debt for were there. Flashes of money owed were visible. And then, &amp;quot;your debt will be covered.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;My debt is covered. It has been covered and now the burden is light. I am covered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4183531746623991668?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4183531746623991668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4183531746623991668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4183531746623991668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4183531746623991668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/covered.html' title='Covered'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2647351634681061404</id><published>2010-04-01T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:48:58.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is the day!</title><content type='html'>Today I go back to the Allergist to assess my progress with this no-dairy diet. I am so excited to go! I want to start incorporating something back into my diet. I&amp;#39;m pushing for butter to be the first on the list. I mean Easter is on Sunday and what southern Easter is not going to have butter all in it?! Not this one!&lt;p&gt;All-in-all, this has been good. I have FINALLY figured out that dairy is the problem. That brings me relief of mind. But sadness that dairy is the problem, as anything dairy makes for my favorite foods (i.e. ice cream, butter, pizza, any baked goods, lemon butter sauce on fish, French food, etc.). I guess life is about adjustments.&lt;p&gt;In other news, I leave in less than 100 days for China!  I can already taste those spice Ningxia noodles!&lt;p&gt;And, I&amp;#39;m entering my first recipe contest-White Chocolate Ginger Strawberry Shortcake. Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2647351634681061404?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2647351634681061404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2647351634681061404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2647351634681061404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2647351634681061404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/04/today-is-day.html' title='Today is the day!'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2585882229317553239</id><published>2010-03-16T13:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T13:26:25.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Day 16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;So it&amp;#8217;s the 16&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; day of this &amp;#8220;no dairy&amp;#8221; thing. And&amp;#8230;it&amp;#8217;s getting easier. I have since memorized everything I can&amp;#8217;t have and know a lot without having to look at the ingredient list on the back. I have also discovered ways to have what I like while bypassing dairy. I will say though, that I haven&amp;#8217;t been out to eat during this time, which I miss. That is too much for me to try and figure out at the moment. And parties are hard. But eating at home isn&amp;#8217;t bad. I&amp;#8217;m definitely eating enough fruits and veggies for sure!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Oh, the verdict is in on the Soy cheddar cheese. Not good. The flavor is just too different. The smell about knocks me over and really, if the flavor isn&amp;#8217;t there, are the calories really worth it? Nope. Nope.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;The whole big thing that is so wonderful is that my stomach isn&amp;#8217;t hurting anymore. That is glorious news!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2585882229317553239?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2585882229317553239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2585882229317553239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2585882229317553239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2585882229317553239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-16.html' title='Day 16'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1894793101612950771</id><published>2010-03-11T07:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T07:40:14.578-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hit from behind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Got slammed into from behind this morning while sitting at a stoplight on my way to work at 6:30 am. Didn&amp;#8217;t see it comin&amp;#8217;. The culprit was a little old Asian man driving a red VW Beetle. Kind of funny when you think about it. Neck is sore and have a headache. But no damage done to Gruyere (my car). The little guy is a tough one. &amp;nbsp;My car might not be the best looking thing out there, but the bumper isn&amp;#8217;t stuffed with Styrofoam! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1894793101612950771?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1894793101612950771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1894793101612950771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1894793101612950771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1894793101612950771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/03/hit-from-behind.html' title='Hit from behind'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-5610910467422288613</id><published>2010-03-10T21:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T21:25:30.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9</title><content type='html'>So 9 days later into the &amp;quot;no dairy&amp;quot; and it seems to be going okay. I have found some of my guilty pleasures at some &amp;quot;health food&amp;quot; stores.  I have soy coffee creamer, soy yogurt, soy ice cream and soy cheddar cheese. None of these taste like the real thing, but they&amp;#39;re close and they&amp;#39;ll do for the time being. Silk makes a good coffee creamer and yogurt. Although I found some Stonyfield Soy Yogurt that I&amp;#39;ll try here shortly. I&amp;#39;ve heard it&amp;#39;s good. Last week I tried a frozen dessert (a.k.a ice cream) made with rice milk. Not my favorite. Tonight I tried a soy ice cream and it was very good. It&amp;#39;s called &amp;quot;Purely Decadent&amp;quot; and it had the same texture and taste as real ice cream. Yay! The cheddar cheese, um...the verdict is still out.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;I have resorted back to make my own granola b/c this is just easier-I know what&amp;#39;s in it. And I&amp;#39;m going through fruits and veggies like a rabbit!&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-5610910467422288613?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/5610910467422288613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=5610910467422288613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5610910467422288613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5610910467422288613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-9.html' title='Day 9'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2248086338055078699</id><published>2010-03-04T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:12:00.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Day 3 of NO DAIRY: I went to Whole Foods last night and found some Soy coffee creamer. This is definitely not the same as my beloved fat-free powdered creamer, but it&amp;#8217;s definitely better than the Lactaid milk I used yesterday! I also found some Soy yogurt. The taste and the texture is a bit off from regular yogurt, but I&amp;#8217;m thankful to have my yogurt back in my morning breakfast routine. The Cheerios and milk I had yesterday morning for breakfast kept me full about&amp;#8230;uh&amp;#8230;1 hour! And I went bold and bought some Rice Milk Frozen Dessert: Carrot Cake. (In other words, ice cream/dream, whatever.) Let&amp;#8217;s just say that it&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8220;interesting&amp;#8221;. There will not be a purchase No. 2, at least of that flavor. Texture is a bit rubbery and I&amp;#8217;m pretty sure that&amp;#8217;s not normal. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Moving ahead with this. I&amp;#8217;m thinking that this &amp;#8220;diet&amp;#8221; is going to help my cholesterol to go down. What do you think?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2248086338055078699?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2248086338055078699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2248086338055078699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2248086338055078699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2248086338055078699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-590762654148841248</id><published>2010-03-03T07:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T07:45:06.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Dairy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Went to an allergist the other day to talk about all the stomach problems I&amp;#8217;ve been having since returning from China almost a year and a half ago.&amp;nbsp; (I can&amp;#8217;t believe it&amp;#8217;s been that long!) After being pricked and prodded about 100 times. (Really, a 100 times.) The allergist instructed me to stay away from everything dairy and from anything that has dairy or a derivative of dairy in it. Do you know what this means? This means that my life has completely altered! I am a baker! A cook! And I love to eat ANYTHING! So under the long list of things I can&amp;#8217;t have for four weeks are:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Milk (any derivative of it: sweetened condensed milk, evaporated milk, etc.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Butter&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Cream&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Cheese&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Yogurt&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Non-dairy anything (they actually have dairy in them, go figure)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Ice cream&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Caramel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Chocolate&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Flour made with milk-proteins&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Whey (this knocks out most cereals&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Lunch meat, hot dogs (won&amp;#8217;t be a problem) and sausages&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Ok, big problem for me. Do you know that I use butter as much as I can when I cook? I eat ice cream at least 3x/week. I have yogurt every morning for breakfast. And now let&amp;#8217;s think through this whole flour thing and whey thing. I mean really?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;So this is Day 2 of no dairy and this Lactaid milk serving as creamer for coffee is just not cutting it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-590762654148841248?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/590762654148841248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=590762654148841248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/590762654148841248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/590762654148841248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-dairy.html' title='No Dairy'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2580191971291478566</id><published>2010-03-01T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T10:28:40.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sacrificial vs. comfortable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I was asked this weekend, &amp;#8220;Are you giving sacrificially or comfortably?&amp;#8221; Comfortably, definitely comfortably would be the answer.&amp;nbsp; I can&amp;#8217;t think of any scripture at this moment that is supportive of the fact that I should be giving sacrificially rather than comfortably. Although that would be good to have right about now, it&amp;#8217;s not coming to mind. But that&amp;#8217;s neither here nor there. Point is&amp;#8230;I am convicted that my &amp;#8220;comfortable&amp;#8221; giving is not enough. God has called me to do more. He has shown me in my heart that what I am doing is not what He has asked of me. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Oh and stay tuned for some really great ways that God has been working in my work place! Smile on the heart right about now. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2580191971291478566?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2580191971291478566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2580191971291478566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2580191971291478566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2580191971291478566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/03/sacrificial-vs-comfortable.html' title='Sacrificial vs. comfortable'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2955388614836209268</id><published>2010-02-18T13:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T13:40:56.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;COME AWAKE FROM SLEEP, ARISE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;YOU WERE DEAD, BECOME ALIVE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;WAKE UP, WAKE UP&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;OPEN YOUR EYES&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;CLIMB FROM YOUR GRAVE&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;INTO THE LIGHT&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2955388614836209268?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2955388614836209268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2955388614836209268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2955388614836209268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2955388614836209268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/02/live.html' title='LIVE!'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8479434242259355978</id><published>2010-02-16T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T13:19:00.808-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaking Suspicion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Have I told you that I&amp;#8217;m in a refining process? It&amp;#8217;s been on-going for sure. My prayer for a while now is that God would reveal &amp;#8220;everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles&amp;#8221; and would change me. I don&amp;#8217;t want anything in the way of my relationship with Him or to hinder me from loving others the best that I can.&amp;nbsp; Wow has He been doing that!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;But I also have this sneaking suspicion that He&amp;#8217;s trying to show me that He is enough for me. This tough learning experience has been noticed by the absence of things that I&amp;#8217;ve been relying too heavily on and is now not there. I&amp;#8217;ve been grieving the loss of them and have been wondering what the deal was. And then yesterday it came to me! (Or God told me.) This could be the Lord stripping these things so that I have no one and nothing else to rely/lean upon than Him and Him alone. This has been my prayer, but I never thought it would be answered in the form that it&amp;#8217;s being answered it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;This is, for sure, something that I hope/fear will continue for quite a while. But, I can say, that having a God-perspective on what is happening is a bit more reassuring. You know&amp;#8230;that&amp;#8217;s there&amp;#8217;s a purpose and all.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'&gt;&lt;b&gt;IS GOD&amp;#8217;S COMFORT TOO LITTLE FOR YOU? IS HIS GENTLE WORD NOT ENOUGH?&amp;nbsp; ~JOB 15:11&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8479434242259355978?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8479434242259355978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8479434242259355978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8479434242259355978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8479434242259355978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/02/sneaking-suspicion.html' title='Sneaking Suspicion'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1548763485764971927</id><published>2010-02-16T11:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T11:35:10.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>God-thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve been living in a neighborhood that has a very nice walking trail and I take advantage of that trail almost daily. Over the course of the last few months I have regularly seen three boys, about high-school age, walking along the trail as well. Each time I see them I say hello and smile and they&amp;#8217;re very polite and say hello in return. In December I felt the urging to speak to one of the boys and ask if I could pray for him. I ignored the urging, telling myself that I was making it up in my head. After passing the boy and missing my opportunity I realized that it was a missed opportunity and immediately asked God for another one. God answered and gave me that opportunity about a week later, to which I ignored it again, telling myself the same thing-that I was making something up in my head. And after missing that opportunity again I immediately knew it was disobedience. God had been faithful to give me opportunities to reach out to this boy, not once but twice, and both times I had said &amp;#8220;no thanks&amp;#8221;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I talked with my small group about it, expressing that it was a missed opportunity. I felt awful! Disobedience is NOT fun! So while walking on the trail in the weeks to follow I prayed that God would give me another chance. Nothing. This made me sad. Well, on Tuesday I was walking the trail and praying that God would give me one more chance if He wanted me to have one. And not even 30 seconds later this boy walks around the bin, and he&amp;#8217;s by himself! He&amp;#8217;s always with these two other boys, but that day, alone!&amp;nbsp; I was so thrilled!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;My heart leapt and I thanked God for giving me another chance and answering my prayer so quickly. I prayed for the right words to say and the strength to actually go through with it this time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I walked up to the boy and introduced myself and he told me his name is Brandon. I said, &amp;#8220;I know it may seem strange to you, but I like to pray for people as I walk this trail. Would it be alright if I prayed for you while I walked?&amp;#8221; He responded with a huge smile and his face all lit up and said, &amp;#8220;Yes, thank you!&amp;#8221; And we shook hands and were on our way.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I&amp;#8217;m so thankful for many things with this:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;1.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;That God gave me a third chance to be obedient.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;2.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;That God answered my prayer so quickly that day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;3.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;That God had given me so many opportunities to smile at the boy and say hello to him and his two friends so I didn&amp;#8217;t look like a crazy random woman coming up to him on the trail.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;4.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;That the boy was so receptive&amp;nbsp; what I asked him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I love these moments where I get to see God working!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1548763485764971927?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1548763485764971927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1548763485764971927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1548763485764971927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1548763485764971927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/02/god-thing.html' title='God-thing'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-9124090088470174746</id><published>2010-01-20T20:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T20:14:49.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Old friends return</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/S1eppK8dsVI/AAAAAAAABGk/Jntynngz20Q/s1600-h/Winter2010+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/S1eppK8dsVI/AAAAAAAABGk/Jntynngz20Q/s320/Winter2010+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428994400596111698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/S1epeUWeZLI/AAAAAAAABGc/WcEPdaL00hE/s1600-h/Winter2010+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/S1epeUWeZLI/AAAAAAAABGc/WcEPdaL00hE/s320/Winter2010+028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428994214142567602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayako came to visit!  Ayako and I met back in 2001 at Anderson College when I was a sophomore and she was an exchange student from Japan.  I saw her last February when I was in Tokyo and she came to the US this January for a visit!  What a wonderful blessing!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little background: Back in 2001 Ayako and I became friends and I was instantly burdened with the fact that she didn't know Jesus.  This started an eight-year marathon of praying and a many times of talking to her about Jesus, watching the Jesus film and providing her with a Bible in Japanese.  Eight years later? She's a believer!  Yay God!  What a testimony to God that He continues to keep working in people long after you think.  I can't explain how thrilled I am for her that she now knows Jesus.  God is amazing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-9124090088470174746?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/9124090088470174746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=9124090088470174746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/9124090088470174746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/9124090088470174746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/01/old-friends-return.html' title='Old friends return'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/S1eppK8dsVI/AAAAAAAABGk/Jntynngz20Q/s72-c/Winter2010+033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2371688196516965705</id><published>2010-01-02T17:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T17:56:41.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We all have 'em</title><content type='html'>I am currently standing in my kitchen ready to go out to eat with friends downtown Charleston. I took a moment to look at the calendar I received from Samaritan's Purse.  For the month of May there's a picture of a man standing next to a wall in Lebanon that reads "When I am afraid; I will trust in You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the people living in Lebanon have more to be afraid in their day-to-day lives than I do; that I know. But as I stood here looking at the picture and reading what it said, I thought, I too am afraid sometimes. In fact, there is something I'm afraid of right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord does not say that we can only trust in Him when are afraid for our lives or if we are afraid of famine or great pain. He just says to trust Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether they are big fears or small fears we can trust in Him. (Sigh).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2371688196516965705?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2371688196516965705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2371688196516965705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2371688196516965705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2371688196516965705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-all-have-em.html' title='We all have &apos;em'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6873868292411938977</id><published>2010-01-02T08:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T08:50:50.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's!</title><content type='html'>New Years was a blast!  1-1-10 started off with a walk downtown Charleston.  What a good idea!  It was a cool, brisk morning and I headed out by myself. While walking down King St. I saw a rather large pile of extensions on the ground.  I guess some women got tired of wearing them on New Years Eve and just chunked them down at some point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also did a little experiment while walking.  I said "Good Morning" to every person that I saw.  With the exception of four 19-yr-old girls I got a 97% return on my investment with people responding with smiles and "Good Morning".  It was nice.  I even had an old lady wink at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone making New Year's resolutions? I started that thought process last night.  So still figuring it out.  I've come up with one and that's to read more this year: to read at least one book each month.  Definitely doable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6873868292411938977?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6873868292411938977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6873868292411938977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6873868292411938977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6873868292411938977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-years.html' title='New Year&apos;s!'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-194640401156022728</id><published>2009-12-07T16:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:38:58.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I know</title><content type='html'>So, I'm about to burst! (Just bare with me as I just write everything that is coming into my head right now. No matter how much sense it is or is not making!) I've been going crazy with thinking and dreaming and praying and then back again and again. Asking God, what in the world do you want me to do next? He keeps telling me that He has a greater purpose for me. He's pulling me hard that's for sure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get that pulling on your heart? That tugging and the urge, the feeling that there's so much more? It's like that anticipation of what I think brides feel like before they open the doors to the church and they walk down that aisle.  That anticipation of the one of the best days of your life is about to begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that right now! I feel the excitement and the anticipation of something great! I don't know what it is. I know that God is in it! I know that He's paving the way for it and preparing me to be a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited! I can't get enough of Him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I know...I am a daughter of the King! What better news than that! That pretty much sums it up for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-194640401156022728?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/194640401156022728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=194640401156022728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/194640401156022728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/194640401156022728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-i-know.html' title='What I know'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7143527725396815470</id><published>2009-11-25T09:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T09:14:32.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It pays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Did you know that Christians still have a voice? Sounds like an obvious answer to an easy question. And the answer is obvious, but do we really believe that it&amp;#8217;s true? Or do we care enough to use the voice?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Recently Gap came out with a &amp;#8220;Holiday&amp;#8221; commercial saying &amp;#8220;Merry Christmas, Happy Kwanza, Happy Solstice, etc.&amp;#8221; It then went into saying something about doing what you please, think what you want, we&amp;#8217;re all free or what not.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s kind of a depressing commercial instead of one that is supposed to be joyful for the Christmas season.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Many of the stores we shop at and the companies we support do not support Christmas, but rather support the idea that we should all be politically correct and the idea that &amp;#8220;all roads lead to Truth&amp;#8221; (saying that there is no absolute Truth). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Anyway, my mother wrote Gap Inc. stating that she would no longer be shopping at any of their stores because they no longer support Christmas and what it means. This includes: The Gap, Banana Republic, Old Navy and Piperline. There were a couple of emails exchanged between Gap Inc. and my mom over the last week.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Through a poll taken from customers also stating that they would not be shopping at the above stores for the same reason, The Gap is said to be coming out with a new commercial that is more &amp;#8220;Christmas friendly&amp;#8221;. We are taking this in good faith that they will stand by their word and do what they say they&amp;#8217;re going to do. But should they not, shame on them. We&amp;#8217;ll see what they mean by &amp;#8220;Christmas friendly&amp;#8221;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;It&amp;#8217;s obvious, the people in this country are not as on board with the whole &amp;#8220;no Christmas&amp;#8221; thing as the media seems to think.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Stand up. Use your voice. Use it for good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7143527725396815470?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7143527725396815470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7143527725396815470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7143527725396815470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7143527725396815470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-pays.html' title='It pays'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8187573930343643689</id><published>2009-11-24T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:42:51.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Minneapolis-Goof Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/Swvw2q5oM4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/jb0UdsYTgXw/s1600/November09+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/Swvw2q5oM4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/jb0UdsYTgXw/s320/November09+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407680599608013698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to Minneapolis, MN this past weekend to visit two friends of mine, Julie and Ty Stafford.  I had never been to MN before and I hadn't seen either one of them in over a year. Bought the ticket and went!  And what a great time we had!  It was an encouraging time with both of them.  We ate at a delicious Somolian restaurant where we ate goat. Had great conversations of catching up and talking about what God is doing in our lives. We cooked dinner at home each night and went to the Mall of America! And my goodness that place is big! Oh and the &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/"&gt;Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt; was there signing her new cookbook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8187573930343643689?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8187573930343643689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8187573930343643689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8187573930343643689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8187573930343643689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/11/minneapolis-goof-friends.html' title='Minneapolis-Goof Friends'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AGLfIuAKsLQ/Swvw2q5oM4I/AAAAAAAABGQ/jb0UdsYTgXw/s72-c/November09+019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8054938208791505983</id><published>2009-11-12T14:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T14:49:51.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Time to be thankful!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;1.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Makeup (whoever invented that stuff was brilliant!)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;2.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Coffeemate Peppermint Mocha powdered creamer&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;3.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;A God who speaks to me in new ways and who is always speaking&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;4.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;A phone call from my dad this morning where I got to share about what God is doing in my life&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;5.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;A community group that is truly acting/being like Biblical community&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;6.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;MS Office Suite and what I&amp;#8217;ve learned so far&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;7.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Staying busy at work&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;8.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;That I have a job&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;9.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Water&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;10.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The heart God has given me for the nations&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;11.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;That I have enough to subside my hunger each day&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;12.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;The grace of others&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;13.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;Clearance granted!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph style='text-indent:-.25in;mso-list:l0 level1 lfo1'&gt;&lt;![if !supportLists]&gt;&lt;span style='mso-list:Ignore'&gt;14.&lt;span style='font:7.0pt "Times New Roman"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;![endif]&gt;God&amp;#8217;s confirmation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoListParagraph&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8054938208791505983?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8054938208791505983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8054938208791505983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8054938208791505983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8054938208791505983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2744171156131314994</id><published>2009-11-11T07:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T07:13:05.887-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:14.0pt'&gt;&amp;#8220;I will lead the blind by ways they have not known, along unfamiliar paths I will guide them; I will turn the darkness into light before them and make the rough places smooth.&amp;nbsp; These are the things I will do; I will not forsake them.&amp;#8221;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Isaiah 42:16&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;God is changing some things up in my life.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;#8217;s speaking to me in ways He&amp;#8217;s never spoken to me before.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;#8217;s working in my life differently than before-definitely in ways that I have not known and along unfamiliar paths. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;If you know me well, you know that in the past when God called me to do something He called me very clearly and very quickly.&amp;nbsp; I knew where He wanted me, no doubt.&amp;nbsp; These days I feel like a blind person. Ever since returning from China I have made some pretty important decisions in my life without that clarity that God has given me before.&amp;nbsp; I am still following Him.&amp;nbsp; But it&amp;#8217;s different. God is still there; He&amp;#8217;s never left. And He hasn&amp;#8217;t stopped guiding me and speaking to me, but it&amp;#8217;s in a different way. These are ways I have not known. Growth? I hope so. The promise in this verse? HE WILL NOT FORSAKE ME.&amp;nbsp; Boy am I glad of that!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2744171156131314994?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2744171156131314994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2744171156131314994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2744171156131314994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2744171156131314994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/11/blind.html' title='Blind'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1604927967073456878</id><published>2009-11-09T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T20:01:00.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hankering</title><content type='html'>I have a hankering for some adventure.  I also have a hankering for a deeper life. There are no coincidences for those who know God.&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1604927967073456878?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1604927967073456878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1604927967073456878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1604927967073456878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1604927967073456878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/11/hankering.html' title='Hankering'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-5442586645997602179</id><published>2009-11-07T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T11:21:51.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>outlook</title><content type='html'>Fixed the computer problem!  All is well!&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-5442586645997602179?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/5442586645997602179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=5442586645997602179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5442586645997602179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/5442586645997602179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/11/outlook.html' title='outlook'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1967362437404312795</id><published>2009-11-04T08:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T08:14:02.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;I had a dream last night that an old lady told me I cut my toenails too short.&amp;nbsp; Random.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=3 face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size: 12.0pt'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1967362437404312795?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1967362437404312795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1967362437404312795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1967362437404312795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1967362437404312795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/11/advice.html' title='Advice'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2256302074833986343</id><published>2009-10-31T20:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T20:45:09.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A bit of help</title><content type='html'>I need some help from any of you who are computer savvy and I mean really computer savvy.  Here&amp;#39;s the deal.  I have/had a hidden hard drive on my computer.  It had to be mounted by a piece of software called TrueCrypt. Passwords and everything. I accidentally uninstalled the TrueCrypt software and now cannot use it to mount my hidden hard drive.  Therefore half of my computer&amp;#39;s space is somewhere in computer space not able to be used and my MS Outlook is out there as well.  Does anyone know how I can get this part of my hard drive back?&lt;br&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2256302074833986343?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2256302074833986343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2256302074833986343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2256302074833986343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2256302074833986343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/bit-of-help.html' title='A bit of help'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1329282477110039035</id><published>2009-10-20T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:20:51.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's Anatomy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Propaganda.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;China is not the only country that has it.&amp;nbsp; In fact, it&amp;#8217;s right here in our very own good ol&amp;#8217; U.S. of A.&amp;nbsp; And it&amp;#8217;s all over the television.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Last Thursday I was watching Grey&amp;#8217;s Anatomy.&amp;nbsp; One of the doctor&amp;#8217;s on the show is a homosexuality (per the story line).&amp;nbsp; Her father is very against it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;There was a scene with the father and daughter confronting the issue together in the presence of a priest.&amp;nbsp; The father is quoting scripture to the daughter about how homosexuality is an abomination to the Lord and a sin and what not.&amp;nbsp; The daughter counteracts with quoting scripture at him about how the Lord loves no matter what she does.&amp;nbsp; Also quoting that her father shouldn&amp;#8217;t judge.&amp;nbsp; There were others but my memory escapes me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;From my view here it seems that this is some right out propaganda.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;There is a continuing discussion about how the Bible says that homosexuality is not okay and is, in fact, a sin.&amp;nbsp; Other people say that it is okay and cannot be helped and, in fact, should be completely accepted.&amp;nbsp; I felt like the show&amp;#8217;s whole point was to put Christians in the light of looking like they are judgmental and off-base.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I need to watch out with these shows.&amp;nbsp; They have underlying messages to them and they sneak their way in there and then before you know, we&amp;#8217;ve wandered a bit from Biblical Truth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1329282477110039035?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1329282477110039035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1329282477110039035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1329282477110039035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1329282477110039035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/greys-anatomy.html' title='Grey&apos;s Anatomy'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6536078157616134782</id><published>2009-10-20T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:07:22.414-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Would You Rather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;You know that game that middle and high school boys (and sometimes girls) play, often times on a bus or when they&amp;#8217;re just sitting around? It&amp;#8217;s called &amp;#8220;Would you Rather?&amp;#8221;&amp;nbsp; Often times it is usually a question of would you rather see this something gross or that something gross.&amp;nbsp; So you&amp;#8217;re getting the point that it&amp;#8217;s pretty much just gross.&amp;nbsp; Anyway, today&amp;#8217;s question is kind of along those lines, except not gross.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;My roommate read a story to me last night after dinner about a school in Boston that is apparently distributing a little black book as part of the school curriculum to teach on same-sex relationships.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s advocating this and teaching that it&amp;#8217;s completely acceptable and right.&amp;nbsp; And not only that but it lists ideas for these kids (and yes, they are still kids) to do if they are experimenting with homosexuality.&amp;nbsp; It goes into detail about how to do certain things.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Listen carefully, this book is being distributed in the schools as a part of the curriculum.&amp;nbsp; Granted, while it promotes homosexuality and all of its acts it DOES discourage smoking because smoking is not good for you.&amp;nbsp; Thank you for that Boston.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;So here&amp;#8217;s the question-Would you rather have your child&amp;#8217;s school teaching that smoking is okay or that homosexuality is okay and how to go about being involved in that?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6536078157616134782?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6536078157616134782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6536078157616134782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6536078157616134782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6536078157616134782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/would-you-rather.html' title='Would You Rather'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4655873108428271193</id><published>2009-10-17T22:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:11:55.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavier and Bananas-restaurant review</title><content type='html'>Julia and I headed downtown Charleston tonight to try out a restaurant called Cavier and Bananas.  She and I had seen the place a few weeks ago and thought it sounded interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's got a very European feel to it and it's broken into sections of hot food, salads, sandwiches and bakery/coffee.  We walked right up to the hot food section and saw a lot of choices there before us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scoop: this food is already prepared and then put into bowls or onto plates and put into a cooler that you can view from where you are.  Everything is priced by the pound.  So you tell the little man behind the counter what you want and how much you want of it.  He puts it on the plate, weighs it and then, get this, he microwaves it.  He heats it up in the microwave!  And...everything is served on plastic plates that you would buy from the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what we got and how it tasted:&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Satay with peanut dipping sauce-not as sweet as it really is in Thailand and the chicken was tough after being put in the microwave.&lt;br /&gt;Plantain encrusted chicken breast-tough after being reheated&lt;br /&gt;Roasted duck breast spring roll with plum dipping sauce-this was delicious!  The spring roll itself was not crispy like it's intended to be because of the reheating, but the flavors were right on and everything about it was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of this food was served cold, therefore no turn in the microwave:&lt;br /&gt;Zucchini ribbons with goat cheese, pecans and dried cranberries-subtle flavor and very good&lt;br /&gt;Apple and Fennel salad-heavenly!  Julia and I both could not get enough&lt;br /&gt;Greek Pasta Salad-the same that any restaurant would make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and I then headed on over to Paulo's Gelato.  Julia has been to Italy and so she was set on finding a place here that she could get gelato.  She found it and apparently it's right on with the real thing.  This was my first time having gelato and I really enjoyed it!  So smooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now I'm going to tell you a lovely secret about gelato.  The difference between gelato and ice cream is that ice cream is made with full-fat milk and heavy cream, but gelato is made from skim milk, there making it not as bad for you and allowing the flavors to come through more because they're not being overpowered by the fat of the milk.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-in-all: I don't know that I'll go back to Cavier and Bananas.  I might go back to get the salads to take home, but definitely not something that needs to be heated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4655873108428271193?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4655873108428271193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4655873108428271193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4655873108428271193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4655873108428271193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/cavier-and-bananas-restaurant-review.html' title='Cavier and Bananas-restaurant review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6840960092272419000</id><published>2009-10-15T08:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T08:33:33.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Something that would happen in China</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Last night/early this morning I was awakened from such a wonderful time of sleep by this ringing in my ear.&amp;nbsp; At first I ignored it, thinking it was a dream or something.&amp;nbsp; But it wouldn&amp;#8217;t go away.&amp;nbsp; So, in quite a bit of a daze, I went out into the hall to find both of roommates standing there in what seemed to be a similar daze.&amp;nbsp; &amp;#8220;What in the world is going on?&amp;#8221;, I asked.&amp;nbsp; Elisabeth told me that the fire alarm was going off in our building.&amp;nbsp; Simultaneously I&amp;#8217;m thinking, what?! Fire alarm?!&amp;nbsp; OMG!&amp;nbsp; But I&amp;#8217;m also thinking, this thing isn&amp;#8217;t that loud.&amp;nbsp; I could have slept through it and burned to death.&amp;nbsp; And the three of us just stand around a chat for a bit before it hits us that we should probably leave the apartment and go outside.&amp;nbsp; For a split second I thought about using the restroom really quick, but instead I was encouraged to leave ASAP.&amp;nbsp; I grabbed some flip flops and a fleece and my earrings (I feel naked without them. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; ) and headed out into the cold and the rain.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;We get outside to realize that it&amp;#8217;s only our building, not the whole complex.&amp;nbsp; A bit jealous that others don&amp;#8217;t have to be out here, but glad for them at the same time.&amp;nbsp; We wait&amp;#8230;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;The fire trucks show up about 15 minutes later.&amp;nbsp; (There are two firehouses less than a mile from my place.&amp;nbsp; And so I thought that 15 minutes was kind of a long time to wait.&amp;nbsp; Am I wrong?) Meanwhile, the fire alarm is still going off and is practically making us deaf.&amp;nbsp; We watch the little firemen in their outfits walk around the complex making sure everything is okay.&amp;nbsp; Come to find out, someone pulled the alarm and left.&amp;nbsp; Ugh!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Two good things: funny story that I now I have in my back pocket, and I got to meet more of my neighbors!&amp;nbsp; We had a nice little chat and they&amp;#8217;re most enjoyable to be around. &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Doesn&amp;#8217;t this sound like something that would have happened in China?&amp;nbsp; Oh the similarities&amp;#8230;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6840960092272419000?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6840960092272419000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6840960092272419000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6840960092272419000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6840960092272419000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/something-that-would-happen-in-china.html' title='Something that would happen in China'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3580970357696638126</id><published>2009-10-11T20:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:44:43.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Get some</title><content type='html'>The difference between nominal Christianity and the real thing is ABUNDANT LIFE!  So what do you want?  You want to just live a life like everyone around is living or you want abundant life?  You want it?  Go get it!  Jesus says if you seek Him you will find Him.  Go find Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3580970357696638126?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3580970357696638126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3580970357696638126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3580970357696638126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3580970357696638126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-some.html' title='Get some'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8069338639873894876</id><published>2009-10-07T21:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T21:44:20.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hominy Grill-restaurant review</title><content type='html'>I had dinner with a friend tonight at the Hominy Grill on Rutledge Ave. in Charleston, SC.  I have been there once before for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hominy Grill is known for their breakfast/brunch and they should be!  It's delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But dinner...a bit different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's southern food for sure, so go in there expecting that. But what I wasn't expecting were the high prices and kind of small portions.  My meal cost $13.95 and it was not a dinner's plate full of food.  And really, nothing expensive on there at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the "Southern Steak with Gravy".  It was a pot roast.  Now don't get me wrong, the roast was good and very tender.  But it was a little misleading when called "Southern steak".  I also ordered my two vegetables-Crowder Peas and Lima Beans.  The Crowder Peas?  Very flavorful.  The lima beans?  Bland, bland, bland.  I don't believe I've ever put so much salt on lima beans in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend ordered the sesame-crusted catfish to which she said it was dry and "chalky" to quote her. :)  And the deep-fried grits that were underneath the catfish were bland as well (I tasted them myself).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The service at Hominy Grill is very good and our food came out rather quickly, which was nice.  The atmosphere is quaint.  But make sure you really like being close to people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all up, the food is not worth the price.  Not when there are places like Poogan's Porch and 82 Queen out there in downtown Charleston that serve mouthwatering southern style food.  And let's never forget Cracker Barrel, which is equally as good for a much cheaper price!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I have I ever mentioned that to find the best Shrimp and Grits in Charleston you have to go to the Francis Marion hotel on the corner of King St. and Calhoun St.  Really, the best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8069338639873894876?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8069338639873894876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8069338639873894876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8069338639873894876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8069338639873894876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/hominy-grill-restaurant-review.html' title='Hominy Grill-restaurant review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8957263318110693966</id><published>2009-10-07T14:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:18:17.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;You know, I like to think that I do have great faith in my God.&amp;nbsp; But when the rubber meets the road, it comes down to acting&amp;nbsp; on that faith.&amp;nbsp; Faith without deeds is DEAD.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;It&amp;#8217;s easy for me to say that I&amp;#8217;ll step out on faith and follow.&amp;nbsp; But what if I&amp;#8217;m not absolutely positive that it&amp;#8217;s Him who&amp;#8217;s calling me?&amp;nbsp; There have been a couple of times in my life when I was absolutely positive that what I was hearing was God&amp;#8217;s voice in my life.&amp;nbsp; And both of those times He has confirmed it through scripture for me.&amp;nbsp; There have been other times in my life where I thought it was Him speaking to me.&amp;nbsp; In answer to that voice, there have been times that I have been obedient and times that I haven&amp;#8217;t (out of fear and uncertainty).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;What do I do; how do I respond when I&amp;#8217;m not absolutely sure that it&amp;#8217;s God speaking? I feel like there are two aspects of faith to be played here.&amp;nbsp; Like, one of them is to have faith that when I am obedient He will provide or protect or teach.&amp;nbsp; But the other is to respond to Him in faith, when I&amp;#8217;m not sure it&amp;#8217;s Him.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;#8217;s the faith I&amp;#8217;m not so sure about.&amp;nbsp; That&amp;#8217;s the one that I go back and forth about on whether I&amp;#8217;m walking in faith and trusting Him or whether I&amp;#8217;m taking risks and flying around wherever the wind takes me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Maybe I over analyze.&amp;nbsp; I am a female.&amp;nbsp; We tend to do this.&amp;nbsp; And I am no exception.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;But what are your thoughts on faith-both sides of the response/question?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8957263318110693966?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8957263318110693966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8957263318110693966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8957263318110693966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8957263318110693966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3920928687305226362</id><published>2009-10-06T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:59:01.464-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Not one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;In regards to missions and all these lost people groups out there&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;If our thought is, let the local people reach their own people.&amp;nbsp; THERE ARE NO LOCAL CHRISTIANS! So how are they to reach their own?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Did you know that there are many people groups that do not have one person who believes in Christ?&amp;nbsp; Not one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Did you know that Saudi Arabia is 100% Muslim?&amp;nbsp; They are the only country in the world that is 100%!&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Check out the message I am listening to today from John Piper, &amp;#8220;Proclaiming the Excellencies of Christ, Not Prosperity, Among the Nations&amp;#8221;.&amp;nbsp; I downloaded it from iTunes.&amp;nbsp; My second listen through this morning.&amp;nbsp; Listen for yourself!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3920928687305226362?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3920928687305226362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3920928687305226362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3920928687305226362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3920928687305226362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-one.html' title='Not one.'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1056907019660739524</id><published>2009-10-04T21:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T21:49:40.647-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Move</title><content type='html'>Currently reading "The Road to Reality" by K.P. Yohannan.  I'm on page 34 (not far at all).  Wow! Here is an Indian Christian and pastor who came to the West (being America) expecting Christians to be what any person would expect of people who are in easy reach of anything "Christian".  Easy reach to Bibles, Bible studies, brothers and sisters in Christ, etc.  But he was disappointed.  I have been brought to sadness while reading how disappointed he's been in our churches here and how we believers are representing our Savior.  It's shaking me for sure!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather, God is shaking me because as I write this I'm realizing that I said the same thing about the other two books I just finished reading.  Therefore, one conclusion-it is not the books that I'm reading that are shaking but rather, the God speaking through them.  He's saying,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kathryn, get off your tail and look around you!  Do something about it!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the move...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1056907019660739524?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1056907019660739524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1056907019660739524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1056907019660739524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1056907019660739524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/on-move.html' title='On the Move'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-8158732134187920707</id><published>2009-10-03T21:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T21:19:21.371-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ugly Truth-movie review</title><content type='html'>My roommate, Julia, and I went to the new IMAX theater in Charleston tonight.  It was kind of a grand re-opening so all of the admission tickets as well as ANYTHING in the concessions (no matter the size) were $1!!!!  So, yes, we took advantage of that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see "The Ugly Truth" with Katherine Hiegl and that Irish fellow that was in "P.S. I Love You" with Hillary Swank.  Anyway, this movie is about a girl who is very controlling and this guy who says he knows what guys are really thinking.  The guy is helping the girl to relax a bit and get the guy she wants.  Yes, a chick flick or a romantic comedy.  Of course Julia and I would want to see it!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you out there who like to be entertained by the talk of genitals and very crass references to those, this is the movie for you!  For those of you who like the degrading of both sexes, definitely see this one!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Julia and I, this was not the movie for us.  In fact, after 45 minutes, we left.  I leaned over to Julia at one point and said how thankful I was to not be on a date seeing this movie. I would have been mortified to be sitting next to a guy watching this.  In fact, I was embarassed to be sitting there at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my humble opinion, not a good movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-8158732134187920707?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/8158732134187920707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=8158732134187920707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8158732134187920707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/8158732134187920707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/ugly-truth-movie-review.html' title='The Ugly Truth-movie review'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2783341742226181130</id><published>2009-10-02T11:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:16:39.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept it in thankfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sitting at my desk listening to a sermon from my church, East Cooper Baptist Church, and Buster is sharing a story about a woman who has physical deformities and she&amp;#8217;s telling him that it grieves her that she&amp;#8217;ll never get married.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I felt compassion for her.&amp;nbsp; And in a small, very small, way I understand her grief.&amp;nbsp; Definitely not in the physical deformity way, but rather in the desire to be married.&amp;nbsp; It is a desire of mine.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I read a something a friend mine shared.&amp;nbsp; And bear with me here as I can&amp;#8217;t remember the exact quote but I&amp;#8217;ll do my best to convey the gist of it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;It said something to the point of:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;If we truly&amp;nbsp; understood how much God loved us we would gladly accept the blessing, burdens and trials that come into our life because we know that it&amp;#8217;s out of love that He gives them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;That struck me and when I listened to this woman&amp;#8217;s story and then thought about my own life my thoughts began to do a little turnover.&amp;nbsp; I was just thinking that it&amp;#8217;s not so much something that is being withheld from me or that is not being given to me, but rather, God loves me sooo much that this is a reflection of His love.&amp;nbsp; Kathryn, try and not frown upon something given in love.&amp;nbsp; And now am praying that I would more truly understand just how much He really does love me so that I can accept EVEYRTHING He gives me as a gift and as a reflection of His love me.&amp;nbsp; To accept it with thankfulness and praise. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2783341742226181130?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2783341742226181130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2783341742226181130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2783341742226181130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2783341742226181130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/accept-it-in-thankfulness.html' title='Accept it in thankfulness'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-6144410471232225575</id><published>2009-10-01T10:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T10:25:35.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought process</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Last night as I was driving home from Pop-Pop's house I was  thinking about discipline and reading the Bible.  A friend of mine asked me the  other day how I keep my relationship with God going.  I think she was hoping to  hear more than she did because I didn't offer much.  Here it is…I'm not really  good at the discipline of reading my Bible everyday.  So last night I'm  thinking back through this conversation with my friend and I'm rationalizing  why I don't read my Bible everyday.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal style='mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto;  background:white'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:13.5pt;font-family:"Arial Unicode MS","sans-serif";  color:black'&gt;ra⋅tion⋅al⋅ize&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal style='background:white'&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Cambria Math","serif";color:#333333'&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Cambria Math","serif";color:#333333'&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333;  display:none'&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";  color:#333333'&gt;ˈræ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"MS Mincho";  color:#333333'&gt;ʃ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";  color:#333333'&gt;&lt;img width=2 height=4 id="Picture_x0020_1"  src="cid:image001.png@01CA4280.4ECC7630"  alt="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;ə&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;&lt;img  width=2 height=4 id="Picture_x0020_2" src="cid:image001.png@01CA4280.4ECC7630"  alt="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;nl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;ˌa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"MS Mincho";color:#333333'&gt;ɪ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;z,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333;  display:none'&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";  color:#333333'&gt;ˈræ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"MS Mincho";  color:#333333'&gt;ʃ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";  color:#333333'&gt;&lt;img width=2 height=4 id="Picture_x0020_3"  src="cid:image001.png@01CA4280.4ECC7630"  alt="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;nl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;ˌa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"MS Mincho";color:#333333'&gt;ɪ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333;  display:none'&gt;/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a  href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";  color:#333333;display:none;text-decoration:none'&gt;&lt;img border=0 width=15  height=15 id="Picture_x0020_4" src="cid:image002.gif@01CA4280.4ECC7630"  alt="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/dictionary_questionbutton_default.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;Show  Spelled Pronunciation [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:  "Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:  10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;-&lt;i&gt;uh&lt;/i&gt;-nl-ahyz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;rash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;-nl-ahyz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a  href="http://dictionary.reference.com/help/luna/Spell_pron_key.html"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";  color:#333333;text-decoration:none'&gt;&lt;img border=0 width=15 height=15  id="Picture_x0020_5" src="cid:image002.gif@01CA4280.4ECC7630"  alt="http://cache.lexico.com/g/d/dictionary_questionbutton_default.gif"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;Show  IPA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";  color:#333333'&gt;verb, -ized, -iz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:  10.0pt;font-family:"Cambria Math","serif";color:#333333'&gt;⋅&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;ing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal style='background:white'&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333;display:none'&gt;&lt;a  href="http://ask.reference.com/web?q=Use+rationalize+in+a+Sentence&amp;amp;qsrc=2892&amp;amp;o=101993"&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;color:#333333'&gt;Use &lt;b&gt;rationalize&lt;/b&gt; in a Sentence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal style='background:white'&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333;display:none'&gt;&lt;a  href="http://ask.reference.com/web?q=rationalize&amp;amp;o=100049"&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;color:#333333'&gt;See web results for &lt;b&gt;rationalize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal style='background:white'&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333;display:none'&gt;&lt;a  href="http://ask.reference.com/pictures?q=rationalize&amp;amp;o=100049"&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;color:#333333'&gt;See images of &lt;b&gt;rationalize&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal style='background:white'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;–verb (used with object) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span  style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";color:#333333'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;table class=MsoNormalTable border=0 cellpadding=0 width="100%"   style='width:100.0%;background:white'&gt;   &lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td width=35 valign=top style='width:26.25pt;padding:.75pt .75pt 0in .75pt'&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";    color:#7B7B7B'&gt;1.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;    &lt;td valign=top style='padding:.75pt .75pt 0in .75pt'&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Verdana","sans-serif";    color:#333333'&gt;to ascribe (one's acts, opinions, etc.) to causes that    superficially seem reasonable and valid but that actually are unrelated to    the true, possibly unconscious and often less creditable or agreeable causes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;  &lt;/table&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;As you can see from the definition, maybe not so good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;In the rationalizing my thought process says that I will  read my Bible when I feel like it.  Like I should only read it because it's in  my heart to do so, otherwise it's a waste of time and it never really speaks to  me.  What?! This is clearly a lie that I've been believing.  One, it makes  light of the power of the Word and of our God.  Two, it's a copout and an  excuse for laziness.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I got to thinking about a scenario where I gain 10 lbs.  I  want to lose weight.  Do I wait until I feel like not eating ice cream to  stop?  Do I wait until I feel like running a few miles?  No.  Goal: to lose 10  lbs., therefore what must happen?  I must stop eating ice cream and I must go  running, even when I don't want to.  Because (and here is the big "ah hah!") I  want to be thinner more than I want to eat the ice cream and sit on my couch  and do nothing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;This, then, led to me asking myself what my spiritual goal  was.  My goal?  To know Christ intimately and have my entire life be centered  around Him and for Him; nothing else.  So…I ask myself, "Kathryn, does it,  then, make sense to be waiting to feel like diving into your Bible?"  No, I'm  thinking not.  So I'm thinking, there's my goal out in front, what do I do to  get to my goal.  Just like the weight-loss goal, only way more important! &lt;span  style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-6144410471232225575?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/6144410471232225575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=6144410471232225575' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6144410471232225575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/6144410471232225575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/10/thought-process.html' title='Thought process'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-3335687247980602870</id><published>2009-09-30T10:48:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:48:10.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Panel of judges</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I had an idea while driving back from Nashville on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Or maybe it was driving to Nashville on Friday.&amp;nbsp; Doesn&amp;#8217;t matter.&amp;nbsp; Anyway&amp;#8230;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;I had this idea to create a panel of judges to test products.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s this thing that I like to do anyway, find the best that&amp;#8217;s out there and then never go back to other options.&amp;nbsp; I mean, why buy something that&amp;#8217;s not the best?&amp;nbsp; If it&amp;#8217;s too expensive that&amp;#8217;s one thing, but if the prices are comparable, why go for less?&amp;nbsp; Well, then you have the &amp;#8220;experts&amp;#8221;.&amp;nbsp; Who are these people?&amp;nbsp; I don&amp;#8217;t know them.&amp;nbsp; And who knows if they really have good taste.&amp;nbsp; I mean, I know people that tell me that a certain restaurant is out of this world.&amp;nbsp; I go there.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s awful.&amp;nbsp; Now I know not to trust their opinion on food.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s not that good.&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;So&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;m putting together a panel of judges that I know have a great taste in food and we&amp;#8217;re going to test products/restaurants/recipes.&amp;nbsp; I don&amp;#8217;t know how often we&amp;#8217;re going to do this yet.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#8217;m still figuring out the details.&amp;nbsp; But I&amp;#8217;m excited!&amp;nbsp; It will be fun for me and fun for them and hopefully interesting for all of you!&amp;nbsp; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Now, I would like to ask the question to all of you out there who are reading this&amp;#8230;What products/restaurant food/recipes would you like me to compare?&amp;nbsp; Anyone have any ideas?&amp;nbsp; We will be judging primarily on taste, but if it&amp;#8217;s a restaurant, also on service and price.&amp;nbsp; You know, the basic judging on things that apply.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#8217;m super excited!&amp;nbsp; Maybe my calling! ;)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-3335687247980602870?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/3335687247980602870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=3335687247980602870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3335687247980602870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/3335687247980602870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/panel-of-judges.html' title='Panel of judges'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4936493268261286043</id><published>2009-09-29T12:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:09:01.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The fast is almost over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;So&amp;#8230;remember the whole &amp;#8220;No ice cream for the month of September?&amp;#8221;&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s almost the end of September!&amp;nbsp; But I must confess I had ice cream twice this month.&amp;nbsp; And please allow me to explain.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;A couple of weeks ago my stomach was hurting awfully bad.&amp;nbsp; For some reason ice cream usually helps it feel better.&amp;nbsp; I had had the stomach issues for three days and I just couldn&amp;#8217;t handle it any longer.&amp;nbsp; So, with the permission of my fasting buddy, I had some ice cream.&amp;nbsp; But it was strictly&amp;nbsp; medicinal!&amp;nbsp; The second time was last Monday night.&amp;nbsp; I went to a friend&amp;#8217;s house for dinner.&amp;nbsp; They served blackberry cobbler for dessert.&amp;nbsp; It&amp;#8217;s rude to refuse food when offered it at someone&amp;#8217;s house.&amp;nbsp; So I HAD to eat it!&amp;nbsp; But, and everyone knows this, you cannot eat cobbler without ice cream.&amp;nbsp; So, again, with the permission of my fasting buddy, I had ice cream.&amp;nbsp; But those were the only two times.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;There have been so many other times where I&amp;#8217;ve wanted nothing but ice cream and I&amp;#8217;ve thought to myself &amp;#8220;Hmmm&amp;#8230;I can stop by DQ on the way home from work and get me a little somethin&amp;#8217; and Julia will never know!&amp;#8221;&amp;nbsp; But, alas, I did not.&amp;nbsp; Good job Kathryn.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Anyway, Thursday marks the first day of October and Julia and I are celebrating with some ice cream!&amp;nbsp; We are not purchasing any that will stay in our freezer, but rather, we are going out.&amp;nbsp; So&amp;#8230;hopefully some self-control can be attained as we embark upon a new season of eating ice cream!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4936493268261286043?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4936493268261286043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4936493268261286043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4936493268261286043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4936493268261286043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/fast-is-almost-over.html' title='The fast is almost over!'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7662591329477364299</id><published>2009-09-24T07:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:49:32.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunkin'  Donuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;Have you had their coffee?&amp;nbsp; You should! It&amp;#8217;s better than Starbucks!&amp;nbsp; Made a special trip to &lt;a href="http://www.dunkindonuts.com/"&gt;Dunkin&amp;#8217; Donuts&lt;/a&gt; this morning just to get a cup.&amp;nbsp; And it is everything I hoped it would be! &lt;span style='font-family:Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; And better yet, the people who work at the one by my house are the nicest people!&amp;nbsp; They&amp;#8217;re always chipper and friendly and never rude! We have conversations at the window.&amp;nbsp; I think we could be friends here shortly. &lt;span style='font-family: Wingdings'&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7662591329477364299?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7662591329477364299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7662591329477364299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7662591329477364299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7662591329477364299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/dunkin-donuts.html' title='Dunkin&apos;  Donuts'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4059158673869367911</id><published>2009-09-23T20:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:59:27.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Publix</title><content type='html'>Had a most enjoyable experience at &lt;a href="http://www.publix.com"&gt;Publix&lt;/a&gt; grocery store this afternoon.  I walked in with coupons in hand, ready to conquer the sales!  What should have taken 15 minutes took me about 30 minutes!  Mainly because I love the grocery store!  Anyway, I go to check out line and get behind a woman that everyone is clearly trying to avoid.  Then I see why.  The cashier has messed something up and they're trying to figure it out and go and get the right thing and what not.  I hop in line.  I don't mind the wait.  Where do I have to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting...waiting...waiting.  The lady checks out and leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager of the store comes up to me and apologizes.  "No problem" I tell him.  But I take the opportunity to ask him about the sale he has going on Cheerios.  Because the sign is not clear I ask, "Is it just on plain Cheerios or on all Cheerios."  Sadly enough, just plain.  But he's going to make me happy and let me get my Whole Grain Cheerios for the sale price and I can even use my coupon!  Therefore, one large box of Cheerios-$1!  And because I had to wait they gave me the senior discount!  I think it's like 1% off or something, but I'll take whatever I can get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also request that they order something if they don't normally carry it.  I would like Bittersweet Baking Chocolate please!  Done!  It's on order! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did you know that at Publix you will get your item for free if the store messes up your transaction or doesn't give you the sale price when it's actually on sale?  Pay attention to your receipts people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...Publix takes manufacturer coupons, Publix coupons and competitors coupons all at the same time on any item, even if the coupon says that you can only use one coupon at a time.  Just FYI.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4059158673869367911?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4059158673869367911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4059158673869367911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4059158673869367911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4059158673869367911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/publix.html' title='Publix'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-1336670321131942465</id><published>2009-09-22T20:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:25:57.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm...</title><content type='html'>I was reading through some status updates on Facebook last night and came across a friend who was talking about dreams.  They, themselves, were talking about a conversation that they had had with someone else, asking them that popular question, “If you could accomplish anything for God without risk of failure, what would it be?”  In fact, I have posed this question to others before myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it warrants bringing up again and asking myself…and you.  In fact, it’s probably a good question to ask every now and again.  Keeps me on my toes you know.  Sometimes I get so caught up in my “routine” of life that I can get a bit sidetracked from the dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, as I sit here at my computer, I’m asking myself what I would attempt for God if there were no risk of failure.  What would it be?  I think there are a few.  But which one is the BIG one? Which one is the one to go after?  That’s the question now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel, as I do, that there are just too many things, people, opportunities out in the world to help with, to help change, to make a difference in, to work towards?  And just now, typing this, as I was going to go into what those things are that I want to change and make a difference in, etc, the idea struck me that there is one thing to work towards: holiness; there is one thing to devote my life towards: God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m too focused on the details, if you will.  Maybe, just maybe, the focus could be on Holiness in Christ, love of God, worship of Him, love for Him, devotion to Him.  I think maybe the rest will fall into place.  I’m thinking right now that maybe the one dream that I could go after would be to be “all in” for God!  And the great thing about that is, there is no risk of failure! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Seek and you will find; knock and  the door will be opened to you”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-1336670321131942465?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/1336670321131942465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=1336670321131942465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1336670321131942465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/1336670321131942465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmm.html' title='Hmm...'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-7016041135732289571</id><published>2009-09-21T16:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T16:12:27.688-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sojourn</title><content type='html'>Found a song in my iTunes the other day.  Yes, I downloaded it, but I don’t remember when or how, being that I’ve never heard of this artist.  But nevertheless, there it was.  I happened upon it by mistake and now I just can’t stop listening to it.  The song is called “Before the Throne of God Above” by Sojourn.  And I cannot express just how much it is grabbing my heart.  Here’s the last verse.  Take a listen sometime when you get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the sinless savior died,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sinful soul is counted free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For God, the judge, is satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look on him and pardon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To look on him and pardon me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-7016041135732289571?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/7016041135732289571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=7016041135732289571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7016041135732289571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/7016041135732289571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/sojourn.html' title='Sojourn'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-2294045996481881463</id><published>2009-09-17T20:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T20:20:20.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My column</title><content type='html'>So I’m sitting here at work doing, well, nothing really.  So…what am I doing since I have nothing to do?  I’m listening to a new playlist I made on my iPod called “Hymns”, which I love and I’m reading “Christianity Today” online.  I usually read www.foxnews.com and catch up on what’s happening in the US and around the world.  Which, I must say, makes my mouth drop open most of the time.  I digress…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading an article pertaining to the Lutheran church and how they’ve walked away from the “classic” Biblical teachings they’ve adhered to over the last centuries (or however long they’ve been around.  Not a church scholar here.) and have headed into the more liberal direction, now accepting homosexuality as a practice and as acceptable for their clergy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: As I sit here typing this I am thinking off all the lessons/ideas that God is teaching me and pouring into me right now in my life and I smile because looking at them separately you would think how different they all are.  But I can see and understand as I sit here that in actuality they can all come together and can affect the thinking on another.  Is our God not truly magnificent?  I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my little column. J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author said something in this article that shook me to my core.  He said, and I quote [this in regards to how the Lutheran church and some other denominations are viewing the Truth of the Bible] “The Truth of the Bible has been reduced to sincerely-held opinion.”  Does this not just make you shudder? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                -honesty; integrity; truthfulness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                -a verified or indisputable fact, proposition, principle or the like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                -accuracy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                -ideal or fundamental reality apart from and  transcending perceived experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it has been reduced.  Today’s society is trying and, might I add, is appearing successful in making the Bible a matter of opinion and one that can be chopped up and chewed up and spit out to make it look like whatever they want it to look like.  Although I believe God’s power to be bigger and greater than any little schemes we can come up with in our minds.  For I know His purpose will prevail on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m currently reading Keith Green’s life story, “No Compromise” by Melody Green (his wife).  For those of you out there who have not read this book or don’t really know anything about Keith Green (and I didn’t before reading this book, other than he wrote worship music and well, he was dead), the title of the book is PERFECT in describing Keith Green’s life and devotion to Christ.  Be careful in picking up this book.  God’s going to do something in your life and if you’re not ready for that, don’t read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is a man who read the Bible; took what he read and  then lived it out.  Simple as that. There was no compromising in the world. For goodness sake, Christians are supposed to look different than non-Christians.  So why is the church (generality here, obviously does not apply across the board completely) trying so hard to fit in with the world? I have done it.  I have made excuses why I do certain things, or say certain things or wear certain things because I’m using it as ministry to reach these people.  I’m living among them and like them so that they’ll accept me and I can share Christ with them.   Enough! I make myself sick thinking about it. In fact, the truth of the matter is that by doing that, I am downplaying the power of the Gospel and downplaying the power of my God.  I am not being light in the darkness.  I am adding to the darkness.  I appear no different from the people I’m trying to love on, while telling them that my life is different.  How?  They’re confused.  I’m confused. What to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the risk of being misunderstood here, I’m going to be transparent and share what God has been convicting me of in my life and how I can be that light in the darkness rather than adding to the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is God calling me to be “different”; to be light in the darkness?  To not ignore the men and women each day who clean our cubicles, acting like they aren’t there.  To keep my mouth shut when those around me are talking poorly about a co-worker.  To share whatever I have (meaning anything), realizing that they just may need it more than me; and it’s not really mine anyway.  To speak Truth when given the opportunity and to speak up when Truth is being degraded or slandered.  To keep myself modestly dressed to protect the minds and hearts of brothers in Christ.  To look for ways to physically help and serve the people around me. There are so many others.  What are yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every “Truth” that I speak to someone, it is being weighed by other factors.  The whole time this person is listening to me they are making judgments about me.  They are remembering past experiences with me.  They are comparing me with their other friends.  They are looking for a reason to call me a hypocrite.  They’re also looking for these things that I’m telling them to be true in my life.  And how can I speak of a life that’s different and wonderful; a life in God, when I don’t show them that it’s any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m encouraged by, again, Keith Green’s life story.  Reading about what he and Melody did in their lives shortly after becoming believers.  They took the scripture for what it said.  Take care of the widows and orphans.  What did they do? Made room for them in their own home and let those women and children live with them, free of charge.  And when they had 14 people living in their 3-bedroom house and ran out of room for more, what did they do? They got another house.  That’s being different!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely-held opinion.  Everyone has opinions.  Some are good; some are bad. Personally, there’s only one opinion I want to hear and that’s God’s. Other people can deliberate over their opinions all they want.  I’m not listening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-2294045996481881463?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/2294045996481881463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=2294045996481881463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2294045996481881463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/2294045996481881463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-column.html' title='My column'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6117661848727341136.post-4478454884684021208</id><published>2009-09-13T20:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:40:52.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Name Above All Names</title><content type='html'>In church this morning we sang a song that had a verse, or maybe it was the chorus, that said "Your name is above all names".  As I was singing this out loud and at the top of my lungs (those poor, poor people in front of me), I thought to myself "What does it really mean that Jesus' name is above all names?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, what does it mean to me?  What does it mean in my life?  What does that look like?  Should my my life look different if I am to be saying, shouting rather, that Jesus name is above all names?  How can I reflect this?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking on this one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6117661848727341136-4478454884684021208?l=runhardkat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/feeds/4478454884684021208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6117661848727341136&amp;postID=4478454884684021208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4478454884684021208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6117661848727341136/posts/default/4478454884684021208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://runhardkat.blogspot.com/2009/09/name-above-all-names.html' title='Name Above All Names'/><author><name>Beau and Kathryn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zl4dlkDqE70/TabtbQZpQJI/AAAAAAAABI8/4rPF9-ahFQw/s220/Just%2BMarried.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
