tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6137175758140746122024-03-12T21:21:12.643-07:00The Not So Secret World of Carli MacA fun place to keep up with the latest in the whirlwind I call my life....Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-89344152235739749602013-04-01T12:22:00.001-07:002013-04-01T13:23:41.640-07:00Encouraging <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0UZoQzjbo-B3c4gH6qHruzeXSOAjTNiWewDcrPWP5StwgZ7vnYq1RbHonyaAaAOJDVBwufAoeKmy49iVDOav608aDrgA8vc4Bu5LpjGO-2-qx_zUD-LkQxZVATWMA2HbAaLbXkJtylH8/s640/blogger-image--546830621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0UZoQzjbo-B3c4gH6qHruzeXSOAjTNiWewDcrPWP5StwgZ7vnYq1RbHonyaAaAOJDVBwufAoeKmy49iVDOav608aDrgA8vc4Bu5LpjGO-2-qx_zUD-LkQxZVATWMA2HbAaLbXkJtylH8/s640/blogger-image--546830621.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwq3quOxHc1VKkwQRURuHiIjTXVW0cMtiO5pRVUVwNFhn48frdV7DVKaSCMBB-zKPKtEse7q5rmHjrawXI077hx9NTLAV70TbJCV7iOr1KjUbhADMXcWUK_qja3l822bvAoZjdJYyVpTk/s640/blogger-image-186165078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwq3quOxHc1VKkwQRURuHiIjTXVW0cMtiO5pRVUVwNFhn48frdV7DVKaSCMBB-zKPKtEse7q5rmHjrawXI077hx9NTLAV70TbJCV7iOr1KjUbhADMXcWUK_qja3l822bvAoZjdJYyVpTk/s640/blogger-image-186165078.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6giQooMntSIv3qzaK27jF4zJ4beH_DLi16kA9PFeRR4Es_Q9zk_qVnj55fpi9nElv5nEBpIf7jm7HYCl0QxS8U2hZRZyJQbKW5Ue730OrSztxsAtmmQunJWQB5larodDTJnmcYn6AEVU/s640/blogger-image--488769323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6giQooMntSIv3qzaK27jF4zJ4beH_DLi16kA9PFeRR4Es_Q9zk_qVnj55fpi9nElv5nEBpIf7jm7HYCl0QxS8U2hZRZyJQbKW5Ue730OrSztxsAtmmQunJWQB5larodDTJnmcYn6AEVU/s640/blogger-image--488769323.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge-zshAf6js2G-yMrZfkECZLfJVY8F9nlTMHnAr9zv-ih5ORwegkkNfVVgYrC0FNQgSWGgGzwz-rWBihmw3SFxNEHF2pjkt7N4l2GU23gCWEMxhKIavBueRrkvWuNfxD6sORmIL2_EFgk/s640/blogger-image--1882971321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge-zshAf6js2G-yMrZfkECZLfJVY8F9nlTMHnAr9zv-ih5ORwegkkNfVVgYrC0FNQgSWGgGzwz-rWBihmw3SFxNEHF2pjkt7N4l2GU23gCWEMxhKIavBueRrkvWuNfxD6sORmIL2_EFgk/s640/blogger-image--1882971321.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMK_hFmrPFV3VUN9uajH09M1i06phbAljpov2btDGLix36J1m-8EhJaTysrmhTBzRT2a5Bx_PoUqlFTGjHGoKaMSi8EmiqkIqvk2rVWPKddvDu0mIxVzbPWERbQsEKGQKQjBGTiEcvb-A/s640/blogger-image-131085403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMK_hFmrPFV3VUN9uajH09M1i06phbAljpov2btDGLix36J1m-8EhJaTysrmhTBzRT2a5Bx_PoUqlFTGjHGoKaMSi8EmiqkIqvk2rVWPKddvDu0mIxVzbPWERbQsEKGQKQjBGTiEcvb-A/s640/blogger-image-131085403.jpg" /></a></div>Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-43769143754976176062013-04-01T10:31:00.003-07:002013-04-01T10:35:15.633-07:00Old habits are hard to break"But i discipline my body and keep it under control, lest after preaching to others I myself should be disqualified." 1 Corinthians 9:27<br />
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<b>App of the Day: </b>MyFitnessPal<br />
This is an app I use EVERYDAY. It helps you keep track of your calories and your physical activity. The best way to manage your weight or even lose weight is to be aware of what you are putting into your body and the amount of calories you are expending. If you have a smart phone, download this FREE app. Or if you don't have a smart phone, you can actually access the features provided by MyFitnessPal at <a href="http://www.myfitnesspal.com/">http://www.myfitnesspal.com</a>. Go check it out. And then add me: msucarliann<br />
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We have all heard the old adage, "old habits are hard to break." And let's be honest, we all have our fair share of bad habits (Biting nails, procrastination, over eating, being lazy, and the list goes on and on!) <br />
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It definitely takes commitment and dedication to break a habit. But how hard is it to create a habit?<br />
I have always heard that it takes 21 days to create a habit. 3 weeks. If you think about it, that's not really very long. <br />
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I urge you to think today about some habits you should try to create in your life (below are some examples). I would also encourage you to look for others to hold you accountable as you try to create this habit. If you need someone to help you, let me know. I will be glad to hold you accountable. I, myself, need more accountability in my life.<br />
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<b>Examples of habits to create:</b><br />
Spend at least 15 minutes reading the Bible every day<br />
Pray while you are driving<br />
Only listen to Christian music<br />
Drink only water or tea (unsweetened of course)<br />
Eat at least two cups of vegetables/day<br />
Include at least 30 minutes of physical activity in your day<br />
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<b>Meal of the Day:</b><br />
Broiled Salmon (6 oz.) - 150 calories<br />
Steamed Broccoli (1 cup) - 30 calories<br />
<u>Steamed okra (1 cup) - 40 calories </u><br />
<b> 220 calories total</b><br />
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<b>Fitness Tip of the Day:</b><br />
Hula hooping burns more calories than walking a 15 minute/mile.<br />
<br />Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-30404371441625337152013-03-29T18:49:00.000-07:002013-03-29T18:49:24.779-07:00Pain is temporary. Quitting is forever.App of the Day: Fitocracy<br />
Cool app that allows you to complete fitness quests. Add me: msucarliann<br />
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Do you not know that you are the temple of God and that the Spirit of God dwells in you? If anyone defiles the temple of God, God will destroy him. For the temple of God is holy, which temple you are. (I Corinthians 3:16, 17 NKJV)<br />
<br />Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-38506190075776877242013-03-28T11:41:00.002-07:002013-03-28T17:13:09.684-07:00If you ain't movin, you ain't losin!<div>
"Or do you not know that your body is the temple of the Holy Spirit who is in you, whom you have from God, and you are not your own? For you were bought at a price; therefore glorify God in your body and in your spirit, which are God's." - 1 Corinthians 6:19-20</div>
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<b>App of the Day: </b>Run Training (free on Apple App Store)</div>
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Because I decided I want to continue with this quest for healthy living, I decided I want to run a marathon eventually, yet right now, I can probably barely run a mile, so I am starting slowly. I found several great apps that train you to run different races. Currently, I am training for a 5K. There are several apps out there, but I am going to illustrate below the training plan from the app called Run Training.<br />
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>60 seconds jog</div>
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<b>3.</b> 90 seconds walk</div>
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(Repeat steps 2 & 3 eight times)</div>
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<b>4. </b>5 minutes cool down. </div>
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<b><u>Week 2</u></b></div>
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<b>Days 1, 2, & 3</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>90 seconds jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>2 minutes walk.</div>
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(Repeat steps 2 & 3 six times)</div>
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<b>4. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b><u>Week 3</u></b></div>
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<b>Days 1, 2, & 3</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>90 seconds jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>90 seconds walk</div>
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<b>4. </b>3 minutes jog</div>
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<b>5. </b>3 minutes walk</div>
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(Repeat steps 2-5)</div>
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<b>6. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b><u>Week 4</u></b></div>
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<b>Days 1, 2, & 3</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>3 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>90 seconds walk</div>
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<b>4. </b>5 minutes jog</div>
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<b>5. </b>3 minutes walk</div>
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<b>6. </b>3 minutes job</div>
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<b>7. </b>90 seconds walk</div>
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<b>8.</b> 5 minutes jog</div>
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<b>9. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b><u>Week 5</u></b></div>
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<b>Day 1</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>5 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>3 minutes walk</div>
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<b>4. </b>5 minutes jog</div>
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<b>5.</b> 3 minutes walk</div>
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<b>6.</b> 5 minutes jog</div>
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<b>7. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b><u>Week 5</u></b></div>
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<b>Day 2</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>8 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>5 minutes walk</div>
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<b>4. </b>8 minutes jog</div>
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<b>5. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b>Day 3</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>20 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b><u>Week 6</u></b></div>
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<b>Day 1</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>5 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>3 minutes walk</div>
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<b>4. </b>8 minutes jog</div>
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<b>5. </b>3 minutes walk</div>
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<b>6. </b>5 minutes jog</div>
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<b>7. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b>Day 2</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2.</b> 10 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>3 minutes walk</div>
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<b>4. </b>10 minutes jog</div>
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<b>5. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b>Day 3</b></div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>25 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>25 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>28 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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<b>1. </b>5 minutes warm up</div>
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<b>2. </b>30 minutes jog</div>
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<b>3. </b>5 minutes cool down</div>
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So get off the couch!!! Get moving!!! Anyone can try to jog for 60 seconds. That's only 1 minute. If you can't make it one minute, try to cut the times in half! If you ain't movin, you ain't losin!</div>
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Check out this article!!!</div>
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<a href="http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tgc/2013/03/28/this-is-the-body-the-lord-has-made/">http://thegospelcoalition.org/blogs/tgc/2013/03/28/this-is-the-body-the-lord-has-made/</a></div>
Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-62025980076444796382013-03-28T10:53:00.002-07:002013-03-28T11:02:11.350-07:00From Fatness to FitnessI have always been a relatively thin person, yet over the past few years, I let the stress of life plump me up until before I knew it, I was actually overweight - a word I thought would never describe me. In 2011, I heard a friend mention starting The Daniel Plan, a Biblical plan for healthy living. I had never heard of such, so being the Googler that I am, I checked it out. I was hooked. On December 31, 2011, I made the hasty decision to give up soft drinks for all of 2012. Seeing as I had never kept a New Year's Resolution before, I thought this would be a tall order, yet I embarked on the journey anyway. I decided to take a slightly different approach - I would make it a week-by-week resolution. It seemed way more manageable than a whole year. I messed up in March and drank a Sprite and continued drinking those until August when I threw in the towel on all soft drinks.<br />
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In addition to cutting out soft drinks, I tried to cut out most sugary foods, and I added Zumba to my life - thanks to my Sweet Santa Claus who brought it to me for Christmas. Making these minute changes in my daily life made major changes on the scale. Before I knew it, I had lost 28 pounds. I felt better than ever.<br />
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YET, life got in the way and I gained somewhere between 15 and 20 pounds back (I cannot be sure because I couldn't find my original scale).<br />
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Either way, this year I decided to embark on a healthy living quest again. I did not make any true New Year's resolutions this year, except to be an overall better person. When I thought about that though, I asked myself - What does it mean to be a better person? I decided that meant that I needed to be healthier, make better choices regarding food and exercise, entrust my whole life to the Lord, and love people more. I realized all these choices were related. If I gave my life fully for the Lord, I would want to treat myself and others with more respect. So with that, I embarked on another journey to health. <br />
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I began counting my calories - diligently - and began keeping track of my exercise.<br />
In 2013, I have lost about 15 pounds (would have probably been more but I am gaining muscle) and have started exercising faithfully. I took my first walk on March 1 and have only missed a few days since that time. I signed up for a 5K for next Saturday in Baton Rouge. I eat better. And I encourage others to join me in my journey.<br />
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I believe from now on I will be dedicating my blog to my journey to living a better, healthier life because I belong to the Lord! I hope you will join me on my journey!!Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-27361298004508607442013-03-26T20:23:00.000-07:002013-03-26T20:23:44.960-07:00If at first you don't succeed, keep on trying til ya get itI am going for another attempt at blogging! Since I have last posted, my world has changed immensely, MORE THAN ONCE (or twice).<br />
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The past details are mostly irrelevant, however, to understand who I am today, I will give you a little bit of an update. <br />
I started this blog in 2008 or 2009 to keep up with my adventures with Carnival Cruise Line. After I returned back to normal life on land, I pretty well forgot about my blogging adventures. I guess I let life get in the way of sharing my details with the world. Or maybe it was Facebook that was my outlet of juicy details. Nonetheless. I am giving it a whirl. <br />
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I finished my Master's degree in 2010 and moved to Louisiana, as can be seen from my last blog posting. In September 2011, I returned to Mississippi where I was miserable. In August 2012, I started the grand adventure of working toward my Ph.D. at LSU. I guess God was playing a trick on me seeing as I had spent 25 years being a hater of purple and gold. I came on down here though because I knew God was leading me here. In the last month, God has turned my whole world completely upside down. I can't do much discussing of that right now, however, as this process unfolds, I will tell more.Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-43100955383709345132010-08-31T08:47:00.000-07:002010-08-31T10:17:47.387-07:00Gone, Gone with the WindWell hello blogging world. I haven't talked to you in a while. <br /><br />Since I last posted, I interviewed for a 4-H Agent job with LSU AgCenter, was offered the job the next day, uprooted and moved to Louisiana, and am on my third week of working my job. This job is definitely everything I thought it would be. A lot of people get into their "dream" job and find out that it is not so dreamy. I, on the other hand, have so far found my job to be just as dreamy as I had hoped. Well, maybe dreamy isn't the proper word for it. But it definitely meets my expectations. I am pretty happy.<br /><br />The town I live in now is super small and there is not a whole lot going on. I don't have (m)any friends yet.......but I am going out to eat with some people from church tonight and hopefully will make some friends there. Overall, I am pretty happy with this move.Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-8642114246977526232010-07-08T16:03:00.000-07:002010-07-26T20:51:22.816-07:00It's a beautiful day, not a cloud in sightHey there world (who probably doesn't read my blog anyway),<br />Since I talked to you last, I have finished up all 4 of my spring classes, 1 class in May, and two in June, finished my comps, and am now just waiting on my degree to be conferred.<br />I have been pretty useless since I finished school.<br />I have gone to 3 states that I have never been to (Indiana, Kentucky, and Ohio). <br />I also have been somewhat offered a job and it fell through so now I am beginning a part job in Starkville, and looking for a temporary place to live.Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-5049438830805321722010-03-25T16:54:00.000-07:002010-03-25T17:05:42.180-07:00It's Been a WhileIt seems like an eternity ago when I last posted on here, but I decided to get back to writing. Maybe my blogging won't end with this post. <br />Since I last wrote, I have finished one semester of grad school and almost done with my second. I finish my Master's Degree in 98 days and this is exciting.<br /><br />Ever more so, my life is an adventure. I have applied for 5 Extension jobs in Texas yet haven't heard anything back yet. Not shocking though.<br /><br />Speaking of adventure, I got a text from a friend on Tuesday who had gotten his truck in the mud. I recruited another friend who has a truck to help him get his truck out. In the process of trying to get to the first truck, the truck I was in got stuck. Therefore, we were required to recruit more help, only for that truck to also get stuck. Whew, the pandemonium already. Then another truck came out to help only to get stuck while pulling the third truck out of the mud. While one truck did get rescued, we still had 3 trucks stuck. After about 4 hours of using the tractor, wench, and come-along, the third truck came out of the mud. At midnight we were exhausted and left the first two trucks stuck in the mud. I was told that the next day while trying to get back to the trucks to pull them out, the ATV got stuck. What a nightmare. Either way, all 4 trucks were saved and it makes a nice story to tell.Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-28193464187253987442009-07-31T10:30:00.000-07:002009-07-31T10:40:03.907-07:00The cry of my heart!!!!<p><span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;" ><strong>Among The Thirsty - <em>I'd Need A Savior<br /></em></strong>From the album <i>Wonder</i></span></p> <p><span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;" >How many names can I use to explain the love of my Jesus,<br />the life that he gave and so many times will I praise you today.<br />I lift up my life ‘cause you’re always the same<br />And my offering to you I bring<br /><br />Chorus:<br />Your name is Jesus. Your name is Jesus.<br />You’re the Wonderful, Counselor, my Friend.<br />You’re what I hold on to; I know that you brought me through<br />All the days of loss, to the cross you knew<br />I’d need a Savior.<br /><br />How many songs can I sing to proclaim your wondrous love and beauty so great?<br />What would I say if you brought down the rain and everyday<br />I walk through the pain my heart would still say…<br /><br />Chorus:<br /><br />You’re what I hold on to; I know that you brought me through<br />All the days of loss, to the cross you knew<br />I’d need a Savior.<br />I’d need a Savior<br />I need you, Savior</span></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:78%;" ><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >T</span><span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;" >his song more than describes the cry of my heart right now!!! I have been straying from the Lord, being involved in sin that I could not seem to shake. I have been wrapped in chains that I wanted out of but wouldn't cry out for God's grace to cover me and break them. Last night for the first time in a long time, I cried out to my Savior. I cried for His grace to cover me. To rid me of the sin in which I have been dwelling. I desire to break free. I need God's strength to cut me out and bring me back to the narrow path in which I should be walking. More than ever, God knew I'd need a Savior. He rescued me last night. And I am thankful that He will continue to rescue me. He is my knight in shining armor. </span><br /></span></p>Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-39532160778760594932009-07-05T22:05:00.000-07:002009-07-05T22:27:26.014-07:00My AwakeningI have been home from the ship for 35 days now!!!! 5 weeks today!!! When I left the ship, I felt like I would be coming home to a life that would be peaches and roses, although I wasn't so silly to actually believe that 100%. However, I thought it would be much easier to live for Christ at home, with family and friends who believe in the same Savior I do. What I found when I came home though, was that living for Christ no matter where is hard. I have found that my heart has been hardened. I have realized that the person I am being is definitely not who God wants me to be. I miss my fellowship with God. But instead of seeking out ways to find my Savior, I have ignored it. I haven't gone to church as much as I thought I would, and when I did go, I didn't pay attention much. I haven't prayed. I haven't read my Bible. Overall, I have become numb.<br />I have had some divine appointments lately though that have opened my eyes to see that this woman has a purpose, a calling in life, and I am wasting it. Then, I went to church tonight and God broke the ice around my heart. The scripture of the night:<br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/CARLIA%7E1/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmy022aOO-SE5FnxKdYK5ESwXvLxgL8kUc3S6Ys6IQK2g_LWC46SCKK43p-rslTkluIt0sVUc-icVWwjgl3Gu1ccz2bCd_0ItMdwOj1iW8q3AroR4IUmkTzh1nGHWzye5M2Vpy8TQ4SI/s1600-h/2chronicles7_14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNmy022aOO-SE5FnxKdYK5ESwXvLxgL8kUc3S6Ys6IQK2g_LWC46SCKK43p-rslTkluIt0sVUc-icVWwjgl3Gu1ccz2bCd_0ItMdwOj1iW8q3AroR4IUmkTzh1nGHWzye5M2Vpy8TQ4SI/s400/2chronicles7_14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355210969237083506" border="0" /></a><br />This is where God broke my heart. If I can't humble myself and pray, and seek God with all I have, and turn from my own sin, how in the world can the other people in this world find Christ. I have a duty in this world to be passionately seeking Christ and showing the world this Savior. Instead, I have been sitting still, as if there is not a lost and dying world. I just left a ship of 1000 crew members, and maybe 10% of them have a relationship with Jesus. There were 55 nations represented right there, on that vessel where I spent 3 months of my life. I didn't have to go out to the nations. God brought them to me. And I wasted it. I am tired of wasting this life. I am tired of being numb. I want to be awakened, to fight. to serve.<br /><br />Quotes from Brock Lillis, an evangelist from Tennessee:<br />"You can be dunked under the water so many times that you know the fish by their first name and still be lost."<br /><br />"Without God you are like a car without gas. NOTHING."Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-84140821791809788252009-06-19T15:19:00.001-07:002009-06-19T15:53:44.426-07:00Pictures from Ship life<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHXMgwkEIfwG3TX5O9Q1nvZ9mORbmYcbYXJpRFgTi_DVAhgh6LILqDot_MyDWoWrzmvbyalDp5mANDsUiR63bBTShmasyWjf0VypMHw4t8BQ08XgiZFCzTQshFJbwYh2yQEWrxnqIGkk/s1600-h/191.JPG">Miracle Life</a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHXMgwkEIfwG3TX5O9Q1nvZ9mORbmYcbYXJpRFgTi_DVAhgh6LILqDot_MyDWoWrzmvbyalDp5mANDsUiR63bBTShmasyWjf0VypMHw4t8BQ08XgiZFCzTQshFJbwYh2yQEWrxnqIGkk/s1600-h/191.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDHXMgwkEIfwG3TX5O9Q1nvZ9mORbmYcbYXJpRFgTi_DVAhgh6LILqDot_MyDWoWrzmvbyalDp5mANDsUiR63bBTShmasyWjf0VypMHw4t8BQ08XgiZFCzTQshFJbwYh2yQEWrxnqIGkk/s400/191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349173535850703586" border="0" /></a>My two closest friends on the Miracle<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIfMsSxSuGGukZHTxKVcNF6IK9t_kId5NdPbfZAhRWB-1PGrUdpmvblYXm4H7aiUuB-lMKTZi-Qow5CYuEyRNL2WMNrsRRsMoQdAP3wW-efZcZ4h-jgs-6QVrfcqedqxSOjvYkdkdyZ9Y/s1600-h/201.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIfMsSxSuGGukZHTxKVcNF6IK9t_kId5NdPbfZAhRWB-1PGrUdpmvblYXm4H7aiUuB-lMKTZi-Qow5CYuEyRNL2WMNrsRRsMoQdAP3wW-efZcZ4h-jgs-6QVrfcqedqxSOjvYkdkdyZ9Y/s400/201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349173342071628658" border="0" /></a>My Favorite Mexican I've ever met, I love Federico<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHzeMOrWcoDncJ1P4pEfT9L4qCwRdwtyBs6hl_YByfEyxYhpPidx3tJeEFHR42k_mWTdcy_tooLyj9wLD5IkD6oSivz1BgqqyH2SzaEEp7Y6twcN1aFP5ltDK0f6s-agf3t2IDjiE7UJU/s1600-h/154.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHzeMOrWcoDncJ1P4pEfT9L4qCwRdwtyBs6hl_YByfEyxYhpPidx3tJeEFHR42k_mWTdcy_tooLyj9wLD5IkD6oSivz1BgqqyH2SzaEEp7Y6twcN1aFP5ltDK0f6s-agf3t2IDjiE7UJU/s400/154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349173219577114178" border="0" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">PRE</span>-My Birthday/Farewell celebration at Supper Club<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7b9JH7YrtiLkQQ7bZIjT3XZcokOE5CG44u4ZbzFfsjmvrtQSRJp-VH18dedqpS7W_0-wLsf_DpAdEmM3b3Za9wYLz4I4irAveHcwYj8d3eaYS3iSKB4Kx5YrIlBCFKA4LrE-rhIQHW8/s1600-h/153.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE7b9JH7YrtiLkQQ7bZIjT3XZcokOE5CG44u4ZbzFfsjmvrtQSRJp-VH18dedqpS7W_0-wLsf_DpAdEmM3b3Za9wYLz4I4irAveHcwYj8d3eaYS3iSKB4Kx5YrIlBCFKA4LrE-rhIQHW8/s400/153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349173081375329106" border="0" /></a>My Soul mate on the ship, Elizabeth<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrRO0Ri8TWuUvWkc0-GLHjiGvX6v5tSD8wnbyB7iSC7ZRuOqaQofSCPB_HYgIq5psPdWpVNUJ4LpqZ8Kt_EtMlEkoYyiBRUPVui-NY1hmhupezopZ0cun3uh8_4VtGojTt0qSN7hfE-0/s1600-h/136+%282%29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGrRO0Ri8TWuUvWkc0-GLHjiGvX6v5tSD8wnbyB7iSC7ZRuOqaQofSCPB_HYgIq5psPdWpVNUJ4LpqZ8Kt_EtMlEkoYyiBRUPVui-NY1hmhupezopZ0cun3uh8_4VtGojTt0qSN7hfE-0/s320/136+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349172904774167650" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">He's a real cool "Joe" no pun intended</span><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgttPz0TOBZ3lAKLQj74oDzohTVzgWbc6Y4i59AZrIVmsV3f1Qo5ZnBNFU2vChIUCHm67N_-4b_8vlVNMh1ZkISSUnO9MNLpdvxTRUryoWMl7AmzFweo05rUugNvLI7tnAdJCSAkBYRnlQ/s1600-h/098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgttPz0TOBZ3lAKLQj74oDzohTVzgWbc6Y4i59AZrIVmsV3f1Qo5ZnBNFU2vChIUCHm67N_-4b_8vlVNMh1ZkISSUnO9MNLpdvxTRUryoWMl7AmzFweo05rUugNvLI7tnAdJCSAkBYRnlQ/s320/098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349172666821220338" border="0" /></a>Good friend Sam and me<br /><br /><br />New York City<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj59h3hyphenhyphen-EGrwZqpo60xOJ5mbQ-J1MvuZg2NTtrKKIa4L18RE3in-K0xoimLVtx6Ku5SuheRYCvlAJ2Q2SKI_iv9KyJKgAOxE9wcgV66VslLKr7dbGYiXeVV-G6KZvdfcocVH8F1mupM44/s1600-h/113.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj59h3hyphenhyphen-EGrwZqpo60xOJ5mbQ-J1MvuZg2NTtrKKIa4L18RE3in-K0xoimLVtx6Ku5SuheRYCvlAJ2Q2SKI_iv9KyJKgAOxE9wcgV66VslLKr7dbGYiXeVV-G6KZvdfcocVH8F1mupM44/s320/113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349172477215441682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfttaQpjnfkfX59SB4oSHw7i_on0Sp72TKEAakViIRmx2p0qaiaD2E7XKAfl2PDcKCiSW0snncWfjj_anO_zdiTeVfMhiX5KLHrUEZud1-bW65pQ6DDHGI9MrqpzqjK6bFhT9xOQmEfm4/s1600-h/086.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfttaQpjnfkfX59SB4oSHw7i_on0Sp72TKEAakViIRmx2p0qaiaD2E7XKAfl2PDcKCiSW0snncWfjj_anO_zdiTeVfMhiX5KLHrUEZud1-bW65pQ6DDHGI9MrqpzqjK6bFhT9xOQmEfm4/s320/086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349172261692297346" border="0" /></a>Me in Times Square<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM-6G4ne9Pu4mnuIeThXtlXWCVyATtGFtMXsQm-wgyxwNIwZ8xZD5Qh4a8jc0R4q6UcccwcNlduZ69d9neQLMM5Y_Kx1eGf894i8O8F6YhltvHoOEHjPlmzftBR0-uRIig0fMmtdLVhUM/s1600-h/063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM-6G4ne9Pu4mnuIeThXtlXWCVyATtGFtMXsQm-wgyxwNIwZ8xZD5Qh4a8jc0R4q6UcccwcNlduZ69d9neQLMM5Y_Kx1eGf894i8O8F6YhltvHoOEHjPlmzftBR0-uRIig0fMmtdLVhUM/s400/063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349171956201344546" border="0" /></a>I'm a big kid!!! What can I say!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLv_psMcDNpFp1BwYs02X0hPvEp5zdJ733MrxsjPWfJmrAkE-M30R9Ym1YAoIor7ZZuT7RQsvwFHo01XGn9RWt1o3tvvcMrQXicccz1StHtdAzQ48rEiA2prSE-Hj4g9zbETCpdZb6C0/s1600-h/052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLv_psMcDNpFp1BwYs02X0hPvEp5zdJ733MrxsjPWfJmrAkE-M30R9Ym1YAoIor7ZZuT7RQsvwFHo01XGn9RWt1o3tvvcMrQXicccz1StHtdAzQ48rEiA2prSE-Hj4g9zbETCpdZb6C0/s320/052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349171762912835218" border="0" /></a>The day Lizzie and I became soulmates<br /><br /><br />My favorite cruise<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiiHO8vA-PrLzIABGwSWpjqUqBzbAvsrV1OaVgEwdbtDVTkqYoJ6h34q45yX344gvHBlARExF2D8Pr13_K_tUhRL1aHFzELKXCt87yDhj_CQY63GJLH9NF6Exjwg-dB_DI6a8eGxh1Ffg/s1600-h/104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiiHO8vA-PrLzIABGwSWpjqUqBzbAvsrV1OaVgEwdbtDVTkqYoJ6h34q45yX344gvHBlARExF2D8Pr13_K_tUhRL1aHFzELKXCt87yDhj_CQY63GJLH9NF6Exjwg-dB_DI6a8eGxh1Ffg/s400/104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349168859483358242" border="0" /></a>Most of my kids and Kyle, he was adopted into Circle C<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh719EnxYLygnyLZIdBOmqfqIJ-zfjHCTnmdwERNwsKfleWncntPvqnh_6rOkFoyA2orGcvcgysdpk6YXNmD2vIaLQ4ayTWXQITMQA2DKbludJPnjYVcAUNUfCDDPQpMWkR3hm7aqxqY5k/s1600-h/139.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh719EnxYLygnyLZIdBOmqfqIJ-zfjHCTnmdwERNwsKfleWncntPvqnh_6rOkFoyA2orGcvcgysdpk6YXNmD2vIaLQ4ayTWXQITMQA2DKbludJPnjYVcAUNUfCDDPQpMWkR3hm7aqxqY5k/s320/139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349168736849887346" border="0" /></a>Kyle again<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrX24xHFeVQhBT4XU-BFMAbFngJ5yS0t2EWwJkO98htuSk7FBKZrMKjRoM87MyEqS0_WpUNOnweEpEI0W5UZGWy7yGC-RsFl25IlXsPG2HY4ww6lJqUcQem3A4g_S-IQ3Hf9yMY75mZ0/s1600-h/084.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLbnEj_hp3hc5no9Ik03jWTiuLGSgXRHXRR2PgLTiUF80H3OGsHK3TojbDXiuxfsRfsnY9VCuScyYr2yruZ7dybWn5kRHz1-LEzXOYFkPB6wPf6ZZcrZYIXyWmLmHtgmAOve6JElWpzqw/s320/117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349168153670442386" border="0" /></a>Living it up on the beach in St. Thomas USVI<br /><br /><br />Half Moon Cay, the most beautiful beach<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUzhDUdEHxzLzVvM8EaXtGW5tOHYFfjhnjTH4VjU6ExaP2z5INqRhTBM_8aNmUXNQfk0OVzGYzeW76gIvlMeNpMidRPS03WY3DhGd43eNaQ04isaPO3YsQAaYbs5kjF_7CBGWN19KRRe4/s1600-h/104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUzhDUdEHxzLzVvM8EaXtGW5tOHYFfjhnjTH4VjU6ExaP2z5INqRhTBM_8aNmUXNQfk0OVzGYzeW76gIvlMeNpMidRPS03WY3DhGd43eNaQ04isaPO3YsQAaYbs5kjF_7CBGWN19KRRe4/s400/104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349167839563381538" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgakbPOqBtlqNbc7obAZ5zzSbcr1wDhShRVAwqPM1nZMGJPVkA31NkFCiUqexcjk1DM6f1ipJKr7e6JrUNh54lDSVFzLPMjTuPO_oBmuA0QEJJLe8qXesPmMfNfKN9ZXfGQuo6DLBKYIpI/s1600-h/114.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgakbPOqBtlqNbc7obAZ5zzSbcr1wDhShRVAwqPM1nZMGJPVkA31NkFCiUqexcjk1DM6f1ipJKr7e6JrUNh54lDSVFzLPMjTuPO_oBmuA0QEJJLe8qXesPmMfNfKN9ZXfGQuo6DLBKYIpI/s320/114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349167716247401314" border="0" /></a>Lizzie and me taking in the rays<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIMA2kgA2IMGs75N9n9j94HmtiMAwso-M280rF1nwgrWCdtoG5X0iC3a7qOznoBmrrsEDS84qdtEBvbMw9nnPGI2xB9uKGZh1xbbd7yBToVN5X4ODKopSs1LRh19CnDobRHnx0hSy9j40/s1600-h/146.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIMA2kgA2IMGs75N9n9j94HmtiMAwso-M280rF1nwgrWCdtoG5X0iC3a7qOznoBmrrsEDS84qdtEBvbMw9nnPGI2xB9uKGZh1xbbd7yBToVN5X4ODKopSs1LRh19CnDobRHnx0hSy9j40/s320/146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349167577954022930" border="0" /></a>Parasailing, I finally got to do it<br /><br /><br />Bermuda<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_mmzc6hbm9DrQQu7RgL9zfaf5yRK4CUCjUYGrpxUsW3tQCllAJpBVVDZCtYYaEVRGL45oKKrs7HjlO3YCQLTJx8zBc0Aeq2JpmEG790KoaI55AvZe8CwlaEZWkvjjFitMBEqojaAGBQ/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA_mmzc6hbm9DrQQu7RgL9zfaf5yRK4CUCjUYGrpxUsW3tQCllAJpBVVDZCtYYaEVRGL45oKKrs7HjlO3YCQLTJx8zBc0Aeq2JpmEG790KoaI55AvZe8CwlaEZWkvjjFitMBEqojaAGBQ/s320/035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349167369368602914" border="0" /></a>I took my teens sailing on a catamaran out in King's Wharf, Bermuda<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUYnXGtsR34fMJ2Rw1ShyzFqghLOLNFgIuiKHHWDpm5_RwE7uqf57Pzfpw5mGXh8BMV8LwOdFHXmbyezhE_z9GHXh20vfY5wn_mw9HdyJem-J1-aIv_mfZX19ue21LDOcoMhrmJzKsJ-s/s1600-h/021.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUYnXGtsR34fMJ2Rw1ShyzFqghLOLNFgIuiKHHWDpm5_RwE7uqf57Pzfpw5mGXh8BMV8LwOdFHXmbyezhE_z9GHXh20vfY5wn_mw9HdyJem-J1-aIv_mfZX19ue21LDOcoMhrmJzKsJ-s/s320/021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349167260840852514" border="0" /></a>Just exploring the Bermudian streets<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiZHlqmemfc2A2Hx9CEda_FnTM-dlEvaXg66oskUeRn9ch2IRFlpDXPMCWW_wL0OVjuQ_mvde1wsT3BvQ1l3B6JTIFXc7qKiAf03qf36zCIwALyktUf2D38g5S5OfppnaznyRTPFPyqE/s1600-h/001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRiZHlqmemfc2A2Hx9CEda_FnTM-dlEvaXg66oskUeRn9ch2IRFlpDXPMCWW_wL0OVjuQ_mvde1wsT3BvQ1l3B6JTIFXc7qKiAf03qf36zCIwALyktUf2D38g5S5OfppnaznyRTPFPyqE/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349167152638401762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT9HGDC9uGsAKB9JxmGt_NQ0nKbG0M_jCj886tUrZESeaehiLZ-P8GUi-9zjVZghYXbLNehjgstW-vyqMYdT2mX7aGylR71gejei9qNL0_J970lQUcQMYYLu1CkJkpPDY-TZbBtu_A_xQ/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiT9HGDC9uGsAKB9JxmGt_NQ0nKbG0M_jCj886tUrZESeaehiLZ-P8GUi-9zjVZghYXbLNehjgstW-vyqMYdT2mX7aGylR71gejei9qNL0_J970lQUcQMYYLu1CkJkpPDY-TZbBtu_A_xQ/s320/034.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349167048766678354" border="0" /></a>A beautiful Bermudian sunset<br /></div>Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-26365034222731401802009-06-01T23:20:00.000-07:002009-06-01T23:29:31.204-07:00My Miracle on the MiracleWell first off, I need to say that my Miracle experience has come to an end. I have returned home to Mississippi, as I felt I needed to. I want to be with the people who matter the most, my wonderful family. And I didn't feel like ship life was the place where I could be a Godly lady.<br />So I booked a flight and said goodbye to my wonderful friends. I admit, I cried a little bit when I left the ship. No matter how much I hated it at times, it is hard to leave great friendships that are built. <br />My soulmate, my Miracle on the Miracle, Elizabeth Ann Pearce, was the hardest to leave. We stuck together our whole time together on the ship. We were disco buddies, port buddies, prayer partners, goof off buddies, girl talkers, best friends, and sisters. I am so thankful that God put us together and I believe it is no coincidence that we met on a ship called the Miracle. It was hard to say goodbye to her, but I have assured her that when she flies to Mississippi in Aug/Sept that I will gladly put a glass of sweet tea in one hand and a cowbell in another and show her Mississippi life. I can't wait til that day.<br />So, home I am. Mississippi. I was away for 100 days. When I got back tonight, Mamaw cried. I hugged her. I held her hand. I loved on her. It was beautiful. Then I went outside to hug my dog. We sat outside for a while, she in my lap, me rubbing her fat belly, and enjoying the stars. It has been a beautiful day. <br /><br />I am exhausted, and my face looks like skin cancer (thanks alot beautiful Bahamian beach that draws you in so much you can't leave and then your face gets fried)!!!! I believe I am going to turn in for the night and get some much needed rest. Something Carnival workers don't get much of. Thank God I am home to get some now!!!<br /><br />Peace, love, and Southern comfort (not the alcohol, definitely the lifestyle!!!)Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-84575950360539071782009-05-11T08:48:00.000-07:002009-05-11T08:57:40.616-07:00The Best Cruise EverSo I just came out of the best cruise I could have asked for. I had such a beautiful group of teens who all loved me dearly. The feeling was mutual. I cried the last night because I was losing them. I even got really close to their parents. On the cruise, I got to kiss a stingray, which was probably the coolest thing I have ever done. I took some great kids out there. <br /><br />Anyway, I am in Grand Turk right now and the weather is sunny and warm. I am enjoying it. This cruise has not been as great as last but it hard to beat something as good as I just came out of. <br /><br />Still making tons of friends. Several of us are planning to go to the fancy restaurant on board for my birthday. It costs $40 per person but it is a real fancy like 6 course meal or some hoop la of the sort. Sounds like a good way to spend some money. Haha.<br /><br />Hope to update again soon.Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-5356820026268755182009-04-21T14:36:00.000-07:002009-04-21T14:40:13.547-07:00Great TimesSo ship life is turning out to be quite a blast. We had the relocation tour last week to New York City and it was so much fun. I hung out alot with my friends. Then 3 friends and I went out to NYC together and that was great.<br />I am on a 6 day cruise right now which has been lovely. We went to Bermuda where I took 5 teens sailing on a sweet catamaran. I got to put my feet in the freezing cold Atlantic. It was beautiful. Also, I saw the head of the Bermuda triangle.<br />I am in Rhode Island today with some friends.<br />I have gotten quite close with a girl on the ship. She is a Christian so we share that bond. She is such a blast to hang out with. We are now port buddies and hang out almost everyday.<br />Anyway, computer is dying and I gotta head back to the ship.<br />Love, peace, and hamburger grease (our burgers on the ship have none, they are too dry!!!!)Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-65010242933234303012009-04-08T08:59:00.000-07:002009-04-08T09:11:49.216-07:00Life is GoodSo, Carnival life is not so bad after all. I am really starting to get into the swing of everything. I am having way better cruises and am making more friends each and every day. I just finished up my best cruise two days ago. I had only 47 teens in my age group and about 20 regulars. They were dramatic, but wonderful. We went on a teen tour in St. Kitts. We got to snorkel and kayak 2.5 miles in the Caribbean. It was great fun. My teens this week really loved me. I got some great feedback, lots of tips, and a really cool gift.<br /><br />Anyway, this cruise is super busy. I have about 150 teens just in my age group and already almost 80 registered. I have about 30-40 that come regularly. It is crazy crazy this week, but I think I am going to enjoy this group a good bit.<br /><br />I miss home still but I am actually enjoying my job now. I feel like I am doing a good job here and I like it.<br /><br />It will be nice after this cruise, we have 2 days of no guests. We are relocating to New York City. I absolutely cannot wait. I have always wanted to go there and will finally get my chance.<br /><br />Anyway, the vagabond must go eat. Love ya'll, and miss you heaps.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCBq98utZW2jD02D-xOjeq327Sujb7Kr5P5ETaXbiBW8RDcXPhkKfPKEn7lpsJqe0DIUCPA61Vxywfpu5pXynxtrW7X8qDjKUzke5SD-BJxXR2rgAhzN6KlNs738lLiNNxP21NkndwIhs/s1600-h/056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCBq98utZW2jD02D-xOjeq327Sujb7Kr5P5ETaXbiBW8RDcXPhkKfPKEn7lpsJqe0DIUCPA61Vxywfpu5pXynxtrW7X8qDjKUzke5SD-BJxXR2rgAhzN6KlNs738lLiNNxP21NkndwIhs/s320/056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322352622440279090" border="0" /></a>Marc and Me in St. Maarten<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbUpjTgCDfQ2SslrLFpMxCGYpzv9GkHgVKYC91XbZWj06qGZBiHMb4W8mdBx76HDlruzOYKZBm8XKdvUUnuAUftgDFXJYcBRaPLb3QzJ3E_ljZ4_VO-i06gMQwDog4KKc5rTLbJpWwwgg/s1600-h/072.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbUpjTgCDfQ2SslrLFpMxCGYpzv9GkHgVKYC91XbZWj06qGZBiHMb4W8mdBx76HDlruzOYKZBm8XKdvUUnuAUftgDFXJYcBRaPLb3QzJ3E_ljZ4_VO-i06gMQwDog4KKc5rTLbJpWwwgg/s320/072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322352978957410402" border="0" /></a>My teens in St. Kitts before the teen tour<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-59459845880801274212009-03-29T11:27:00.000-07:002009-03-29T11:34:59.647-07:00An Adventurous CruiseSo this past cruise was probably my best one yet, as far as the teens go. They were quite wild and I probably could've found a cattle prod handy, however, they were a great group. One guy yesterday got up on stage in a dress, makeup, and pretty hair and sang, "Man I feel like a Woman." It was quite possibly the greatest thing ever. Also, he shaved his legs last night. Some people didn't even know he was a guy. Alot of guys dressed up like girls. WE were going to have a womanless beauty pageant. Everything was going great with the prep until one guy got injured and blood started gushing and all the kids began to freak out and call for me. So, I had to remain calm and collected while the kids are going ballistic. Anyway, all that got resolved and everything went somewhat back to normal, except I was a bit frazzled. <br /><br />Anyway, overall the cruise went well. I made more friends and have been hanging out a great deal with one guy I met. We went into port together today. I have been trying to get online to post pictures but my laptop doesn't work well with ship internet. I get to get off in St. Kitts this week where they have free internet and I will post pictures then. Anyway, until then, peace, love, and vagabondness!!!Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-82460501710467004712009-03-25T07:10:00.000-07:002009-03-25T07:16:19.393-07:00Life is on the upscaleLife on Miracle is so much better than when I last posted!!! I really was having a sour time, but I talked with my supervisor and told her how I was feeling and getting it out in the open has really helped....I am enjoying this way more now!!!<br /><br />I have made tons of friends, many American. I have been hanging out with some this week, one most of the day yesterday. It is nice to be making friends. <br /><br />The ports so far this week have been just yuck!!! Panama was quite frightening, and I got offered a great deal on a $200 cab ride. (ahem, kiss my hiney!!) I stayed there about 45 minutes, if that long. And today, I went into Costa Rica, for ummm, about 20 minutes and was back on the ship...There is not much in either place, and the places that are good to go to are expensive or scary on the way....And I don't have a port buddy because all my friends are busy....So this week, I am hanging mostly on the ship!!!<br /><br />Anyway, hope all is well at home!!! Love yasCarli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-69086775714773582032009-03-18T09:57:00.000-07:002009-03-18T10:08:01.168-07:00Miracle LifeSo Miracle life is not as pleasant as I had hoped....I feel like some people just want us to fail at our jobs....however, I am trying to do my best....I am making alot of friends though....I have several American friends on this ship which is nice....Got hit on by a few sleezy guys last night....I just told them I was too busy for a man....<br /><br />Anyway, just keep me in your prayers as I am trying to get used to this whole different life...I am getting more used to ship life in general...I like the travelling and meeting new people alot, and especially working with the kids.....I just want to feel from the higher positions like they want me to succeed and do wonderful.<br /><br />The ports this week have been nice. ST. Kitts is definitely my favorite of the ones of this cruise....It is prettiest, although the St. Patty's karaoke party in St. Lucia was quite humorous.<br /><br />Anyway, I gotta head back to the ship.<br /><br />Peace out, I love ya'll....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-heizF_MF0N-MQvw6NGEo2EQbV1HxEkG7dJb5nTiV7JMqzNWjTUrdaklMeDYk7VymFZNAukwxqB1luPCedQZ62ULHfBSWNHMxa5bUqvjyYrq3KymwHvlx_cMNLUOqEVCazWaUAeqxr9I/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-heizF_MF0N-MQvw6NGEo2EQbV1HxEkG7dJb5nTiV7JMqzNWjTUrdaklMeDYk7VymFZNAukwxqB1luPCedQZ62ULHfBSWNHMxa5bUqvjyYrq3KymwHvlx_cMNLUOqEVCazWaUAeqxr9I/s320/004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314575550474012274" border="0" /></a><br />The Little wimp plane that took me to Bahamas<br /><br />.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb83JkN0iZbTHrhHsgvj7NPx_lIowjVBQxxfCQCmwkoNn_O6zuXTzMMClpktO71nau88uMv8Ivhpgg6XfWJhDGbv6cC_LmocvVg9M31LbF9pN3UVGC10WA9XT0EXa9zLlT-DxveD3omWo/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb83JkN0iZbTHrhHsgvj7NPx_lIowjVBQxxfCQCmwkoNn_O6zuXTzMMClpktO71nau88uMv8Ivhpgg6XfWJhDGbv6cC_LmocvVg9M31LbF9pN3UVGC10WA9XT0EXa9zLlT-DxveD3omWo/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314574414358467682" border="0" /></a><br /><br />St. Kitts<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkU8LDPDL8F6rIqZG7JlyHpX52jr8IKKgG730xh8p6tLgOrvzVd72oN5ejZkdDOisUffv8Csp2iJS-2qevJSWwbrbHI0vMflTYfMrVa5WVD2eEmpQr-kVPZ1yHbvdXcQnwktmEZvF8xwk/s1600-h/010.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkU8LDPDL8F6rIqZG7JlyHpX52jr8IKKgG730xh8p6tLgOrvzVd72oN5ejZkdDOisUffv8Csp2iJS-2qevJSWwbrbHI0vMflTYfMrVa5WVD2eEmpQr-kVPZ1yHbvdXcQnwktmEZvF8xwk/s320/010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314574981622512354" border="0" /></a><br /><br />St. Lucia<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCqzqpZpvLbhJ0RGmPzfHNyJAjwcC1Ji5lIHcT0gmZoqF1Pp7HRqD5afJDUkngFcv4Laaw06UEalfTUzpI9ZDypeJgSuKsMyt2C1uJpN26hnwJ3_1vjEB2Ejs9v4qXkFs_WHhLMjUKt8/s1600-h/007.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidCqzqpZpvLbhJ0RGmPzfHNyJAjwcC1Ji5lIHcT0gmZoqF1Pp7HRqD5afJDUkngFcv4Laaw06UEalfTUzpI9ZDypeJgSuKsMyt2C1uJpN26hnwJ3_1vjEB2Ejs9v4qXkFs_WHhLMjUKt8/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314575262992968050" border="0" /></a><br /><br />St. MaartenCarli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-37676893087633716872009-03-11T20:07:00.000-07:002009-03-11T20:14:27.832-07:00MissingToday has been a weird day. I was really busy, with moving into my new lounge, which I really like. It was busy busy busy.<br /><br />Tonight has been an emotional night. I have fought tears alot. I like the fact that I have my own lounge on this ship, but I really miss the old ship alot. The girls on Freedom that I made friends with. Man, it's not like that here. The dynamics of the group here are way different. These people aren't ones I could see myself hanging out with and keeping in touch with once I leave this ship. maybe I have not given them enough time yet, but I just am not as happy here. I don't like the ship as much, but I am really trying to have a positive attitude. Ship life is realy getting easier. I guess I will never get used to the looks I get from men, but atleast half of these sleezes will be getting off in Fort Lauderdale.<br /><br />On lighter note, I was leaving downtown heading back to the ship last night and a girl walked up to me and asked if I was from the South. Turns out, she is a MSU graduate too. It was so nice to talk to someone who understands cowbells. She was with a Texan and North Carolinan(?) So now I have friends that are American. Two of them are leaving in a few weeks but at least I will have another friend, hopefully so anyway.<br /><br />Gotta run to bed....work early....Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-73235074003979054282009-03-09T17:39:00.000-07:002009-03-09T17:53:33.250-07:00It's the MiracleHey guys, I am sitting in a construction yard in the Bahamas. I have slow internet and no good scenery. But I do like the new ship. It is completely different than the Freedom, but I am making my way. I have a cool roommate. She is from the Philippines. The youth staff I've met so far are really nice as well. There are things that I like better about Freedom, but other things I like better about Miracle, such as my room is way bigger. :-)<br /><br />I am supposed to move into my new lounge on Wednesday. Until then, it's paperwork, labeling inventory, sorting, etc, etc, etc.<br /><br />Food on the new ship is not so great. I have eaten yogurt two nights in a row. I know, gross, right. (Yes, Mom, I ate yogurt, and I did not gag)<br /><br />Gotta run off, internet is slow and computer is dying.<br /><br />Peace outCarli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-72806897610688725382009-03-08T09:16:00.000-07:002009-03-08T09:29:05.858-07:00Ship LifeCruise two went by so quickly. Much quicker than cruise one. The kids in my group liked me alot too. I think I will get good ratings for this cruise.<br /><br />I admit, I was a bit sad to leave Freedom this morning because I made some good friends on that ship and am having to start all over again on a new ship, however, it will be an adventure. Meet more people, get my own lounge, etc. Thus far, this have proven to be nothing short of a crazy adventure. When I left Mississippi, I wanted an adventure and I am surely getting it. I have made friends with people from all over the world. Just in the youth department on Freedom there were people from Philippines, South Africa, Mexico, Hungary, Bosnia, Slovakia, and America. I also made friends with tons of people from Canada. Needless to say, I am building a worldwide network.<br /><br />As for now, I am sitting in the Fort Lauderdale airport waiting to catch my flight to Freeport, Bahamas, where my ship is on dry dock until March 13. I have heard some very interesting things about dry dock. Yet again, it will be an adventure. :-)<br /><br />I have posted some pictures below from the past few days.<br /><br />I miss you all back home. (Uh oh, I didn't say ya'll, ship life is getting me.)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0W0Cz2c2SRA7Sr25pCfoOSC6s1aG4-VB1TFvhYh5NAu_VB5OwTRJ7kvQPbcSmSvHGDOQyJhH3mqx3D10QZoh_IzNMNOLfZUbNb4jfrS3Z46KzbY3EiQmZRJrxyN9TqH2c-X-ezoGcR6Y/s1600-h/004+%282%29.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0W0Cz2c2SRA7Sr25pCfoOSC6s1aG4-VB1TFvhYh5NAu_VB5OwTRJ7kvQPbcSmSvHGDOQyJhH3mqx3D10QZoh_IzNMNOLfZUbNb4jfrS3Z46KzbY3EiQmZRJrxyN9TqH2c-X-ezoGcR6Y/s320/004+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310852641356262066" border="0" /></a><br />Camp Carnival Girls at Piano Bar (My last elegant night on Freedom)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE8LLalJG_yEj4p-D2pmjRBI4fg7SDbDgrU30raSXbrEvjKDJb41zd1zxiq03-6xC9JFXTqB0EJqD3guT4frDlvfwsftIRBjL_Tw9edgPOkvtjH09V_iE1A96_1B21HfxcCX-9ibLCDn0/s1600-h/003.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE8LLalJG_yEj4p-D2pmjRBI4fg7SDbDgrU30raSXbrEvjKDJb41zd1zxiq03-6xC9JFXTqB0EJqD3guT4frDlvfwsftIRBjL_Tw9edgPOkvtjH09V_iE1A96_1B21HfxcCX-9ibLCDn0/s320/003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310852545748568914" border="0" /></a><br />Sweet JJ and me<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3qGHjpb9NznMdpnBa0lTYhOZANepjV2wLrY0HLnes4VsD07CtR4WOTqfUQ-2T0kBFMRT9snk5d_8ztVFS22RYIXyH7Ib58nBfbTHqDTB3VQsYgBIx_cDKta6Mqjaea_azCszcG9FPhDE/s1600-h/013.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3qGHjpb9NznMdpnBa0lTYhOZANepjV2wLrY0HLnes4VsD07CtR4WOTqfUQ-2T0kBFMRT9snk5d_8ztVFS22RYIXyH7Ib58nBfbTHqDTB3VQsYgBIx_cDKta6Mqjaea_azCszcG9FPhDE/s320/013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310852402714040674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-HO1gSmHm4fGqoe35dm8GATXBSp56RC75u0vxNRoX9M52qKXBZth2x2pXgKKHp5h_CV4AcALk-kLybetxqU9BvbYeZ-6fwZ22jD-EtU-6x-QVDVWNiBIoFezRzmb9LFqJuwvu0gp0Z2Q/s1600-h/018.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-HO1gSmHm4fGqoe35dm8GATXBSp56RC75u0vxNRoX9M52qKXBZth2x2pXgKKHp5h_CV4AcALk-kLybetxqU9BvbYeZ-6fwZ22jD-EtU-6x-QVDVWNiBIoFezRzmb9LFqJuwvu0gp0Z2Q/s320/018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310852311027329426" border="0" /></a><br />Nicolas Cage's Private Yacht<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigw3a9-BwXsDuQxjjdtknONTfGFAKz2zufrWxK1-kCca-SmSyjV5w8Og4KgFygl17MhgN80aJ2onMSCD9dczLmzSNd4TLRhmZfBWhCPbM8JG25QYTAki8EcnSehS4s9xcHb-JKPNT_J0o/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigw3a9-BwXsDuQxjjdtknONTfGFAKz2zufrWxK1-kCca-SmSyjV5w8Og4KgFygl17MhgN80aJ2onMSCD9dczLmzSNd4TLRhmZfBWhCPbM8JG25QYTAki8EcnSehS4s9xcHb-JKPNT_J0o/s320/029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310852234476643058" border="0" /></a><br />Stef and Me at Atlantis Hotel<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3HBS_Lu2m8bmmvXIEygCVKg9azM9uLcnU5vVyFPLZoVSfszSeVVoVLC3HXXHTeusQdzZRcAKhozNWoReMgOTaWq0LjzeCHWgpy4BZUB0GsDyRmhn7M4v9wPy4AJvq2o0CZHZFgCd6R5o/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3HBS_Lu2m8bmmvXIEygCVKg9azM9uLcnU5vVyFPLZoVSfszSeVVoVLC3HXXHTeusQdzZRcAKhozNWoReMgOTaWq0LjzeCHWgpy4BZUB0GsDyRmhn7M4v9wPy4AJvq2o0CZHZFgCd6R5o/s320/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310852149604986242" border="0" /></a><br />The chair that apparently cost $1M to get there<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJUiqMcvL9qFjkFvZjNuvb98ncGATaVkwfTl0V5NrTYTdTF68NYG7hyymJlughMkBNs3H_KhjrF15V5XYMnzw9o1i438NXC2r72-0TSEjXs1nBaabjlkElrwr_5IDf9HZ2v8-pKFV-o0/s1600-h/014.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFJUiqMcvL9qFjkFvZjNuvb98ncGATaVkwfTl0V5NrTYTdTF68NYG7hyymJlughMkBNs3H_KhjrF15V5XYMnzw9o1i438NXC2r72-0TSEjXs1nBaabjlkElrwr_5IDf9HZ2v8-pKFV-o0/s320/014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310852080543839170" border="0" /></a><br />Jael and Me on Water taxi to Paradise Island in Nassau<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7r3Ew729mBZTUjaaazvN0zxC_EbJ9Q-JFu7OdqJEC8eQhzt-vPx7Cactlew4aeMtbiJWvrM2cLyARxKx-Y6si8aii4KRjaPas8ntE9pG1xvLLWElAKKAI5PSi42w5qgyv5CsqTbBJZ38/s1600-h/037.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7r3Ew729mBZTUjaaazvN0zxC_EbJ9Q-JFu7OdqJEC8eQhzt-vPx7Cactlew4aeMtbiJWvrM2cLyARxKx-Y6si8aii4KRjaPas8ntE9pG1xvLLWElAKKAI5PSi42w5qgyv5CsqTbBJZ38/s320/037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310851926536339586" border="0" /></a><br />Pretty Waterfall at AtlantisCarli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-84112390080009894122009-03-05T07:16:00.000-08:002009-03-05T07:24:51.848-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-Ns7w6yNnEoskwLe8f_jqKIgV1j1SNdtofsWDl-soCE_kkw6VWRWK7sIQOyxNIhjGbMtwLTyQDRVAjpgMrltU8vIzJGncLGWASN-HijHBCy56vDdvf7NofmDTLthlPep4x7UgNeKazQ/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-Ns7w6yNnEoskwLe8f_jqKIgV1j1SNdtofsWDl-soCE_kkw6VWRWK7sIQOyxNIhjGbMtwLTyQDRVAjpgMrltU8vIzJGncLGWASN-HijHBCy56vDdvf7NofmDTLthlPep4x7UgNeKazQ/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309724240359277410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Beach in Antigua<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIP_4o5cx6oxDFZEZCVokpzdOFi8LObfzzOz8JVCsw_H0vejtHvXzKFwZimMa332hno71mqynCDj1DVhgCDp3yUAkmUKEHTodbhCxPiOJDspKUdLsBF2H6hFBNjGCCTPQfTQKZJSv_Ejw/s1600-h/019.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIP_4o5cx6oxDFZEZCVokpzdOFi8LObfzzOz8JVCsw_H0vejtHvXzKFwZimMa332hno71mqynCDj1DVhgCDp3yUAkmUKEHTodbhCxPiOJDspKUdLsBF2H6hFBNjGCCTPQfTQKZJSv_Ejw/s320/019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723967839114786" border="0" /></a><br />Stef, Andy, and Me on the Beach in Antigua<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5X4BDG8C45juqkAzTka3g2BSujRQ0gLn2Uvjyf8U3PQcFTSgz4HIAC-BsPQOjL9d8jIXafTXVeERvQOJNwTgsf2XzijuiXMR-s4ChEKTUUNi8NztK-CvxVSpWgxupcox4ChJIcorlxG4/s1600-h/032.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5X4BDG8C45juqkAzTka3g2BSujRQ0gLn2Uvjyf8U3PQcFTSgz4HIAC-BsPQOjL9d8jIXafTXVeERvQOJNwTgsf2XzijuiXMR-s4ChEKTUUNi8NztK-CvxVSpWgxupcox4ChJIcorlxG4/s320/032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723854954657522" border="0" /></a><br />My awful sunburn after two days of Caribbean sun<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpDC-sjhVg1nysG0xDU2D3b-fa5WQZCfDBSpYKyVBky7_mZFA5jOT0FMOoHD4FdKdIZ0ae7Em7JTPoVwH6au1NI1jSWRJy-T0Y313V5tRJLMl-YbYdQfTZV3Mcj5yNRF8ODH_rLPkaXgs/s1600-h/022.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpDC-sjhVg1nysG0xDU2D3b-fa5WQZCfDBSpYKyVBky7_mZFA5jOT0FMOoHD4FdKdIZ0ae7Em7JTPoVwH6au1NI1jSWRJy-T0Y313V5tRJLMl-YbYdQfTZV3Mcj5yNRF8ODH_rLPkaXgs/s320/022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723693024559090" border="0" /></a><br />Beautiful beach in St. Thomas<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9foDHUjnWQok9UB7TXuL67dNfvNUEdEjgBZa4DohfuqzRp50pTGTxMNyQdGFxbGNf4662ZO1T62PKezHlMQftp4E1HlJ5TjT7B6o-XJvEWS0vjta4K5khyphenhyphene5nhuvluGR9YuBw33IKX4/s1600-h/008.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9foDHUjnWQok9UB7TXuL67dNfvNUEdEjgBZa4DohfuqzRp50pTGTxMNyQdGFxbGNf4662ZO1T62PKezHlMQftp4E1HlJ5TjT7B6o-XJvEWS0vjta4K5khyphenhyphene5nhuvluGR9YuBw33IKX4/s320/008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723544348226706" border="0" /></a><br />Me in my beautiful beach, Magen's Bay (in St. Thomas)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnCcl1tCb5JGbwvElR1zZ4UHNSsfWYqrv_PFIUgTVwoEeGnEK5Og7cKExuTThSk2Vajm41I4iFcaUaixcL1ViEpuI2AM83Y6edbIL5hJaKBuRqm7SCs4yuEik28MxWAwRkK4S6DLBhXTY/s1600-h/270.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnCcl1tCb5JGbwvElR1zZ4UHNSsfWYqrv_PFIUgTVwoEeGnEK5Og7cKExuTThSk2Vajm41I4iFcaUaixcL1ViEpuI2AM83Y6edbIL5hJaKBuRqm7SCs4yuEik28MxWAwRkK4S6DLBhXTY/s320/270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723422792259842" border="0" /></a><br />Leaving San Juan, heading back to Ship<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDHZaNHNHluMgcZS0h2g9LEYEizOntY9JiupmiwRnETArKg1LWWxKkII8MTM1eOALorhHX_mCem4nBh6DcVfHw76uxcGV0A6zSRzQLmX8DU2UJ1OqUtAFc10S3prdDqqYRAFf30WHkE8/s1600-h/258.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikDHZaNHNHluMgcZS0h2g9LEYEizOntY9JiupmiwRnETArKg1LWWxKkII8MTM1eOALorhHX_mCem4nBh6DcVfHw76uxcGV0A6zSRzQLmX8DU2UJ1OqUtAFc10S3prdDqqYRAFf30WHkE8/s320/258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723266290111394" border="0" /></a><br />Stef, Me, Jael, and Pedro in San Juan, WE love Puerto Rico<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyqrfZi4bBmAG9CuMH-yUM8FOlVAuoe9a1LXAnrfg5zj5ZNaFe4b8yFHZ1uiVdw2xwgOX-eWF38CkycelyxnSDGXtJB5M7J0H94luxZ15LDFrfFp-uhe5AA7q8Q2fX4cSts7hD1hB0SQ/s1600-h/250.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXyqrfZi4bBmAG9CuMH-yUM8FOlVAuoe9a1LXAnrfg5zj5ZNaFe4b8yFHZ1uiVdw2xwgOX-eWF38CkycelyxnSDGXtJB5M7J0H94luxZ15LDFrfFp-uhe5AA7q8Q2fX4cSts7hD1hB0SQ/s320/250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309723112480580578" border="0" /></a><br />Puerto Rico sunset!!!!!Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-77118399431732493402009-03-05T06:53:00.000-08:002009-03-05T06:57:55.606-08:00Cruise Numero DosSo this cruise has been much better than the first. I have had a better attitude about everything. I am relaxing and enjoying this work vacation. It actually has been a great deal of fun, with seeing all the ports I have been to. San Juan and St. Thomas are absolutely amazing. Antigua and Tortola have been just ok. I have not seen much of Tortola, as I am still in full sight of the ship right now. I don't want to get out much today, I don't need much sun. I am already a lobster. It is quite unnverving. I am pretty much in serious pain with all my burns. Anyway, I saw a naked little baby running around the beach yesterday. It was cute. And I got asked out to eat by a ship guest. He is from Iowa. He got me to take a picture with him. The other girls were laughing at me for it.<br /><br />As for my transfer, I will be flying to Freeport, Bahamas on Sunday where I will be until probably March 12 or 13. We will be back in Fort Lauderdale on the 13th to sail out for my first cruise with Miracle. During those 4-5 days in Bahamas, I will be setting up my Circle C lounge. Hopefully I will get some freetime to explore as well.<br /><br />I also figured out, by the end of March, I will have been to 16 different countries, counting the 3 I had been to before I started this adventure. Holy butterbean. This adventure is dragging me all over the place. Hehe.<br /><br />Bon Voyage.Carli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-613717575814074612.post-16122787886956841482009-03-02T05:58:00.000-08:002009-03-02T06:07:54.509-08:00I'm Hot then I'm ColdSince I have been gone, I have felt that this job has been nothing shy of an absolute adventure. Some things I have hated, some things I have loved. Overall, it has been fun. However, at this point, I don't know that I will sign a 2nd contract. It is too soon to know now, but there is so much about ship life that I hate. Everyone here calls ship life the "shit" life. Pardon the language, however, I so agree. About 95% of men on this ship look at women with sex eyes as if they think that women are mere objects for their satisfaction. I don't like being seen as such. I have gotten hit on by an incredible number of men. I feel so trashy. And the drinking, whew, the drinking. I know one girl on the ship so far that doesn't drink. I have met tons and only one that I know of that doesn't drink. It is so unnerving. And the rules, oh the rules, Carnival has some of the dumbest rules. Anyway, despite all of this, I am enjoying myself to an extent. I am trying to have a positive attitude and make the best of this adventure.<br /><br />On light note, I am going to San Juan, Puerto Rico tonight with two of my good friends on the ship. They are both really fun. One is Stef and she is from South Africa, and the other is Jael from Mexico. WE went to the Disco together last night and had great fun. It is nice to finally have friends. I have about 5 girls that I am pretty close to, other than that, I generally stay alone.<br /><br />I have actually found some SEC football fans on board. One crew member is an Arkansas fan, and he talks almost as country as I do. It is nice to hear someone else say ya'll. I get made fun of for it all the time. I also met two guests last night that just graduated from Auburn (War Eagle, that's for you, J.D.)!!!!<br /><br />Anyway, I shall be going to work now. Pray for me, I have one super abnoxious kid. Nobody in the group likes him. He is annoying and he ruins games for everyone else. He is pretty much like the drippy faucet that gets under your skin and makes you wanna rip your hair out!!! Yea, that's him!!! URGCarli Annhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03032831040175073309noreply@blogger.com2