<?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-1425922715034917648</id><updated>2011-10-01T04:31:49.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitals of Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-7390516624147421580</id><published>2011-01-01T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T20:13:58.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Newness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TR_11aKkjBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DyvpOu4-iNE/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557430763104013330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TR_11aKkjBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DyvpOu4-iNE/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Just as white and fresh as the snow is on this tree in my neighbor's yard, so is the beginning to this new year, 2011.  I must admit, I've been quite anxious for this new year to begin.  2010 was a year of mixed experiences: heartbreak, loss, hurt, new friendships, travels.  It wasn't a year full of bad times, there were plenty of great experiences, full of lifelong memories.  I am a firm believer that God is in full control of EVERYTHING, He allowed everything to happen for a reason, good or bad.  Every trying experience happened so that growth could occur.  I am a better person because of the experiences that I have gone thru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;2011 is in God's control, His hand will be in it all.  I am confident that wonderful things are in store for this upcoming year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-7390516624147421580?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/7390516624147421580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=7390516624147421580' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/7390516624147421580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/7390516624147421580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2011/01/newness.html' title='Newness'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TR_11aKkjBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/DyvpOu4-iNE/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-1008740510673819253</id><published>2010-11-09T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T20:29:50.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoying:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;Cozy quiet time with the pressure of not having to be anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching&lt;/strong&gt;: Anderson Cooper 360...I love me some Anderson Cooper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eating: &lt;/strong&gt;Nothing right now, but I'm contemplating dessert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling: &lt;/strong&gt;A bit tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Looking forward to: &lt;/strong&gt;Medical mission trip to Rwanda in April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wearing: &lt;/strong&gt;EWU sweatshirt &amp;amp; hospital scrub pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Needing: &lt;/strong&gt;To organize my photos from all my trips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wanting: &lt;/strong&gt;To be more content with where God has me in life right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missing&lt;/strong&gt;: My Grandma Snyder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Laughing&lt;/strong&gt;: At the cute quirks of my dog Sophie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Working on&lt;/strong&gt;: Christmas shopping online &amp;amp; forming my Christmas/Birthday List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cooking&lt;/strong&gt;: Just finished eating baked salmon, potatoes &amp;amp; brussel sprouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Craving: &lt;/strong&gt;A great big piece of wedding or birthday cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grateful: &lt;/strong&gt;For amazingly super fun friends, they are so loving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Smiling: &lt;/strong&gt;Because there are so many fun things to look forward to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-1008740510673819253?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/1008740510673819253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=1008740510673819253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/1008740510673819253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/1008740510673819253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2010/11/because.html' title='Because'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-2943286674523730135</id><published>2010-09-29T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:13:53.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Joy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;What brings me joy and happiness? I've found myself getting caught up in the meaniningless things of life. Not taking the time to stop &amp;amp; fully look around me &amp;amp; realize the wonderful things God has blessed me with in my life. There is so much goodness in life, it's time to stop focusing on the negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Happiness:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~ serving a loving God &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~ a pumpkin spice latte (made with real pumpkin) from the &lt;a href="http://www.theservicestation.org/"&gt;Service Station&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theservicestation.org/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~ wonderful friends who are supportive &amp;amp; loving at all times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~ small group from &lt;a href="http://www.turningpointspokane.org/"&gt;church&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; studying the 40 Days of Love series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;~ sweet kisses from Sophie dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TKQkNTN78VI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XxVSIRY4oxM/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522578853978698066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TKQkNTN78VI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XxVSIRY4oxM/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Spokefest 2010 ~ 21 Mile Bike Ride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;A joyful heart is the inevitable result of a heart burning with love.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;~Mother Teresa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-2943286674523730135?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/2943286674523730135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=2943286674523730135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/2943286674523730135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/2943286674523730135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2010/09/finding-joy.html' title='Finding Joy'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TKQkNTN78VI/AAAAAAAAAFc/XxVSIRY4oxM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-939886711355614495</id><published>2010-08-18T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T12:38:16.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Huckleberry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGw2cb-hgYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/aedVY3CRXfQ/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506836306541511042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGw2cb-hgYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/aedVY3CRXfQ/s320/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being a native Northwest gal, I'm sad to admit that I have never been huckleberry picking before this summer. Well folks...that has all changed now. I've been huckleberry picking twice within one week! I can honestly say that the Northwest is the best place to live! Stay tuned for the yummy creations that come from this bountiful huckleberry picking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGw0xeC8hwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DHmji5OUaB4/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506834468850927362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGw0xeC8hwI/AAAAAAAAAE0/DHmji5OUaB4/s320/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Evidence of a good huckleberry picking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGw0UqcG2DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ETP2Q_Qi8NE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506833973961480242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGw0UqcG2DI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ETP2Q_Qi8NE/s320/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1425922715034917648-939886711355614495?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/939886711355614495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=939886711355614495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/939886711355614495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/939886711355614495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-little-huckleberry.html' title='My Little Huckleberry'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGw2cb-hgYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/aedVY3CRXfQ/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-1395723177670725294</id><published>2010-08-15T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:40:57.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes</title><content type='html'>Sometimes...a cup of coffee just soothes the soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...cuddling my Sophie dog is all I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...I wish others would do what is right, instead of what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...I spend too much time on my iPhone, I think I'm addicted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...Facebook is a blessing, other times it's a curse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...I find myself settling for mediocrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...my lack of patience is a struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...boring is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes...I miss my Grandma's loving words &amp;amp; Godly wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be still and know that I am God..."  Psalm 46:10&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, hopeful in prayer."  Romans 12:12&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnKFj_TCcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/S-IqgFsNTKQ/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506154216346028482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnKFj_TCcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/S-IqgFsNTKQ/s320/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Along the Hiawatha Trail ~ Idaho/Montana border&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnJ5lxCSNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Tip85xqQfO8/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506154010664650962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnJ5lxCSNI/AAAAAAAAAEU/Tip85xqQfO8/s320/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Biking the Hiawatha Trail with &lt;a href="http://gregandmarisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marisa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnJsw62eeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/X3T5LjDgqUg/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506153790320310754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnJsw62eeI/AAAAAAAAAEM/X3T5LjDgqUg/s320/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://katieglathar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Glathar&lt;/a&gt; Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnJMsqZlrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/S08ClO8kCtU/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506153239421753010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnJMsqZlrI/AAAAAAAAAD8/S08ClO8kCtU/s320/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fishing with my dad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-1395723177670725294?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/1395723177670725294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=1395723177670725294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/1395723177670725294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/1395723177670725294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TGnKFj_TCcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/S-IqgFsNTKQ/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-4410219367144695207</id><published>2010-07-07T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T12:06:33.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon A Blog...</title><content type='html'>Once upon a blog, there was a girl named Sarah who started a blog.  She had lofty ideas, &amp;amp; was inspired by her dear friend &lt;a href="http://katieglathar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;.  She enjoyed playing in the world of blogging, but then things changed.  Her inspiration &amp;amp; creativity towards her blog didn't last long, and soon the blog was miserable, sad, neglected, &amp;amp; lonely.  But then Sarah regained her inspiration &amp;amp; back into the world of blogging she went. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, back from WAY too long of a break from blogging.  Since my last post, I'm definitely in a different place in life.  God has led me down a path in life that I never would've seen coming, but then again, isn't that usually how it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many trips have been taken, new friendships have been formed, loved ones have been lost, hearbreak has occured, &amp;amp; life experiences have been had.  Writing has always been a great outlet for me, &amp;amp; with life situations that have occured over the past few months, I have needed to write more than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, venturing back into the world of blogging.  Below are just a few pictures from life happenings over the past year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491237857657143490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLvNrUwMI/AAAAAAAAADk/igkrfImKcyE/s320/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Little Sarah (&lt;a href="http://katieglathar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie's&lt;/a&gt; daughter) &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLum3GryI/AAAAAAAAADc/WSn-xhSjEaM/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491237847237570338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLum3GryI/AAAAAAAAADc/WSn-xhSjEaM/s320/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eva &amp;amp; I in Decatur Georgia, at &lt;a href="http://www.eddiesattic.com/"&gt;Eddie's Attic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLuC3Qw0I/AAAAAAAAADU/EZDjHRPmhL4/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491237837574554434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLuC3Qw0I/AAAAAAAAADU/EZDjHRPmhL4/s320/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having fun at a &lt;a href="http://www.seattle.mariners.mlb.com/"&gt;Seattle Mariners&lt;/a&gt; game with &lt;a href="http://gregandmarisa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marisa&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; Toni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLtnc3bSI/AAAAAAAAADM/Et7ha29Vavs/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491237830216084770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLtnc3bSI/AAAAAAAAADM/Et7ha29Vavs/s320/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amy's Baby Shower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTJmy2c12I/AAAAAAAAACs/mqNn3evyeDo/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491235513993844578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTJmy2c12I/AAAAAAAAACs/mqNn3evyeDo/s320/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sophie's 5th Barkday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTJU-2R0WI/AAAAAAAAACk/BBi-wYxmw6U/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491235207976702306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTJU-2R0WI/AAAAAAAAACk/BBi-wYxmw6U/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Livin' it up in London England with &lt;a href="http://katieglathar.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-4410219367144695207?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/4410219367144695207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=4410219367144695207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/4410219367144695207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/4410219367144695207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2010/07/once-upon-blog.html' title='Once Upon A Blog...'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDTLvNrUwMI/AAAAAAAAADk/igkrfImKcyE/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-5926443051870571759</id><published>2007-03-18T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T13:55:59.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>March Mayheim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;     Since it's been way too long since I posted anything I thought I better kick myself in gear and write a little something for you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;     The NCAA tournaments are well under way. Since part of Rounds 1 &amp; 2 are being held in Spokane, and 2 local college teams made it into the tournament it's hard to escape the March Madness around here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;     In other news, I'm going to Hawaii in approximately 3 days! It is somewhat a spur of the moment trip. A friend from work and I have been talking about going to Hawaii sometime this year for several months now, we just weren't sure when we'd go. Well, about two &amp; a half weeks ago we were talking about it and another friend from work said she'd love to go to. The only thing we weren't sure about was if our boss would let us all have time off at the same time. Praise the Lord our boss is amazing because she said it'd be fine. So, we booked our tickets, hotel &amp;amp; are going to Hawaii!!! We're leaving Wednesday and get back Tuesday morning. I am so blessed to have a job that allows me luxuries of vacations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#993399;"&gt;     Here's a link to the hotel (Outrigger Reef) we're staying at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.outrigger.com"&gt;http://www.outrigger.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-5926443051870571759?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/5926443051870571759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=5926443051870571759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/5926443051870571759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/5926443051870571759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-mayheim.html' title='March Mayheim'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-4624706742991820349</id><published>2007-02-08T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:58:04.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag You're It...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Awhile back, my friend Erin tagged me to blog 10 Crazy Things about me you may not know. So here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When eating a sandwich, I almost ALWAYS take it apart. Don't ask me why, I've done it since I was young. Somehow I guess I think it tastes better that way!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A fear of mine are clowns. 9 times out of 10 they are creepy, scary and if they talk, that just makes them even freakier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love theatre. When I was younger I was in a few small theatre productions, musical and plays. Now I just enjoy going to plays and musicals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;About 16 years ago, I started writing to pen pals. Over the years many of them have come and gone, however now I have 6 faithful pen pals that I've been writing to for many years. I think that letter writing is a dying art in this world of e-mailing. I am so grateful for my pen pals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I have this sweet nasty scar on my left upper thigh from falling off of a bicycle onto gravel when I was about 10 years old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can play the piano, but I sure wish I knew how to play the drums and a guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love a good video game. It all started back in the day with the Nintendo Gameboy and Sega Genesis console. Nothing beats playing a good intense game of Bond on the good ol' N64.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reality tv is an addiction of mine. I don't know what it is about the competition or people's crazy lives that sucks me in, but I'm a sucker for it sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;In my little dream world, I'd love to drive a Hummer.  That's right, a nice big gray Hummer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love getting massages, they are good for the soul!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, that's it, 10 Crazy Things you may not know about me.  Now, I tag Katie &amp; Summer.  Have fun ladies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-4624706742991820349?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/4624706742991820349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=4624706742991820349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/4624706742991820349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/4624706742991820349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2007/02/tag-youre-it.html' title='Tag You&apos;re It...'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-7671159970114099638</id><published>2007-02-04T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T10:20:40.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Kind of Friend Are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To find the unique ways you relate as a friend, circle one answer for each question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you tend to be more:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. prayerful and faith-filled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. hilarious and playful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. loyal and compassionate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. creative and inviting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. wise and perceptive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What television show are you most likely to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. Touched by an Angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. Last Comic Standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. A Hallmark made-for-TV movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. The Art of French Cooking with Julia Child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. Dr. Phil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What holiday-related activity would you most enjoy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. encouraging your family to thank God on Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. spraying Silly String everywhere for someone's birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. delivering homemade cards to the senior center on Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. baking 10 varieties of Christmas cookies for friends and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. reflecting on the past year and setting new goals for the new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;At a party, do you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. gently redirect gossipy conversations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. show up in costume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. help remove a punch stain from a friend's dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. bring hand-dipped candles as a hostess gift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. break out the minibook "If … ": Questions for the Game of Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;How might you spend a Saturday afternoon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. calling your prayer chain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. doing a high-ropes course with a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. serving at a soup kitchen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. planning the neighborhood block party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. writing in your journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What might your friends say about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. "She sees me through God's eyes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. "She makes me laugh so hard I pee my pants."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. "When I feel bad, she cries too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. "I'm at home when I'm with her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. "She knows me better than I know myself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What might you be overheard saying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. "How can I pray for you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. "Why did the chicken cross the road?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. "You go, girl!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. "Can I borrow your bundt pan?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. "Now, the tornado in your dream means … "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;If you were a children's book, what would your title be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. The Velveteen Rabbit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. Cat in the Hat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. The Giving Tree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. Little House on the Prairie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. The Secret Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Which famous person is most like you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. Beth Moore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. Lucille Ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. Lady Di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. Martha Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. Ann Landers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What's your motto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. It is well with my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. Laughter is the best medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. A friend in need is a friend indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. Home is where the heart is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. Those who seek will find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TALLY YOUR ANSWERS. YOUR FRIENDSHIP STYLE IS BASED ON YOUR TWO HIGHEST SCORES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a. Soul Sister. You're prayerful and faith-filled. You avoid coming off as "holier than thou" because you're transparent about your life. Friends come to you for spiritual guidance and prayer, knowing your concern for them is rooted in God's love. At times you may grow weary of always being the anchor in your circle of friends. They're blessed by your spirit of strength.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;b. Playmate. You spark up any gathering with your witty comments and prankster personality. Because you're sensitive, it may be hard for you to trust others with deep feelings. The way you help others play is a gift. You truly understand laughter is the best medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c. Midwife. Others feel comfortable coming to you when they need a helping hand or a shoulder to cry on. Patience and understanding come naturally to you. You're sentimental and sincere. At times you may feel depleted because you give so freely. You have the heart of a servant and nurture those in need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;d. Hostess. You know how to celebrate your friends and create new traditions with them. You have a gift for seeing how ordinary things can reflect spiritual realities. It can be easy for you to get stuck in high gear, unable to find some solitude. Friends appreciate your creativity, and often look to you to coordinate the next meaningful party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e. Therapist. People cherish your perspective on life and love, and often come to you for advice. Friends may need to remind you of your tendency to overanalyze. Journaling, reading, and reflecting help strengthen your gifts of wisdom and intuition. Your friends benefit because you often know them better than they know themselves. —S.M. and C.M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm a Therapist-Midwife (I tied between the two)!  What are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-7671159970114099638?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/7671159970114099638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=7671159970114099638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/7671159970114099638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/7671159970114099638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-kind-of-friend-are-you.html' title='What Kind of Friend Are You?'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-7882954360262047656</id><published>2007-01-18T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:29:51.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today I turn 25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A quarter of a century.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Seems like just yesterday I was only 15, but it also feels like a world ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Another year to look forward to what God has in store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A picture from many birthdays ago. My 2 cousins are trying to blow my candles out for me as my poor little brother is too far away sitting on my dear grandma's lap. Notice the beautiful homemade dress I'm wearing, the Good Ship Lollipop birthday cake and the DuckTales decorations!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g88/anne_839/scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-7882954360262047656?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/7882954360262047656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=7882954360262047656' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/7882954360262047656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/7882954360262047656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2007/01/25.html' title='25'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-2733308952398134537</id><published>2007-01-11T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T09:23:58.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Katie &amp; Mike</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333399;"&gt;     Many congratulations to my very wonderful friend Katie, her husband Mike, and big sister little Sarah.  Their little baby boy was born on January 10th, 2007 at 11:59am, weighing 8lbs. 1.oz.  He is very cute and I can't wait to meet him!  Congratulations!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g88/anne_839/corywayne.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-2733308952398134537?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/2733308952398134537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=2733308952398134537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/2733308952398134537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/2733308952398134537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2007/01/congratulations-katie-mike.html' title='Congratulations Katie &amp; Mike'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-6497809253526260377</id><published>2006-12-28T14:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T14:49:40.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;     At work, I frequently get asked these two questions (in this order) by my patients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.  Question asked: "Do you have kids?"  My answer: "Nope."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2.  Question asked: "Are you married?" My answer: "Nope, someday."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;     Well, I was asked these two questions again by a patient I had on Tuesday night.  My answers were the same as they always are.  However, the reply I received back from this patient was quite different than before.  When I told her I wasn't married, she just about fell off of her bed in shock.  Her reply to my answer of "No, I'm not married," was "Oh my gosh, you are so cute."  She continued to ask how old I am and I said that I'm almost 25.  She then said "Don't worry, there's still hope."  Now I know she meant this in the nicest way possible, to encourage me, etc.  But holy smokes, I'm only in my mid 20's, not 70!!  She told me that she was almost 40 when she met her husband and it was well worth the wait.  She also offered this piece of advice:  "Don't go to bars to find a guy, they're all jerks, all they'll do is break your heart."  All I could do was giggle in between the awkardness of this topic.  It was interesting and just one of the many fascinating conversations that pop up at work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-6497809253526260377?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/6497809253526260377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=6497809253526260377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/6497809253526260377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/6497809253526260377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2006/12/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom?'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-684742506891260876</id><published>2006-12-23T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T15:09:02.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiteness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g88/anne_839/toby001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g88/anne_839/toby001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This morning we woke up to several new inches of snow on the ground. My parent's (he's mine too) dog Toby enjoys rolling around &amp;amp; smashing his nose in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Here are some fun Christmas links to enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.woodlands-junior.kent.sch.uk/customs/Xmas/calendar/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.woodlands-junior.kent.sch.uk/customs/Xmas/calendar/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www1.bluemountain.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www1.bluemountain.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-684742506891260876?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/684742506891260876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=684742506891260876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/684742506891260876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/684742506891260876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2006/12/whiteness.html' title='Whiteness'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1425922715034917648.post-8647145849435355219</id><published>2006-12-21T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T18:55:18.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go...</title><content type='html'>Here's my first post on my "real" blog.  My wonderful friend Katie has been encouraging me to create a blog on here for quite some time now.  She even came up with the title to this blog "Vitals of Life."  Thank you Katie for your friendship and never ending encouragement!!!&lt;br /&gt;     Merry Christmas everyone!  Just wanted to give a big THANK YOU to my friend Melissa for giving me her Christmas former Christmas tree.  It fits perfectly in my living room and looks great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g88/anne_839/DSCN0489.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1425922715034917648-8647145849435355219?l=sasnyder.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/feeds/8647145849435355219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1425922715034917648&amp;postID=8647145849435355219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/8647145849435355219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1425922715034917648/posts/default/8647145849435355219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasnyder.blogspot.com/2006/12/here-we-go.html' title='Here we go...'/><author><name>Sarah Snyder</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01132972816738991753</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K0oNapqnaLw/TDSy3x5UxiI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uxIOYi8OObA/S220/untitled.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
