<?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-3723951558882345666</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:43:07.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacey Nicole</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-2119651432890942597</id><published>2008-04-28T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:26:06.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!!</title><content type='html'>Yep, it is is true I have finally graduated from college. At this point it has defintly not hit me. Espically when I still drive to George Fox at 8:00 every morning to take a Kaplan Review class in order to perpare for the State Boards (Liscensure Exam). I will finish this class a week before my wedding...yeah I like to think of that as crazy. I know I haven't blogged in so long and never really ever display pictures but I thought I would send a treat out to all you special bloggers who always look and never replay. I am totally guilty of it myself and know how much I always wish that people have new blogs and new pictures. Hopefully the updates will be much more frequent now that we have one milestone out of the way with a couple more to go. The wedding is next on the list of milestones and I am so excited!  Hope you all enjoy the pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1udKr8EI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7ljFAGVvvMQ/s1600-h/340175014605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1udKr8EI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7ljFAGVvvMQ/s320/340175014605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194468661182328898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1utKr8FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UGZb_pE8S2g/s1600-h/119206014605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1utKr8FI/AAAAAAAAAAw/UGZb_pE8S2g/s320/119206014605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194468665477296210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1vdKr8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-dndj8hr2c4/s1600-h/475616014605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1vdKr8GI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-dndj8hr2c4/s320/475616014605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194468678362198114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1vtKr8HI/AAAAAAAAABA/cwAn4zS3eNw/s1600-h/683285014605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1vtKr8HI/AAAAAAAAABA/cwAn4zS3eNw/s320/683285014605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194468682657165426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1v9Kr8II/AAAAAAAAABI/lYpO4dUOxCs/s1600-h/511816014605_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1v9Kr8II/AAAAAAAAABI/lYpO4dUOxCs/s320/511816014605_0_BG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194468686952132738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-2119651432890942597?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/2119651432890942597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=2119651432890942597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/2119651432890942597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/2119651432890942597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2008/04/graduation.html' title='Graduation!!'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/SBZ1udKr8EI/AAAAAAAAAAo/7ljFAGVvvMQ/s72-c/340175014605_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-793391977809833803</id><published>2008-03-28T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T14:15:41.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Break, "What the Heck!"</title><content type='html'>Okay, &lt;br /&gt; So let's just say life has a funny way of turning itself out. As most of you bloggers know I had big plans for my Spring Break! It was going to be Wedding Central! I was going to get my programs finished, slideshow finished, alterations finished, meet with the everyone and anyone. Finish six papers all due on Monday....yeah this Monday in three days! Well, lets just say it didn't all work out just as I had planned. I started my Spring Break off good Easter went great I got to spend sometime with Adam which is amazing because we haven't been able to do that much lately. He left on Sunday and I knew that my adventure and Mission to get as much as I anyone can do in a Spring Break started. Monday went great and according to plan. Tuesday went alright and got a decent amount of things done and Wednesday was HORRIBLE! I started out the day finishing one of five papers and decided that I should go get a BRA for my wedding dress before the fitting that was supposed to happen the next day. So, I was off and feeling OK. I found a bra which cost me way to much money and started not to feel so hot so I headed home. I assumed that it was just my stomach telling me it was hungry so I stopped for a Jamba Juice on my home for a quick nap and then off to get more things down and finish another paper. Well, after my "attempt" to nap I had a minor breakdown and then it hit me....THE STOMACH FLU!! It was horrible and I have not been this sick in five years! (minus the whole getting ulcers thing). Needless to stay it is almost day a full 48 hours and I am still knocked out. I have been so sick it has been hard for me even to sit up an type on this stinking computer. You are probably asking yourself then why am I doing it. Probably because I need someone to feel sorry for me and possible send out a little prayer that I will just make it to May 17, 2008. As for all the rest of you Spring Breakers I hope you enjoyed your homework free and sick free time off!&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt; Lace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-793391977809833803?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/793391977809833803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=793391977809833803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/793391977809833803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/793391977809833803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-break-what-heck.html' title='Spring Break, &quot;What the Heck!&quot;'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-2840769549798032002</id><published>2008-03-11T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T16:18:27.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS A NEW ONE</title><content type='html'>Alright so for all you "anonymous" viewers who have expressed to me that I need to update my blog this is for you. Let's just say that things have been nothing short of crazy for me for the last two months. I have been working full time for an internship at St. Vincents postpartum floor on their night shift yeah nights 7 pm to 7 am. But let me not forget that I am still going to school at the same time. Oh, wait and planning a wedding and trying to be a friend, sister and fiance. Really, not a smart choice on my part to try and do it all at once but somehow I have almost gotten through  it. Even through the exhausting times and days where I decide I want to retire at age 21 I have to remember that the Creator of the Universe has a plan for me and my husband to be. He is bigger then all things and will not give me more then I can handle. This has been a hard attitude to keep but it is something I strive for everyday. I continually have to be in the word and that is something I struggle with but it really is the only thing that keeps me strong when I feel like I have no strength. &lt;br /&gt;     Wedding Plans are going kind of; they have been on hold since things have been crazy but we are doing good. I am fully prepared to bust out a ton of wedding stuff here in a wk because I will have all spring break dedicated to wedding stuff and studying for a big exam I have coming up in nursing. &lt;br /&gt;    Currently, I have a wedding shower coming up that is thrown by my nothing but short of amazing cousins for all my family members and close friends which I am very excited for. Wedding Showers are so fun espically when you get to be the BRIDE! Anywhoo I know this may not seem like very much but hopefully it satisfies you anonymous readers for a little while:) God Bless!&lt;br /&gt;Lace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-2840769549798032002?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/2840769549798032002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=2840769549798032002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/2840769549798032002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/2840769549798032002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-new-one.html' title='THIS IS A NEW ONE'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-6175526481847879432</id><published>2008-01-08T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T22:24:29.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting a new chapter......</title><content type='html'>I don't think when I said the word, "Yes" did my mind ever really comprehend the happiness, joy, frustration, anger and spontaneity my life would soon become. recently as I have been finishing my last 4 months of nursing school (praise the Lord) and Adam is continuing to intern; have I realized what dependence I have on the LORD. I cannot tell you how many times I have felt like I am going in circles when it comes to figuring out full time jobs and location. I cannot also tell you how many times I have tried to figure out where I am even going to live. Now, I am not talking and apt, or condo or house I am talking country, state, city.....any of those would be nice. Please don't freak out just yet Adam and I would love to stay in Oregon but honestly who knows what will happen. &lt;br /&gt;   You know I would love it if their were somethings we just knew, or their were just some things in life we were guaranteed like great jobs! but then I stop to think about how I would not be the person I am today if it wasn't for the unknown. Even thinking about how many things I would have hindered myself from doing if I had already known the outcome. I feel like its a lose, lose situation you wither know your future and hinder yourself from the unknown or you don't know and find yourself completely broken trying to figure it out. &lt;br /&gt;   In the next four months I will be going through some of the biggest changes in my life, graduating college, becoming a RN, becoming a wife and becoming a future pastors wife. Please do not get me wrong I am probably the happiest girl in the world to be getting married but it did not hit me until the other day when someone said,   " Wow, lace it's like you have the biggest storm ahead of you and you don't even know it!"  I don't know...it just hit me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-6175526481847879432?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/6175526481847879432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=6175526481847879432' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/6175526481847879432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/6175526481847879432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2008/01/starting-new-chapter.html' title='Starting a new chapter......'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-4902049055052965561</id><published>2007-12-31T13:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T13:32:21.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding To-Do List (upon request)</title><content type='html'>1.Pick out a cake and a design (I want something simple but cute as well)&lt;br /&gt;2.Finish collecting all addresses &lt;br /&gt;3.Order Invitations &lt;br /&gt;4.Send out invitations&lt;br /&gt;5. I need to start collecting favorite photographs to use in the slide show&lt;br /&gt;6. Find a flowergirl dress &lt;br /&gt;7. Figure out what my three little ring bearers are going to wear and if we need to order anything for them. (Jenni and Lisa let me know your imput... I am pretty relaxed about what the boy's will wear so let me know what they have already or what you think will look okay!) &lt;br /&gt;8. Come up with fun songs to dance to for the reception...( I would love some suggestions!!!)&lt;br /&gt;9. Find a unity candle song and a song for me to walk down too. I haven't found one I just love yet....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Please let me know if you have any great suggestions!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-4902049055052965561?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/4902049055052965561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=4902049055052965561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/4902049055052965561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/4902049055052965561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2007/12/wedding-to-do-list-upon-request.html' title='Wedding To-Do List (upon request)'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-5847111504729616488</id><published>2007-12-30T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T22:37:27.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Soul</title><content type='html'>In the last couple years I have always heard people tell me that I was an old soul but I never really new what that ment. For awhile I thought hmmm maybe that means I am like an old person....(over the age of 85)? Or maybe I am just not that good of a time? But really when it comes time for new years I really do start beleiving that I am an old soul. I would so much rather hangout with friends at my house, have SOME drinks (but not enough to not remember the night)and play games. Is that wrong? Should I not be a home body and have a desire to go out and party hard. I mean I just don't find much meaning in getting wasted to the point I can't even remember the night, making mistakes I would probably regret the next morning and adding an extra hundreds of calories to my diet that my love handles could relly do without! I don't why this has been on my mind but I guess I am just battling with whether or not  this is something that should change. Should I be acting my own age? And really what is the definition of an old soul? If you are finding yourself reading my blog and have any type of insight please share with me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-5847111504729616488?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/5847111504729616488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=5847111504729616488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/5847111504729616488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/5847111504729616488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2007/12/old-soul.html' title='Old Soul'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-8339942107019288089</id><published>2007-12-25T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:59:01.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Day 2007</title><content type='html'>I can't believe that it is Christmas all over again! I was able to spend Christmas Eve with Adam (my fiance) and Christmas Day with my family! Christmas is one of the best times of the year for a couple of reasons, (1) Starbuck's will have white chocolate non-fat peppermint white mochas available for ME to buy, (2) The birth of Jesus Christ which is really the greatest gift of all (even before Starbuck's) and (3) Getting to be with family and being in a atmosphere of anticipating Santa and soon to be opened gifts. &lt;br /&gt;  But really I think my favorite moment this year is when I woke up on Christmas Eve morning and looked at Adam for him to soon tell me he barley got any sleep the night before because he was so excited to open his gifts. I began to laugh as I couldn't believe my 23 year old fiance kept himself up most of the night in anticipation for his 18volt DeWalt cordless drill! Oh man do I love that boy!&lt;br /&gt; Not to forget the fact that it was a WHITE CHRISTMAS! I couldn't believe that it actually snowed on Christmas Day. In my family we talk about it all the time, "how we wish it would just snow?", or "wow wouldn't it be the best Christmas if it would just snow?" But this year it did and don't think anyone could believe it! It was so beautiful and topped off all of our Christmas's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-8339942107019288089?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/8339942107019288089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=8339942107019288089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/8339942107019288089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/8339942107019288089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-day-2007.html' title='Christmas Day 2007'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-7136447083991538390</id><published>2007-12-25T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:48:38.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A boy named Adam</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I am saying this but......I am getting MARRIED, May 17, 2008 SAVE THE DATE! That will truly be the best day of my life! My whole life I haVE wondered  the question that most girls do.."Who will I spend the rest of my life with?" I remember asking my dad all the time if he knew who I would marry and if he could just tell me his name....that's really all I ever wanted; just to know his name. My dad would then go on to tell me about what a beautiful young woman I was and how I needed to trust that God would bring me the right boy at the right time. I was also guilty of making a list. A list that contained all the qualities I felt I needed in a life partner...ya know handsome, funny, loyal, honest etc. but really all I was doing was setting limits on GOD. In college I realized that by making a list I was limiting God to who I thought was best for me. Not who he thought was best for me or what he thought I even needed. I came to the realization that God knew far better then I did that aside from Him a boy named, Adam would be all I ever needed and so much more. I don't think I can describe how amazing, how unreal and how much love I have for this boy who I get to marry! Through so many different events, trials and seasons it has been so clear that Adam is who God has planned for me. Over the past two years of dating this boy I have slowly fell in love over and over again. This is totally embarrassing but I still get chills when he reaches for my head and when he leans into kiss me those butterflies keep on turning. It is amazing how God has slowly shown me different qualities and characteristics about Adam that I never even knew I needed. He is a man of God, honest, loyal, trustworthy, goofy, nerdy, tall dark and handsome, sweet, fun loving, outgoing, adventures, kind hearted and SARCASTIC! But, honestly I could go on and on about my feelings for this boy but if you would like to know more like how we met or the amazing adventures we take together let me know and I will do my best to update you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-7136447083991538390?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/7136447083991538390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=7136447083991538390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/7136447083991538390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/7136447083991538390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2007/12/adam.html' title='A boy named Adam'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723951558882345666.post-3466716942348021760</id><published>2007-12-25T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:21:11.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nursing School</title><content type='html'>If you haven't met me yet I am graduating college in 4 months (April 27th, 2008?) and can't believe it! I have worked so hard through nursing school and I am so excited! It has totally been God's grace that has helped me survive college. I have been put up against every trial you could possibly think of. Here I will let you into a quick glimpse of the last 2 years......When I first applied to nursing school I was told I probably wouldn't get in because I didn't have a good enough grade point average of a 2.9. I was told by a professor at George Fox University ( where I go to college) that I didn't have the brains to be a nurse, I have been told by someone else in the program that I should highly consider another major and as a result I began to worry and stress my way into having gastric ulcers (ouch!). The result of my first semester in nursing school, my professors telling me I couldn't do it and living with ulcers for over half the semester (which means no caffeine, only eating rice, bananas, toast and sometimes turkey sandwiches for months...oh and not to forget lots of pain!) resulted in my being put on probation and almost eliminated from the program.&lt;br /&gt;   I came back the next semester struggling to skate by through my body trying to heal and making up for all the time I missed being so ill the semester before. Today I am proud to say that I have just finished my first semester of my senior year with all A's and one B+ and I think it has been one of my greatest accomplishments.&lt;br /&gt;    See I have never been the kid that anything ever really came easy too! I like most, like to think that I have had to work hard for most things in my life and things just don't seem to come easy to me. But when someone tells you that you can't do something and then you work hard to prove someone wrong.....it's just....I can't even describe it! The best part is it's really God's faithfulness. I mean....yeah I have worked stinkin hard but he knows the desires of my heart and this is a plan he has for my life and has been so faithful in his promise to pick me up when I fall and help me cross the finish line at graduation! That will be a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3723951558882345666-3466716942348021760?l=laceymcguire.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/feeds/3466716942348021760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3723951558882345666&amp;postID=3466716942348021760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/3466716942348021760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3723951558882345666/posts/default/3466716942348021760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laceymcguire.blogspot.com/2007/12/nursing-school.html' title='Nursing School'/><author><name>Lacey Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11166954545120326480</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_t5GiwEUT8nA/R3HhHWDIZYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/yGOSeDiCmG0/S220/n98300249_30337290_1322.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
