<?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-7790017046521878149</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:26:45.649-07:00</updated><category term='Flowers'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='Gardens'/><category term='lessons'/><category term='Chickens'/><category term='Rain'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Swappy Ladies'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Green'/><category term='Findings'/><category term='Firsts'/><category term='Planting'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Jesus'/><category term='Blah'/><category term='Fall'/><category term='Challenges'/><title type='text'>Water Girl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-7242509446845541905</id><published>2009-05-30T23:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:45:04.989-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chickens'/><title type='text'>Chickens and A Coop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE GIRLS @ 1 WEEK IN THE BROODER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIihBDjgZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/2Kc4AV-Z_jM/s1600-h/IMG_6634.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341870058629202322" style="WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIihBDjgZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/2Kc4AV-Z_jM/s400/IMG_6634.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;THE COOP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIhhOUFdUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_ROFyiQ03c0/s1600-h/Goodchick.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341868962676569410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIhhOUFdUI/AAAAAAAAAO4/_ROFyiQ03c0/s400/Goodchick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is the Entry Side. The barn doors are for cleaning and playing with the girls. The box with the white roof is actually the nesting boxes. The roof will have metal on it and lifts up for easy Egg grabbing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To the Left of the boxes there will be an Entry Door into the enclosed run (its not enclosed yet ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIf_MJWtxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/SWH1wW2BDww/s1600-h/IMG_6671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341867278467512082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIf_MJWtxI/AAAAAAAAAOw/SWH1wW2BDww/s400/IMG_6671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Its not quite finished yet in this picture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It still needs the chicken wire and the guy off the roof.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The Girls love looking out their window, And the Dogs Love Looking in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIi1Itw51I/AAAAAAAAAPI/4L-tg9d-HY0/s1600-h/girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341870404282672978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIi1Itw51I/AAAAAAAAAPI/4L-tg9d-HY0/s400/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meet the Girls:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bubba:&lt;/strong&gt; The large black one, She is an Australorp. So Nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucy:&lt;/strong&gt; The Yellow one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rosie:&lt;/strong&gt; You cant see her, She is smaller than everyone else and is hiding under the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Banty:&lt;/strong&gt; The silver laced Wyandotte (small black one in the front)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Edna:? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Martha: ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I dont know the difference between Edna and Martha. Those are Colbys Chickens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He said " They are Ladies, and they need Lady names" So he picked them all but Bubba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;These are the Ladies and their Barn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7790017046521878149-7242509446845541905?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/7242509446845541905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=7242509446845541905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/7242509446845541905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/7242509446845541905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2009/05/chickens-and-coop.html' title='Chickens and A Coop'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SiIihBDjgZI/AAAAAAAAAPA/2Kc4AV-Z_jM/s72-c/IMG_6634.1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-392980068338890313</id><published>2009-05-20T10:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:53:50.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swappy Goodness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/ShRDTd4HdkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gSURwLaG_sM/s1600-h/IMG_6701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337965460057454146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/ShRDTd4HdkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gSURwLaG_sM/s400/IMG_6701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Swappy Goodness Has Arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Johnna. You always Give Great Goodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Brownies were gone in Minutes of the kids and the DH seeing them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Amber for your swap. It was so much fun!&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/7790017046521878149-392980068338890313?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/392980068338890313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=392980068338890313' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/392980068338890313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/392980068338890313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2009/05/swappy-goodness.html' title='Swappy Goodness'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/ShRDTd4HdkI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gSURwLaG_sM/s72-c/IMG_6701.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-4357278476219187532</id><published>2009-05-08T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T19:43:03.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got Chicks...6 of them.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks ago.. and They still dont have a coop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So Brad told me that he would build me one for MothersDay..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Lets Wait and See...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what one of the chickens is supposed to look like..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SgTtfRXBLBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_8nv5UIwJHo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333648980205186066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SgTtfRXBLBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_8nv5UIwJHo/s400/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SgTs6uO1RrI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/NuN0WfDcse0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7790017046521878149-4357278476219187532?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/4357278476219187532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=4357278476219187532' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/4357278476219187532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/4357278476219187532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2009/05/chickens.html' title='Chickens'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SgTtfRXBLBI/AAAAAAAAAOg/_8nv5UIwJHo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-5333281276968837581</id><published>2009-03-13T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T11:31:20.730-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gardens'/><title type='text'>Emergence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SbqXxhj_skI/AAAAAAAAANY/H4IiLmMAEkk/s1600-h/IMG_6419.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312725587515650626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SbqXxhj_skI/AAAAAAAAANY/H4IiLmMAEkk/s320/IMG_6419.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I Love it when the little Crocus poke their little head up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This year we have snow, so its so much more obvious when it happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This one is so cute, with its purple little stripes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It reminds me of how God gives us strength. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;How we are so fragile, yet have the strength to push up through the harsh world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I am always amazed at how much we can endure, and make it through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312730586850576802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SbqcUhiUyaI/AAAAAAAAANw/3yplckaBhyo/s320/IMG_6407.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is one of my many Lilacs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They are my favorite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am looking for a really dark purple one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyone got one? I would love a start off of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312729263354219538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SbqbHfINDBI/AAAAAAAAANo/VHWysFFzS94/s320/IMG_6403.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here are the first of my new raised beds..Emergence you say? Well, its smack dab in the middle of my Lawn (well off the the side). The lawn that I don't want to mow anymore. I want to spend the time, energy and water on raising food. There is a good book you should read on this subject. Its called "Food not Lawn" . Hopefully we get some sun to get rid of the snow. I would really like to finish the new garden. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Happy Spring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-5333281276968837581?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/5333281276968837581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=5333281276968837581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5333281276968837581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5333281276968837581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2009/03/emergence.html' title='Emergence'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SbqXxhj_skI/AAAAAAAAANY/H4IiLmMAEkk/s72-c/IMG_6419.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-5963357194345539210</id><published>2009-02-24T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T14:09:36.053-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lessons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><title type='text'>Giving Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SaRu3S1RPkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TXWU4Q-F0Y8/s1600-h/jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306488157176413762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SaRu3S1RPkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TXWU4Q-F0Y8/s400/jesus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SaRufrRGsRI/AAAAAAAAANI/eKSiWsrrL4Q/s1600-h/jesus.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going through Dave Ramsey's FPU right now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is Wow....I have learned a couple of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#1 We have never Tithed. Apparently, we always Tipped God.. Only giving what was left after the bills were paid. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well the other night at 2am I was up praying, and God let me have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hard Core, Loud and In my face... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;"Don't go against me on this one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I brought this up at FPU in our group. Then one of the people said to me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Your wallet is always the last thing you give to GOD..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so at peace with that statement.. So when I got the taxes I made sure that I gave the correct amount before I payed the bills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;#2 I can and will overcome all obstacles with the help of my Savior.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am so thankful for this lesson.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&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/7790017046521878149-5963357194345539210?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/5963357194345539210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=5963357194345539210' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5963357194345539210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5963357194345539210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2009/02/giving-lessons.html' title='Giving Lessons'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SaRu3S1RPkI/AAAAAAAAANQ/TXWU4Q-F0Y8/s72-c/jesus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-8888093183582014275</id><published>2009-02-11T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T21:37:57.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SZO0t9PVfnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Umso_Hh3M74/s1600-h/postcard-anniversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301779887971204722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SZO0t9PVfnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Umso_Hh3M74/s400/postcard-anniversary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YYY&lt;/span&gt;Happy Valentines Day Ladies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YYY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-8888093183582014275?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/8888093183582014275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=8888093183582014275' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8888093183582014275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8888093183582014275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SZO0t9PVfnI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Umso_Hh3M74/s72-c/postcard-anniversary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-3713144453184238399</id><published>2009-01-06T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:43:17.856-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Challenges'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SWQHnKnQ3gI/AAAAAAAAALw/kjMdNjDgApg/s1600-h/Schmucker-New-Year-Vintage-Postcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288360231885135362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SWQHnKnQ3gI/AAAAAAAAALw/kjMdNjDgApg/s400/Schmucker-New-Year-Vintage-Postcard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was reading this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://diceyjanethreads.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; blog today, and was touched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With this New Year we can all decide to do more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;More Love, More Giving, More Caring, More Sharing, More Fellowship, More Testimony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I Challenge you to read her blog and try the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-3713144453184238399?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/3713144453184238399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=3713144453184238399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3713144453184238399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3713144453184238399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SWQHnKnQ3gI/AAAAAAAAALw/kjMdNjDgApg/s72-c/Schmucker-New-Year-Vintage-Postcard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-8438978231363456417</id><published>2008-12-14T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T10:41:19.075-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jesus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>CHRISTmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SUXSFbfxafI/AAAAAAAAALg/K2uwLUWebDI/s1600-h/christmas-madonna-jesus-manger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279857128883972594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SUXSFbfxafI/AAAAAAAAALg/K2uwLUWebDI/s400/christmas-madonna-jesus-manger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit I am having troubles with this Christmas season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I have heard is, "I don't have money for presents", Sales are down, Bad economy". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHO CARES!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who cares?&lt;/em&gt; Jesus cares! He cares that we are more into the presents then HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making, Shaking, Taking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go give some of your precious time that you are spending on making or buying GIFTS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go take the money your spending at the craft storeand by some food for a family in need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go take some Love to an old Folks home. Do you know how many of those people dont have anyone to visit them this Christmas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As christians we are supposed to be Helping and Loving eachother right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this is the Season of CHRIST...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go and be a Light for someone who is truly in need.&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/7790017046521878149-8438978231363456417?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/8438978231363456417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=8438978231363456417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8438978231363456417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8438978231363456417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='CHRISTmas'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SUXSFbfxafI/AAAAAAAAALg/K2uwLUWebDI/s72-c/christmas-madonna-jesus-manger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-5681191053143206948</id><published>2008-11-15T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T11:24:48.812-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Here it Comes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ThanksGiving...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love food way too much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love being with my extended family, which doesnt happen enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this year is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SR8fEXxBKUI/AAAAAAAAALY/xQ3yXy8yJho/s1600-h/mr-bean-turkey%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268964249006319938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SR8fEXxBKUI/AAAAAAAAALY/xQ3yXy8yJho/s320/mr-bean-turkey%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to cook Dinner...&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yuck&lt;/span&gt;.. But since my mom just had a heart attack, I said "I will do it" again &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yuck&lt;/span&gt;...I am afraid it will turn out like Poor Mr. Beans Turkey....&lt;br /&gt;**But, I know to take off my jewlery.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SR8XlvNM5EI/AAAAAAAAALA/Dsp-zfOWE-Y/s1600-h/mr-bean-turkey%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My next &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yuck&lt;/span&gt;* This will most likely be the last thanksgiving with my old Uncle Joe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is an amazing person, one whom I look up too and is right up there on my hero list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really have only seen him on Easter and Thanksgiving for my entire life, but a couple of years ago, my husband said we should see him more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have made it a point to do that. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SR8ea8xU7TI/AAAAAAAAALQ/dueU-CQ92Zw/s1600-h/scan0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268963537385221426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SR8ea8xU7TI/AAAAAAAAALQ/dueU-CQ92Zw/s320/scan0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I say that this will most likely be the last time, because he is very sick, very old (88) and decided to live life to the fullest with Cancer instead of getting sick trying to fight it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its funny how we grow up, Look back on life, Ask questions and get answers we wernt ready for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week I went and visited uncle Joe. We had a nice visit, looking at pictures, eating and just visiting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I asked him a question. "Uncle Joe, I don't remember you being so full of it. You were always so quiet and reserved when you were at our house! What changed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Joes answer "You, your Mom and sister were always so obnoxious that no one else could ever talk."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;******************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, lets learn a little from the old Uncle Joe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sit back, Listen, Enjoy, Dont fret!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Who cares if the Turkey Burns, or even gets stuck on your head. Enjoy your family, Make a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Gingerbread House &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;like &lt;a href="http://tinkerverve.wordpress.com/2008/11/15/theres-always-a-place-for-you/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt; with your kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Live, Laugh, Love..and Pray.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;None of us know how many Thanks Givings we have left...&lt;/span&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/7790017046521878149-5681191053143206948?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/5681191053143206948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=5681191053143206948' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5681191053143206948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5681191053143206948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-it-comes.html' title='Here it Comes....'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SR8fEXxBKUI/AAAAAAAAALY/xQ3yXy8yJho/s72-c/mr-bean-turkey%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-3129938020060672461</id><published>2008-10-31T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:36:38.958-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swappy Ladies'/><title type='text'>My Swappy Proudness</title><content type='html'>I have recieved my swappy goodness, but I didn't take any pictures. (my cards full at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will say, it was awsome. So cool to get a crafty box of goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtZdeTdzWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/422NJ_MYseg/s1600-h/IMG_5578+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263398952398343522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtZdeTdzWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/422NJ_MYseg/s320/IMG_5578+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got the coolest ceramic napkin holder with colorful mums on it, a wonderful embroidered green apron and an amazing Collage. The collage was a wonderful shadow box, with a wonderful paper tree and little sign, words of encouragement and faith. (I will have to take a picture once I get all the cheer pictures off my camera)...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to admit that I lucked out on my Swap buddie. I entered after the deadline and got someone I knew ;) This made it really nice since it was my first swap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont want this post to sound too proud, But man I really want to show you all my craftiness. I am so proud of myself. I actually sewed an apron, and it looks like an apron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it even turned out nice. And My husband was nice enough to model it. (he said not to show anybody...Sorry honey)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this is what I am most proud of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtWldXK7XI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/BiEyH1G4994/s1600-h/IMG_5578+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtaTcsxqqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KUse6ZSLVHo/s1600-h/IMG_5572+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263399879680567970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtaTcsxqqI/AAAAAAAAAKo/KUse6ZSLVHo/s320/IMG_5572+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How cool is this. I Junqued!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took an old clock, and turned it into a picture frame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I've been bitten by the junk bug.  I see things in other peoples junk now... How cool is that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtc6WM4yNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y9a24GpGiK8/s1600-h/IMG_5573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263402746974357714" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtc6WM4yNI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Y9a24GpGiK8/s320/IMG_5573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/7790017046521878149-3129938020060672461?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/3129938020060672461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=3129938020060672461' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3129938020060672461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3129938020060672461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-swappy-proudness.html' title='My Swappy Proudness'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQtZdeTdzWI/AAAAAAAAAKg/422NJ_MYseg/s72-c/IMG_5578+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-386708643325278020</id><published>2008-10-27T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:08:18.320-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>The Colors of Fall</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love fall, and this year the colors around our neck of the woods are unusually bright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We always get alot of rain and wind, and the leaves don't last long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;But, this year is different. They are staying longer and getting brighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQYvxTdBDkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/a7tdVxzwJHQ/s1600-h/PICT0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261945738711076418" style="WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQYvxTdBDkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/a7tdVxzwJHQ/s320/PICT0088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;This barn is in our little town. Not smack dab in the middle but right off the road. I have always though it was cute. This morning while I was getting coffee (its right next to it) it was too beautiful to not take a picture. The colors were really bright and I was thinking of my friend in AZ. She would get coffee at the little coffee box too. So I jumped out of my car and took this picture just for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261956211148040754" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQY5S4UjqjI/AAAAAAAAAKI/jmg7hFm7RFw/s200/PICT0057+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is one of the trees that I grew up looking at. The school yard next door was rimmed with maple trees. The colors were amazing, and we loved to make huge piles of leaves and then jump in them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261950220776095394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 185px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQYz2MclvqI/AAAAAAAAAJo/B3snZBj_Av8/s320/Kiasa+-+Copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my beautiful. She loves the leaves so much. Her favorite thing is when they blow off the trees and fall to the ground. Yesterday we were driving down the road, and the wind was blowing. She saw all these leaves flying around and wanted to play in them. So we did. I actually caught this picture with them flying in the air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-386708643325278020?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/386708643325278020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=386708643325278020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/386708643325278020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/386708643325278020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/10/colors-of-fall.html' title='The Colors of Fall'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SQYvxTdBDkI/AAAAAAAAAJY/a7tdVxzwJHQ/s72-c/PICT0088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-848986497542716982</id><published>2008-10-21T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T12:42:29.406-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Kiasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SP4wC6u5HSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PlFax0_BaMg/s1600-h/IMG_5345+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259694241499127074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SP4wC6u5HSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PlFax0_BaMg/s400/IMG_5345+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Girl is Sweet 16 today.. I can't believe it..&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/7790017046521878149-848986497542716982?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/848986497542716982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=848986497542716982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/848986497542716982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/848986497542716982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-kiasa.html' title='Happy Birthday Kiasa'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SP4wC6u5HSI/AAAAAAAAAJM/PlFax0_BaMg/s72-c/IMG_5345+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-9000604521389660751</id><published>2008-09-30T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:29:34.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swappy Ladies'/><title type='text'>Swappy Swappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, So I have to put some swappy excitement out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I found the most awsome thing for my swappy swappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its from 1942, From Maine, in the fall. I am so Excited...So So excited....I hope you are too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SOL8M6HxPrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/alI6E1R8b2c/s1600-h/Sebring%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252037414157893298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SOL8M6HxPrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/alI6E1R8b2c/s200/Sebring%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Disclamer: This is not it..But a good example...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-9000604521389660751?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/9000604521389660751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=9000604521389660751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/9000604521389660751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/9000604521389660751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/09/swappy-swappy.html' title='Swappy Swappy'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SOL8M6HxPrI/AAAAAAAAAIk/alI6E1R8b2c/s72-c/Sebring%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-3816471930349952799</id><published>2008-09-19T11:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T12:32:25.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><title type='text'>Ladies Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNPy_cREhKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iWDQ2v_h-kM/s1600-h/n751527744_883488_3325%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247805162550232226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNPy_cREhKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iWDQ2v_h-kM/s320/n751527744_883488_3325%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So I went to my first ladies retreat with our church. It was AMAZING.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have to confess that I have really never liked women very much, and have never tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I didnt have a good woman role model in my life so I never learned how to play nice.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247812664844005762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNP50IfSsYI/AAAAAAAAAIE/tOsxDOvDk6k/s200/ladies+retreat+2008+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learned so much about my self and others. I learned how to be vulnerable and understanding of other peoples vulnerability.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learned about teamwork, and not bucking at every suggestion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNP8ufyK2uI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JlETy7W6EQ0/s1600-h/ladies+retreat+2008+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247815866552867554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNP8ufyK2uI/AAAAAAAAAIc/JlETy7W6EQ0/s200/ladies+retreat+2008+043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNP6Q5a5BVI/AAAAAAAAAIM/CjvgIUu0J5E/s1600-h/n1069827940_147005_4945%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I learned that when you leave your comfort zone and lean in a little, the lord will pick you up and get you through the uncomfortable spots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNP5axRyWFI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w5hLr151Rck/s1600-h/n1069827940_146974_3741%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247812229116614738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNP5axRyWFI/AAAAAAAAAH8/w5hLr151Rck/s320/n1069827940_146974_3741%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am really thankful for these women, and the time we shared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/7790017046521878149-3816471930349952799?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/3816471930349952799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=3816471930349952799' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3816471930349952799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3816471930349952799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/09/ladies-retreat.html' title='Ladies Retreat'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SNPy_cREhKI/AAAAAAAAAH0/iWDQ2v_h-kM/s72-c/n751527744_883488_3325%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-5207603340759971028</id><published>2008-09-06T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:45:02.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243163812713660738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SMN1tUv7AUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sCzgu0LNovs/s320/IMG_5107copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SMN1tUv7AUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sCzgu0LNovs/s1600-h/IMG_5107copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The First day of school is a big deal at our house.&lt;br /&gt;You Must get your picture taken on the first day of school. In the Morning, in your new clothes, with a smile. Even if you start 2hours later than your sister. This has been a problem in years past. We have had fits, tears and refusals. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But this year was great. Colby got up, before anyone and got ready. Kiasa didnt cringe at the 50 shot photo shoot coming and the dog even stayed down. We even got Travis to smile. So me being a nice mommy, Only took 5 pictures and Said have a nice day kiddos. Here are my two favorites. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SMN32kTl0_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ya3dV3wQYYY/s1600-h/IMG_5117+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243166170531877874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SMN32kTl0_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ya3dV3wQYYY/s320/IMG_5117+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-5207603340759971028?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/5207603340759971028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=5207603340759971028' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5207603340759971028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/5207603340759971028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-day.html' title='First Day'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SMN1tUv7AUI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sCzgu0LNovs/s72-c/IMG_5107copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-3957358859659049969</id><published>2008-08-13T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T22:14:56.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SKO-M1wr36I/AAAAAAAAAEw/UxaPRS8tnkk/s1600-h/DSCI2203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234236319733637026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SKO-M1wr36I/AAAAAAAAAEw/UxaPRS8tnkk/s320/DSCI2203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today was my sweet Hubbys Birthday.. &lt;div&gt;Summer time is such a cool time for birthdays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had an Oyster cookout and great time with the Buckners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A big Ol Shout out to the Huckleberry Mountain Biker Momma... Happy Birthday to you too!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-3957358859659049969?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/3957358859659049969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=3957358859659049969' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3957358859659049969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3957358859659049969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthday-honey.html' title='Happy Birthday Honey'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SKO-M1wr36I/AAAAAAAAAEw/UxaPRS8tnkk/s72-c/DSCI2203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-3006266837027198375</id><published>2008-07-29T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:37:40.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friends</title><content type='html'>I spend a lot of my time hanging out with some really cool people in Sultan.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of people dont care for them. I however love them.&lt;br /&gt;These are really cool people. With big hearts and Big smiles.&lt;br /&gt;They just have really big problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_7T6JJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XdU_cPrvnPU/s1600-h/Walt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228674011844142994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_7T6JJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XdU_cPrvnPU/s320/Walt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walter&lt;/span&gt;. He is my Information Giver. He comes into the office everyday. My rule is, he has to teach me something I didnt know before. Sometimes its really good and Sometimes its not so good. The man is a geniuus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_4tKPmRyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CH_kKza59vo/s1600-h/Charlie.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228671147128014626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_4tKPmRyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/CH_kKza59vo/s320/Charlie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Charlie&lt;/span&gt;. He is the quiet one. He doesnt say much. He justs drinks coffee and hangs out with his dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_4cCrmRnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rUcI5MqDp_Y/s1600-h/lana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228670853040195186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_4cCrmRnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/rUcI5MqDp_Y/s320/lana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Call her Momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is so funny, but watch her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She just might wack you with her cane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_6odajDKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/B5O_NA9uKfI/s1600-h/Nalin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228673265398123682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_6odajDKI/AAAAAAAAAEg/B5O_NA9uKfI/s320/Nalin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meet &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nalin&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is the Loud one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a big heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She hangs out with Charlie and her dog Heidi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you see these guys walking around, or out flying their signs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remember, A few problems, A few missed steps, some bad decisions and this could be your family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dont pass by them with your nose turned up. They were just like you at one point.&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/7790017046521878149-3006266837027198375?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/3006266837027198375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=3006266837027198375' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3006266837027198375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/3006266837027198375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-friends.html' title='My Friends'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SI_7T6JJZ5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/XdU_cPrvnPU/s72-c/Walt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-2613018642721817158</id><published>2008-07-14T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:40:49.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><title type='text'>They Grow so Fast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHvwzgYKp7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/KZ6S2DJAQ9Q/s1600-h/IMG_4951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223032960521512882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHvwzgYKp7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/KZ6S2DJAQ9Q/s320/IMG_4951.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do they Grow up so Fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When My friends moved to AZ there boy was, well Little.&lt;br /&gt;Very Cute pudgy cheeks, cute little voice. You know the chipmunk kind that you just cant get enough of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In November we had the pleasure of visiting them in AZ. I was surprised one Morning pretty early by said boy. He walked into the kitchen, said Good Morning and proceeded to make us both toast. I was kind of blown away by his Grown-up-ness. We sat and ate our toast while he told me about life in AZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward another a 6 or so months. Its their turn to visit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day after they visited, I found this picture on my camera (boys using Moms Camera, UGH..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what the context of the conversation was during this photo shoot. But wow, its such a grown up pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss this kid alot (and his family).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wonder what the next visit will bring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, How fast they grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-2613018642721817158?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/2613018642721817158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=2613018642721817158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/2613018642721817158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/2613018642721817158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-grow-so-fast.html' title='They Grow so Fast'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHvwzgYKp7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/KZ6S2DJAQ9Q/s72-c/IMG_4951.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-7517949308372846598</id><published>2008-07-09T23:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:07:08.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you do with your afternoon?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHeBvqlGfkI/AAAAAAAAADw/BhqeHFAio3Q/s1600-h/New+Do.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221784948843118146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHeBvqlGfkI/AAAAAAAAADw/BhqeHFAio3Q/s200/New+Do.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what do you do with an afternoon? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the other day. I went and got my hair cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know "Boring". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I know. I am getting to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went and got my hair cut so I could do something special. Something that I had been thinking about for a Long time. Something Just for me, Something with deep meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brad is Taking the Pictures here.. He thinks he is really Cute.. He wants to show you a bunch of different angles. I am telling him to stop. He keeps telling me, "This is how I feel, when your taking alot of pictures of me" Sorry Honey....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;______________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Ok...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here it is....&lt;br /&gt;The Back side of the Do...&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHWzeHNmjBI/AAAAAAAAADg/V9Fe3tW-wMA/s1600-h/IMG_4973.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got my hair cut so I could get this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHeBP6LBq9I/AAAAAAAAADo/p39RPozqhtE/s1600-h/new+tattoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221784403272903634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHeBP6LBq9I/AAAAAAAAADo/p39RPozqhtE/s320/new+tattoo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have wanted another tattoo for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, I havent been able to pick something with meaning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or that I would want on my body forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well I finally figured it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, to answer the questions that you all have asked.. Some of you allready have seen it..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No its not as simple as look, I got baptized...Kinda but deeper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few insights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. The meaning starts in the bible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turn your good book to John 4:10 and read along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10....11...12...13...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;But Whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then Contine on untill Verse 18.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;1..This is the only way to get through life for me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2..I got this to remind me that its a one way street, no U turns, I have to keep going and not look back. The living water has washed that all away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got this to remind me of that, So I dont have to look back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started with a friend telling me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Your ship sank, stop diving down to see if you can pull it back up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wow.. That was profound....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And thats how it all came about...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE END...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-7517949308372846598?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/7517949308372846598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=7517949308372846598' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/7517949308372846598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/7517949308372846598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-do-you-do-with-your-afternoon.html' title='What do you do with your afternoon?'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SHeBvqlGfkI/AAAAAAAAADw/BhqeHFAio3Q/s72-c/New+Do.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-8138588484666962267</id><published>2008-06-30T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T13:24:45.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You gotta Love Camping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGlAvl2WMdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_jl1OASpJIU/s1600-h/DSCI2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217772829643518418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGlAvl2WMdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_jl1OASpJIU/s320/DSCI2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk2vgMAw5I/AAAAAAAAACE/-90rtGJ8NVc/s1600-h/DSCI2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, So we go Camping alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Many nights spent around the campfire, sleeping on the ground, having dirt under your fingernails, hair hidding under a hat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;No Big Deal, RIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Well The last 3 years or so we have been spoiled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We have a motorhome, Bathroom, Kitchen with Fridge/Freezer, two queen size beds, Air conditioning, get out of the rain and play cards kind of Motorhome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But, with gas prices as they are. We decided to go back to camping the old fashion way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;With a tent, a cooler and wild animals at your door. Or in th cooler in our case. Pesky raccoons.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It was great, I am glad we did it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;It made me appreciate what I have so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We went to the Ocean at our usual spot. We drove up the coast and did some exploring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We saw lots of wild life this time, Deer, Bear, Beaver, Otter and tons of other creatures at the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk7NKX4M9I/AAAAAAAAACc/XU17qGXlxe4/s1600-h/DSCI2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217766740594275282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk7NKX4M9I/AAAAAAAAACc/XU17qGXlxe4/s200/DSCI2285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This little guy came running through our camp and got snagged up in our mosquito hut. Thank goodness we had a little sewing kit with us, to fix the hole in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brad and I on the Beach.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk6VRtUssI/AAAAAAAAACU/VwUlUKdOXNY/s1600-h/DSCI2242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217765780490597058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk6VRtUssI/AAAAAAAAACU/VwUlUKdOXNY/s200/DSCI2242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk8LENm_OI/AAAAAAAAACk/AM1mPiqe-pU/s1600-h/DSCI2194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217767804092480738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk8LENm_OI/AAAAAAAAACk/AM1mPiqe-pU/s200/DSCI2194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There was a big chain saw carving /sand castle building carnival going on in Ocean shores. The boys loved it. Anything with tools and getting dirty makes them smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk9jkq8d9I/AAAAAAAAACs/W3_Ua8ApIgw/s1600-h/DSCI2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217769324633946066" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGk9jkq8d9I/AAAAAAAAACs/W3_Ua8ApIgw/s320/DSCI2286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was the topper of the weekend. We always play cards with Brads parents. The Game? May I. I never win, not even close. This time I not only Won. I went out and got all of them with all their cards in thier hands.. VICTORY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So!! GO!! Get outside.. Get Dirty.. HAVE FUN...&lt;/span&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/7790017046521878149-8138588484666962267?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/8138588484666962267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=8138588484666962267' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8138588484666962267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8138588484666962267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/06/you-gotta-love-camping.html' title='You gotta Love Camping'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SGlAvl2WMdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/_jl1OASpJIU/s72-c/DSCI2183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-8923910140943235836</id><published>2008-06-17T22:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:21:12.990-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Planting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Green'/><title type='text'>Victory Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFinwOg7ZkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eBO8umVaIuM/s1600-h/VictoryGardens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213101015653115458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFinwOg7ZkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eBO8umVaIuM/s320/VictoryGardens.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;During World War I and World War II, the United States government asked its citizens to plant gardens in order to support the war effort. Millions of people planted gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, So its not WWII. And the Government is not asking us to have a victory garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But, WHY NOT DO IT ANYWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Planting a Victory Garden to fight global warming would reduce the amount of pollution your food contributes to global warming. Instead of traveling many miles from farm to table, your food would travel from your own garden to your table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just a little bit in a small container can make a difference. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One 5 gallon bucket can house a tomato plant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last month my 80 year old Neighbor asked me if I could help in his garden. He said I could use the green house for my use, and have half of the produce from his garden. Just as long as I did all the weeding. With prices of food so high, how could I say NO?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So here is the first of the Victory Garden....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFikZEjK1uI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Qt_xGNDpJas/s1600-h/DSCI2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213097319306286818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFikZEjK1uI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Qt_xGNDpJas/s320/DSCI2161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We had Salad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best tasting salad ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Was it the best Lettuce? Who Knows.&lt;br /&gt;I can say, that It made me so happy to know that I created it (helped it along) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was the best ever.. I am so happy that I am doing this for me and my family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My husband is so happy, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;he is drawing up plans for our own Greenhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The tomatoes are next......&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/7790017046521878149-8923910140943235836?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/8923910140943235836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=8923910140943235836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8923910140943235836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8923910140943235836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/06/victory-gardens.html' title='Victory Gardens'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFinwOg7ZkI/AAAAAAAAAB8/eBO8umVaIuM/s72-c/VictoryGardens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-2178574468167957891</id><published>2008-06-16T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T12:01:13.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Dads</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FATHERS DAY WAS GREAT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat around in the Sun, Talking and Visiting and Had a Bar-B-Que.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you a little about The Two most wonderful Dads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First is my Dear Father. I love him more than any other Dad in the World.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He has been the best provider, Friend and Protector that you could ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He worked his fingers to the bone, so us kids could have all the good things in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE YOU DADDY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFaott3yn4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/lITf6jhIYr8/s1600-h/007+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212539122089107330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFaott3yn4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/lITf6jhIYr8/s320/007+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Second Greatest Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the Greatest to My Children is my Dear Hubby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFasvAREE0I/AAAAAAAAABc/7P5_6UzLIC8/s1600-h/337+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212543542253327170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFasvAREE0I/AAAAAAAAABc/7P5_6UzLIC8/s320/337+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He is the Best in So many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear Hubby makes my Coffee in the Morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Takes our 15 year old Daughter to her job on the weekends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helps with the Dishes, Laundry And Fixes the Car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was teaching our Son to Cut down Trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFatvi1ZIwI/AAAAAAAAABk/b3goRM1_ggE/s1600-h/005+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212544651044135682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFatvi1ZIwI/AAAAAAAAABk/b3goRM1_ggE/s320/005+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFasJ_9FB-I/AAAAAAAAABU/xkN0gCEOHbY/s1600-h/017+-+Copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212542906514343906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFasJ_9FB-I/AAAAAAAAABU/xkN0gCEOHbY/s320/017+-+Copy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;And Teaching him how to drive the truck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did I mention He is 9.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my Dads They are the greatest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-2178574468167957891?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/2178574468167957891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=2178574468167957891' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/2178574468167957891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/2178574468167957891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/06/greatest-dads.html' title='The Greatest Dads'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp0.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFaott3yn4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/lITf6jhIYr8/s72-c/007+-+Copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-9032210547808594113</id><published>2008-06-12T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T09:52:34.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blah'/><title type='text'>Rain Rain Go Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFFRXKTSEwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2Eb7JRjxTA4/s1600-h/rain-on-table-480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211035702188446466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFFRXKTSEwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2Eb7JRjxTA4/s320/rain-on-table-480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So, As you all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It has been raining for weeks here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maybe its been months. I really can't tell anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its sad, Our neighbor was gone for two weeks in Wisconsin. (at my dream farm. Future post)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;When he came home last night; I told him "It stopped raining for a couple of hours on Sunday Night"..Woo Hoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I dont want to sound to deppressed, but its really hard not too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I ve been trying to work on my crafty stuff..Blah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Blog, No. They all sounded more deppressing than this.. But I figured I better keep going. (thansks Amber)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I ve tried exercising...See Line 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ebay, You can have no more of my Money this Month. Oh, But wait till you see what I got :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I do believe I will go tanning today. Right after I get out of my P-jammies (its 10:00am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I dont like the Cancer Causing affects, BUT I may lay down and die if I dont get some LIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, Send me good thoughts and Prayers before I wash down the drain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-9032210547808594113?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/9032210547808594113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=9032210547808594113' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/9032210547808594113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/9032210547808594113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/06/rain-rain-go-away.html' title='Rain Rain Go Away'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SFFRXKTSEwI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2Eb7JRjxTA4/s72-c/rain-on-table-480.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-7286004182296642462</id><published>2008-06-01T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:23:29.577-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Findings'/><title type='text'>The Shoe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SEMCDEcRiDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SgnxNVjfv0U/s1600-h/DSCI0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207007845925619762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SEMCDEcRiDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SgnxNVjfv0U/s320/DSCI0808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes you just have to Wait..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes it takes Months, Even 6 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes it makes you wonder "When will it happen" ?. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well I must say, this is the true test of patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The story is long, the journey is far. It all started with a hike and some friends, Some Giant Leaps and Some baby steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Some long pauses, Even some Ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I must say, Here is a kiss for my friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I am sure she was wondering, where it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When will it would happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now she knows.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And now I will sit and wonder!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;When will it happen again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Love Ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-7286004182296642462?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/7286004182296642462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=7286004182296642462' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/7286004182296642462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/7286004182296642462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/06/shoe.html' title='The Shoe...'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp2.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SEMCDEcRiDI/AAAAAAAAAAU/SgnxNVjfv0U/s72-c/DSCI0808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-2389955900268753840</id><published>2008-05-29T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T12:54:18.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a title="Meez 3D avatars and free games." href="http://www.meez.com/wagirls12"&gt;&lt;img alt="Meez 3D avatar avatars games" src="http://images.meez.com/user/5/2/3/4/5/7/5/5234575_bodyshot_300x400.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxMjA3ODcyOTY3NCZwdD*xMjEyMDc4ODUxMzM4JnA9MTI2MTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MQ==.jpg" width="0" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found this cute little Avatar site.&lt;br /&gt;This is as close to me as it gets in the Computer world.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who know me, its always jeans and a brown sweat shirt.&lt;br /&gt;I love it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-2389955900268753840?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/2389955900268753840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=2389955900268753840' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/2389955900268753840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/2389955900268753840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/05/me.html' title='Me'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7790017046521878149.post-8140573467318251498</id><published>2008-05-23T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T13:24:40.663-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Firsts'/><title type='text'>First Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SDclNwrRl-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OE-7Fm94WC8/s1600-h/DSCI1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203668812784834530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SDclNwrRl-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OE-7Fm94WC8/s320/DSCI1848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So Here I go.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;So I think that "First Times" are always hardest for me.&lt;br /&gt;I am always too hard on myself. Telling myself "I cant do it" or "Its going to be too hard".&lt;br /&gt;I think the worst is "I am not smart enough". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;I have this friend who does the blog thing religiously. Did I mention that she is really smart, and makes me feel really uneducated.&lt;br /&gt;Well, The other day someone Said "You only learn if you Try". Here are some recent firsts....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;1. I made Jam and Jelly. My mother-in-Law said It was time I learned. Wow..I am not sure if its good or it just tastes great because I made it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;2. I testified to someone I used to party with..I didnt even have to think about it. No planning. It just came out..The amazing Power of Our Lord...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;3. I had a moment with my Teen age daughter (one that is special just for us).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;4. I learned that I can be a Cool parent, without being too Cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;5. One of my pictures is going to be published in a Kitchen and Bathroom Magazine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;And just while writing this, Ive learned that Maybe blogging could be good for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7790017046521878149-8140573467318251498?l=wagirls12.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/feeds/8140573467318251498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7790017046521878149&amp;postID=8140573467318251498' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8140573467318251498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7790017046521878149/posts/default/8140573467318251498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wagirls12.blogspot.com/2008/05/first-time.html' title='First Time'/><author><name>Wendy Girl</name><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://bp1.blogger.com/_qNe8Bft7yO4/SDclNwrRl-I/AAAAAAAAAAM/OE-7Fm94WC8/s72-c/DSCI1848.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
