<?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-1339798124861810608</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:19:21.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ellis Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-8841589823999921443</id><published>2009-05-04T20:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:23:50.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are Changing</title><content type='html'>Sometimes the time gets away from me. Well, that and the fact I cant remember anything anymore. Oh well its all worth it! I love being pregnant and I'm so thankful I get this chance to be a mom. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; scared, I'm nervous, I'm fearful, I'm excited, I'm ready...I think. God broke my heart on Sunday. I have been fighting these feelings of fear for a while and on Sunday God said please give those to me . I want them. I want to take care of them. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want you to deal with them anymore. I have been emotional ever since. It just seems like everything in my life is changing and its all so exciting but this fear is holding me back.  SO if you would pray with me about this fear &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; facing so it will go away so I can truly enjoy every moment of this pregnancy. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Theres&lt;/span&gt; a lot going in with the church now. Its in full swing and full of excitement. Its such a blessing to watch Zane preach on Sunday. I always feel so proud and I know that God speaks to him through the week so he knows what to tell us on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;. I feel encouraged by my own husband as a pastor. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if I ever knew that we would be going down this road of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pastoring&lt;/span&gt; at such  a young age. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; pastor of course but you get the point. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;HaHa&lt;/span&gt;. I always knew their would be a lot of pressure and a lot of responsibility but wow its tough. I love it but its tough. My sister Emily goes to church with me every Sunday. I love it. I love her. I love her heart. I love what shes becoming. Its so exciting to see. I love my other siblings just as much as her but I love that she goes to church with me. I think God knew I needed someone to sit with me and "hold my hand" if you know what I mean. I cant wait to look back in a few years and see the growth the church as made as people and as a community. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this has been super long but I have been overemotional today so I knew I needed to get all of this off my chest. If you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haven't&lt;/span&gt; checked out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Zane's&lt;/span&gt; blog be sure and do so. Hes going through Psalms 119 all week and blogging about it and its great. Also, check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Emily's&lt;/span&gt; new blog post. I love when God uses young people and speaks to them. I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; it til next time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; 18 weeks now! woo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;. We find out what were having on May 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; it cant come fast enough!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-8841589823999921443?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/8841589823999921443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=8841589823999921443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/8841589823999921443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/8841589823999921443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/05/things-are-changing.html' title='Things are Changing'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-8336648297571031452</id><published>2009-03-26T16:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:19:41.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Portfolio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScvjEtti_RI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZH9a3yDNCDQ/s1600-h/Julia+C+Senior+Pics+09+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/Scvilk5VMwI/AAAAAAAAABs/JcDHwvwyOaU/s1600-h/Julia+C+Senior+Pics+09+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317592920228180738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/Scvilk5VMwI/AAAAAAAAABs/JcDHwvwyOaU/s320/Julia+C+Senior+Pics+09+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScviXu-Ib9I/AAAAAAAAABk/HG31esfVkJQ/s1600-h/Julias+senior+pics+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317592682414501842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScviXu-Ib9I/AAAAAAAAABk/HG31esfVkJQ/s320/Julias+senior+pics+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/Scvh-bKzpbI/AAAAAAAAABc/GmdDGoV58Z4/s1600-h/EmValentine09+110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317592247602226610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/Scvh-bKzpbI/AAAAAAAAABc/GmdDGoV58Z4/s320/EmValentine09+110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317591687239952386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScvhdzqB6AI/AAAAAAAAABE/aSOObBZcV8Y/s320/Bess+Valentine+09+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/Scvh-CI7f0I/AAAAAAAAABU/G9sA40G7nZY/s1600-h/EmValentine09+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317592240883466050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/Scvh-CI7f0I/AAAAAAAAABU/G9sA40G7nZY/s320/EmValentine09+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScvhePuBXqI/AAAAAAAAABM/Wqqwv0_UUa4/s1600-h/Bess+Valentine+09+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317591694772887202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScvhePuBXqI/AAAAAAAAABM/Wqqwv0_UUa4/s320/Bess+Valentine+09+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont know if anyone cares but I have been taking alot of pictures lately. I have taken some senior pictures and some pictures my sisters gave their boyfriends for valentines day. I just wanted to post some b/c I was kinda proud of the outcome. I would love to practice on anyone so just let me know. Heres some of my "work" haha! Enjoy&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/1339798124861810608-8336648297571031452?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/8336648297571031452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=8336648297571031452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/8336648297571031452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/8336648297571031452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/03/picture-portfolio.html' title='Picture Portfolio'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/Scvilk5VMwI/AAAAAAAAABs/JcDHwvwyOaU/s72-c/Julia+C+Senior+Pics+09+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-2420054915857988465</id><published>2009-03-26T15:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:07:29.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Baby Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well...Im back. I couldnt blog for a while because what I wanted to blog about had to wait. I wanted to wait until I was 12 weeks pregnant to let everyone know! We are so excited. Im almost 13 weeks now and boy has it been a long 13 weeks. I found out by a home pregnancy test that I was pregnant REALLY early so I had to do a ton of blood work with the doctor and make sure this baby would stick. Our baby stuck! It has a strong heartbeat and we have got to see "it" two times by ultrasound.OUr lives have definately changed and especially my belly. I love every minute of it. I will never take for granted morning sickness or getting fat. Im so glad I can blog again and will update with pics and so forth alot hopefully. We are so excited to be parents. I dont know how good we will be but we'll see=) We also have some other exciting news. Zane is a pastor now at Northbrook Church. We are loving it and cant wait to see what God does there. Its exciting for me to see Zane so passionate about it and put so much time into studying and listening to what GOd would have him to say. So now im offically a preggo pastors wife and I love it! So, without further do..heres a 12 week pregnant shot. I have to take my pictures at night so some of the "belly" might be my &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScvgLk-VqxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3FmSw5kcVVI/s1600-h/Belly+Pictures+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317590274549328658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScvgLk-VqxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3FmSw5kcVVI/s320/Belly+Pictures+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dinner haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-2420054915857988465?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/2420054915857988465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=2420054915857988465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/2420054915857988465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/2420054915857988465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-baby-time.html' title='Its Baby Time'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/ScvgLk-VqxI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3FmSw5kcVVI/s72-c/Belly+Pictures+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-48845764349202055</id><published>2009-01-28T16:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:10:11.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hit Our Garage Door....</title><content type='html'>Yep.I hit our garage door this morning at 6:30. I was ticked because I knew something was going to happen today. If you know me then you know my morning routine is crucial to how my day goes. This morning I woke up before my alarm went off because of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; wind. I knew when that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; it was not going to be good. I came downstairs and realized all my front porch stuff was blown all over the place...another niche in  my morning routine and it was 61 degrees outside. I was really frazzled. I then decide to leave for work.  I get in my car and start to open the garage door and back up when I hear a huge thud. I then realized I had slammed in to the garage door. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tryed&lt;/span&gt; to close the door and open it again  but it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; having any of that. I was so tired I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; bring myself to walk upstairs and wake Zane up so I called his cell phone and said" I ran into the garage door" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure hes thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;looney&lt;/span&gt; at this point. He walks in the garage and says ( in a very joking voice) " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;whatd&lt;/span&gt; you do that for" He had great humor at 6:30 this morning.thank God. My handy man then attempted to fix my garage door that I had knocked outside of the actual frame. He fixes everything so he fixed this too. Just wanted to let everyone know that I DO NOT need to be distracted in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;.Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-48845764349202055?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/48845764349202055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=48845764349202055' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/48845764349202055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/48845764349202055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hit-our-garage-door.html' title='I Hit Our Garage Door....'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-3811360787113475772</id><published>2009-01-21T08:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T08:34:36.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jenn-Dawg</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what I called my cousin/best friend in high school...Jenn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dawg&lt;/span&gt;. I still laugh thinking about how cheesy that must have sounded. She liked it..I think =) Jenn and I have always had the most interesting relationship. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; always hang with the same people, make the same decisions about life or even get along 100% of the time, but we have always been best friends. We can go a couple of months without talking on the phone and when we finally get to talk to each other its like time was never a issue. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; what I love about her. Time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn't&lt;/span&gt; change a thing for her. Shes still the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;encouraging&lt;/span&gt; Godly woman shes always been. Shes going through one of the most exciting times in her life right now and it makes me so happy. Ive been gong through the most trying time in my life and shes been so encouraging. We talked on the phone yesterday for the first time in a while. I needed her yesterday. I needed her to tel me it was going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; and that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; crazy for feeling a certain way. I needed to catch her up on my life and she needed to do the same with me. We were on the phone for 47 minutes. Our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;lives&lt;/span&gt; were caught up in 47 minutes. How awesome is that..Maybe I talk to fast! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so glad I have her. I love you Jenn....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Dawg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;bahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-3811360787113475772?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/3811360787113475772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=3811360787113475772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/3811360787113475772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/3811360787113475772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/01/jenn-dawg.html' title='Jenn-Dawg'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-6283651511566110044</id><published>2009-01-18T11:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T12:07:59.418-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out Ya'll Your Getting 2 Post In 1 day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/SXNhzKpu9NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wRUdMEOp61k/s1600-h/Cabin+08+069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292681518751085778" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/SXNhzKpu9NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wRUdMEOp61k/s320/Cabin+08+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dear Zane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have known each other for almost 15 years. There are still days I wake up and think,"he chose me". I feel so blessed to have you in my life and be my support every single day. Obviously this year has by far tested us as a team more than any other year. You &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; skip a beat. You loved me more this year than I have ever felt. You held me when I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cried&lt;/span&gt; and stood by me when I felt hurt. You took up for me when I thought I was being selfish. You let me know day after day you were on my side. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if I really have all the words I want to say, but know every day I love you more and more. Please know that I stand by your side in every decision you make. I think you have accomplished more in your 25 years than most people do in a lifetime. Please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; ever feel like what you do on a every day basis is not good enough. I look at you everyday and I know how lucky I am. I hope I never take you for granted. Your my best friend and I know God knew what he was doing . He knew I would need you in way that only YOU could fulfill. I love you more everyday and I cant wait to see what this year brings for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Ashley&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-6283651511566110044?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/6283651511566110044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=6283651511566110044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/6283651511566110044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/6283651511566110044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/01/watch-out-yall-your-getting-2-post-in-1.html' title='Watch out Ya&apos;ll Your Getting 2 Post In 1 day!'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/SXNhzKpu9NI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wRUdMEOp61k/s72-c/Cabin+08+069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-2010608649977790483</id><published>2009-01-18T11:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T11:45:43.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a funny post to quench your blogging thirst....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/SXNak0I7EeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b3vbYrA_L5c/s1600-h/n1506150093_30025340_9340%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292673575608324578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/SXNak0I7EeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b3vbYrA_L5c/s320/n1506150093_30025340_9340%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; think there has been one post on my blog where I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; mention at least one of my siblings. If you know me you know they are my world. I would do ANYTHING for them. Some people question why I am the way I am with them. I cant explain it. I think its the big sister in me that takes over and when its all said and done I think to myself ," did I just do that for them ?" Maybe Ill never understand . Well, the reason for this post is to tell a little funny story. A week ago my mom and I took my sisters to get their wisdom teeth out. We decided to just do both of them in one day to get it over with. I offered to help of course because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; what I do =) Well let me just tell you they brought Em out of surgery and I &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;cryed&lt;/span&gt;....Yes I did. She looked so looped out and not herself. I told everyone I had tears in my eyes because hers were watering. Who was I fooling...They brought Bess out and she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; even walk on her own. Something inside of me was torn between giggling and crying, so I opted to laugh. I knew they were fine but they were my baby sisters and they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know what town they were in. When I get nervous I giggle. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know why I do that but I do. So I went from crying to laughing in about two minutes time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure the people there thought I was a nut job! We got them out to the car,and well I threw them in the back seat...My mom decided to sit back there with them, and what did I do?...I took a picture of them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have a clue. My mom and I cracked up the whole way home. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Here's&lt;/span&gt; the proof above. I think its hilarious....All of that nonsense to say this... I love my sisters and brother more than they could ever imagine. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; truly have no idea. I would do anything for them and Id &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; do a lot of stuff to embarrass them too.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-2010608649977790483?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/2010608649977790483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=2010608649977790483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/2010608649977790483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/2010608649977790483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-funny-post-to-quench-your-blogging.html' title='Just a funny post to quench your blogging thirst....'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4bAzc81EbPQ/SXNak0I7EeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b3vbYrA_L5c/s72-c/n1506150093_30025340_9340%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-5766309216606129325</id><published>2009-01-14T19:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:55:06.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Talk</title><content type='html'>Who else likes small talk? I do...especially with my sisters. Im sitting here listening to her talk and it absolutely lightens my heart. Her life actually seems to be going good for her right now and I dont know if I really remember how long its been since she was this happy.  Shes laughing...thats all I need to hear right now.  I know this is a short post but I just felt like letting everyone know what I was doing and it feels good =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-5766309216606129325?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/5766309216606129325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=5766309216606129325' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/5766309216606129325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/5766309216606129325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/01/small-talk.html' title='Small Talk'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-3534044405480328825</id><published>2009-01-12T19:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T19:37:43.545-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are we allowed to have 2 Fresh starts?</title><content type='html'>Well...I looked at my last post just now and laughed.I talked about fresh starts and blogging more.That was in August &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.I actually did forget my password to get on here.I have it now so watch out! More blogs coming your way...maybe...Anyways,since its been since August I guess Ill update a little bit about whats been going on.&lt;div&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After I wrote my last blog on here I got my first tattoo, started losing weight and working out, and  I found out I was pregnant.I got to be pregnant for a month and a half before finding out my baby had died, and I had surgery October 11t&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; to remove the baby. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know if I have ever felt so much pain in my whole life.My heart still aches and I still cry about my baby. There is a lot about Zane that I want to write, about how great he is ,how strong, how loving ,how supportive.I could go on and on. We talk almost everyday about our loss and what God is going to do. We talk about the reason why it all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; and how one day we will know.Oh how I long for that day so bad. I want to know why .... Lately has been extremely tough for me.It seems everyone I know or see out in public is pregnant.I feel left out.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; not trying to get sympathy or anything its just something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; dealing with. I know God is good and I know we will have children one day.So, enough of the sad stuff .Lets move on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We bought a new house! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yipee&lt;/span&gt;, sound the sirens. We are excited cant you tell. I love to decorate so every new house is a new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;opportunity&lt;/span&gt; for me ha! This is the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time,let me say that again so you understand, the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; time we have moved as a couple! This time feels so settling and that feels good to me. We want to have kids here..well the first 2 at least! We have moved that many times so you know we wont be here forever=) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still work at the same place...See all those dots after that statement? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Thats&lt;/span&gt; me wandering when my big break will come and I will be able to do what my little heart desires.We shall see. I have to say that I am very thankful that I even have a job,but its not my hearts desire. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go asking me what my hearts desire is b/c I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.One day I will figure all that out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; sure I have worn you out with all of this but this really helps me express myself.I am promising...well hoping this is the first of many blogs to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then~ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/1339798124861810608-3534044405480328825?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/3534044405480328825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=3534044405480328825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/3534044405480328825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/3534044405480328825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2009/01/are-we-allowed-to-have-2-fresh-starts.html' title='Are we allowed to have 2 Fresh starts?'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1339798124861810608.post-748005103200482655</id><published>2008-08-18T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:23:11.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fresh Start...</title><content type='html'>I needed a fresh start. I felt like my last blog was so blah.I was ranting and angry. I want this blog to show whats going on in our life and to show some of the projects Zane and I do. I want show my other side which is crafty and a girl who loves to decorate. I want this blog to show our family and what goes on inside our family. I promise to blog more b/c now I think I have a purpose to blog about. So, this first blog is dedicated to fresh starts and starting over.Thats how my life has been lately..fresh. I love that feeling you get when you start over and become "fresh" again.I feel so happy and blessed with my life and everything that goes along with it. Zane and I are getting healthy which feels amazing! We work out and getting our butts in shape for our cruise were taking in October! I cant wait for that. I want to be hot again haha=) well this is the first of many blogs coming your way. Ill update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1339798124861810608-748005103200482655?l=theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/feeds/748005103200482655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1339798124861810608&amp;postID=748005103200482655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/748005103200482655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1339798124861810608/posts/default/748005103200482655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theellisfamily-ashleye.blogspot.com/2008/08/fresh-start.html' title='A Fresh Start...'/><author><name>ashleye</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14177817934527683338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
